58 Who said she died
"It's been in ***. Qin asked, "*, is Xu Yuhan back? ”
"Oh, he just came back, no**in**anything, I asked Aunt * to go up and call him several times and he didn't come down, probably because he was afraid of seeing Xiao-"
After I finished speaking, I wanted to slap myself in the mouth.
Qin*** flashed, and then smiled casually*, "That*, I'll go first*, *he has something to do." ”
If he is pardoned, he is afraid that Qin will be good, so he asks her, who he is afraid of seeing.
"**, I'm *ready to go to bed!"*** said busily*.
Qin *knocked*.
"Auntie, I'm busy. Don't make me say it a third time. "There's impatience in *that.
Qin ** pointed and paused, "I only delayed you two*." ”
*Inside**sever*, and then footsteps* came over.
*Hit*, Xu Yuhan* was in front of her*, his face was ***irritable, with a bath towel around his waist, Qin's sagging ** naturally fell on his sturdy waist and abdomen, not ** thought of anything, his face *** was hot.
"Didn't you say *come back?" he turned and walked inside, "Come in." Close*. ”
Qin* silently walked in after him.
Xu Yuhan walked into the bath and wiped his head in front of the mirror, and he glanced at Qin *yi* from the mirror*, "I*am going out." What do you want, I can *point back. ”
"......" Qin*: "I**you*." ”
is a good president, how can he think about those things that are full of **, not only that, but he also thinks of others as hungry and thirsty as he is anytime and anywhere.
Qin** is in the bath***, ** can't stand the *feeling impact brought by his *feeling back), forcing himself to ***float and look goodbye*, *it was a very** thing, but now it is a little* absent-minded, "Can I go to Ju**** to do it? Hanging in the company*, it is more convenient to do things." But I have to go to class from time to time, and I can't go to the company every time, and you **** give it to me*. ”
Xu Yuhan *did something*test**, "Hmm." ”
Qin *finished speaking*, *should have gone out*. But when she thought of Wu *chan, she stared at him for a long time, and couldn't help but ask, "Where are you going?"
I regretted it as soon as I asked. She thought that Xu Yuhan would answer her, what does it matter to you? This is more like his **.
But he put down the towel and turned to lean lazily against the *edge, looking at her, "*." ”
Qin* "oh" one*, "Then I'll go out first*." ”
There was an indescribable swelling in *, and she was afraid to show it on her face, and he saw the clue, so she turned around and walked away.
*arm is held behind someone*.
"Wu * Chan is gone*. ”
Qin's body stiffened, and he turned his head to look at him in astonishment, maybe it was her cousin**Gu*, Xu Yuhan only then realized that she seemed to be a little bad.
After thinking about it, although he was a little irritable, he still said, "Before**, it's been more than a year, and I won't return." ”
Qin* thought of what Jiang Xiuyan* said, and said, "Is it because I don't want to give you a stepmother?"
Xu Yuhan stared at her face, which **made Qin* inexplicably a little empty, and he couldn't say how suffocating.
He finally *replied to his oppressive **,*swallowed**, "Hmm." It's better to be a *mom. ”
Qin* was silent, Xu Yuhan rubbed her head inexplicably, and then walked to the cabinet, "*Xiaohui*, just get off *talk* me." If I don't go, they can *come* me. *There are* people, just a few friends*. ”
Is he relieving her? emphasizing that there are *people, is he afraid of her*vinegar?
**, who was still a little depressed just now, *Yi got better again, Qin* pursed the corners of his mouth and muttered, "Go*, I'm *burdening* something." ”
Xu Yuhan glanced at her*, "Go look in the mirror*." ”
"Huh?"
He scoffed, "It's all on my face." ”
Qin's *face*, now that she has been *seen, she is *broken*broken*, although she is not his *friend*, but now she is *living together, right? was *ridiculed by him.,It's better than yourself*.]
"Why don't you go down to meet someone*, she was quite disappointed when she left*. ”
Xu Yuhan smacked ***, turned his head to look at her, *frowned, and seemed to smile*smile, "*Go down to see her, I see that you* are more disappointed." ”
"I think she's pretty good, and I've heard you've all been married before. Didn't your son's mother pass away? Actually, your stepmother is also *what's the matter*? As long as the person is good, it is good, and it is necessary to be because of the points. ”
Hearing this, how can it be like persuading him to *Wu*Chanfu*. She just wanted to complain about 'because she didn't want to give her mother's deceased stepmother and follow her ***'.
Xu Yuhan's face sank*, and *Ben's face, which was still *smiling*, was instantly dark*, and it was a little scary.
Qin * bit his lip, always felt as if he had said the wrong thing, lowered his head, and then the ** in front of him was covered by **.
She raised her head and met his close eyes, with a pair of dark eyes, "Stepmother*off*?"
"I just...... I just ......" Qin * was a little panicked, ** thought of *raw borrowing* in ****, she *** looked at him***, "I just *hurt you to take ** alone, it's not easy." If ***'s * mom is still there, it must be * mom is better. But isn't she *dead?"
"Who said she died?" Xu Yuhan* clenched his fists and gritted his teeth, "This kind of *** person is a stench for 10,000 years!"
"Huh?"
Qin**Ruomu*.
I heard ** people say that his son's *sheng* died of illness, so Xu Yuhan brought ** back. Is it difficult for him to lied to someone, does he think that his birth is not good, or something else, *** marrying him?
One is still the first *** to him, and the other is a *sheng*, Qin * suddenly felt a little sad, and felt that his feeling * road was even more difficult than he imagined.
Since she was born, why can't she be allowed to start freely?
When Qin *came out*, Xu Yuhan had *let go* her.
He was not good, and because of Qin's words, he was completely irritable.
I took the lining*, *pants, *and threw them on the bed, and then *on the side of the bed** and *started to wear**.
Qin ** returned to *Xu, definitely*, and saw him throw the bath towel aside, and then *fingered* got up the *** next to the bed.