Reading this, Ping Yu thought in his heart: Could it be that there is emotion between the two of them?

Look—" I let out a heartfelt laugh, grabbed a handful of snow from the roof of the car, took a step forward, quickly shoved the icy snow into his neck as he had just exited the door, and then turned and ran, not forgetting to lean down, picking up the snow as I went in, twisting it into a ball with both hands, and throwing it at him......

The red scarf fluttering on his red down coat danced with the snowflakes, making him feel like a charming red fox on a white field escaping......

Suddenly, with a "bang", a ball of soft snow bloomed on his head, like a blow to the head, shaking his heart. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

He felt a flame "rise" from his lower abdomen, making his blood surge......

He caught up with me, and I was so tired and nervous that my legs were so happy that I fell to my knees on the snow—

He threw himself on top of me—"

Looking at Artemisia Yanran's description of love, inner experience and sweet aftertaste, how can it not be regarded as a kind of affection?

Strangely, she wants an answer, true or not:

"Just now he said, 'If you don't say: otherwise.' If you are not bitter, maybe you will not be ...... by me

Anyway, you're the only woman I've ever loved in my life, and I'm going to make sure people remember you. ’

I feel like I'm hearing him, but is this the point of my life or death?

Obviously, he wanted to kill me? Why was he so filthy and vicious?

Think about it, how many things I gave up for his needs?

In order to maintain a high degree of consistency with him, I even followed him, confusing black and white, referring to deer as horses, and breaking the law.

Perhaps, in his opinion, to this day, everything is basically in the glamorous place, and it has also created brilliance, but to become a Buddha on the ground and rein in the precipice is simply wishful thinking, right?

If so, it's just a kind of death. He doesn't want to die, he wants to live, and he wants to continue to perform his way of living. If no one comes to stop him, then he will definitely fight more and more bravely and go farther and farther.

So he had to settle my conscience and exhaustion as soon as possible.

I'm going to fix his problem as soon as possible, or at least stop him from moving forward!

Grind it carefully, his planning. If I don't act quickly, I believe he will go first and succeed, so I have to hurry and get ahead of him.

Well, is it really as he wants, after killing me, and then praising me, his mind can be calm and comfortable?

I sneered. I despise it. I still have a proud backbone.

But I could not let him know how much I despised his meanness.

What can I do to keep his plan from succeeding?

The hatred on his face shows that he not only hates his heart, but also has anxiety, fear and hatred in his heart, right?

Did my threats make him so timid?

Just now, that's all I said.

I said I'm almost 40 years old and I'm tired of it and don't want to do boring things anymore and I hope you don't do it anymore or ......

I really saw through it, and I don't want to do all that lawless stuff anymore.

He must have thought of the look in his eyes when he said 'otherwise', and his heart was filled with panic, ferocity, and hatred, and a decisive aura shone through!

Maybe it was then that he suddenly moved with killing intent?

Who is he? Betrayal and blackmail will never and cannot be tolerated......

So what should I do?

I'd better follow Pingwei first, after all, he is the only true love of my life. ”

Pingfu flipped a few more pages and saw these:

"Today, I thought about it a lot.

Subjectively, I worked hard for political achievements, but did the achievements I objectively achieve not benefit the kind, simple, insensitive, and ignorant people? Will they not be grateful to Dade?

I'm the best.

I remember the bouquet of forget-me-not that spring he sent to me, and I was in love with him.

As soon as I received the flowers, I texted him: 'I really love you.

I always feel that I have been walking through consciousness and dreams, being carried by you to glide, and then following you to soar and fly, driving on the top of the peak, with the wind, graceful and free.

Don't you think I'm particularly refreshed right now?'

…… Indeed, as he closed his eyes, he must have remembered my fusturing face in the excitement, and the radiance that appeared throughout my body afterwards?

How perfect I have been for at least half a year?

It never needs to be explained, and it is never entangled in.

The world's superb scenery and beautiful women's scenery naturally made him dare to venture with me again and again, you must know that he had just gained a foothold at that time, and his benevolence was still too sinister, and his soul was too lonely.

Now that he had opened his eyes, why did he look desperately at the empty roofs? Do you want to forget everything, including the purple colors hidden in the sky outside the window?

I believe that in more than forty years of his life, I was the only one who had lit each of his nerve bundles, and caused each nerve bundle to burst into flames, forcing him to shout aloud with my soft singing, and to feel himself entangled with my burning flesh, and at the moment of its rapid collapse, the powerful force tore through his exorcism, and made him tremble, tremble, and tremble again;

Like a strong light, impacting his soul and flying away from his body, our souls rushed in the air, encountered, entangled, twisted into a rope, and digested into a wisp of green smoke......

Could his vicious heart sink at this moment, and does the painful feeling slowly welling up ......?

If I die, will I just be able to watch: he pulls open the door, walks in, and pries open the safe to pull out the ironclad evidence I have gathered?

After tidying up, go out the door, put down the heavy plastic bag, take out the blade, glue and a neatly folded seal from your trouser pocket, scrape off the scraps of seal paper that remain on the door frame and door, and then use glue to put the new seal with the red seal back in place.

Everything is back to the way it was.

I seemed to see his shiny black Mercedes-Benz sedan parked in the shadows by the gate of the bureau in the distance, and he strode towards it, carrying a heavy plastic bag......

Once he destroys the evidence, he'll clean up on me completely.

I can't let him get his way.

So I bore the brunt of the problem by replacing the small safe that had been rationed in the bureau.

I was so happy that a huge safe that could not be easily pushed away or carried away by five or six people could hold all my confidential documents and privacy.

What then? Should I let the Ping Fu clean up the mess for me?

Although I used to see her as a fierce rival, she is still the person I trust the most.

Especially her lovely daughter, Tan Tan, is my future and hope.

Besides, if Pingwei loves her, I love her even more.

Tan Tan is really a little cute child, even if it is our daughter - the only daughter of the Ping family.

Seeing this, Ping Fu thought: What kind of logic? Could it be-

Is it just a kind of love for the house and the feelings of the black?

Suddenly, Ping Yu felt his heart move, and a thought arose: Did the death of Yang Hui, a female college student, be done by Artemisia Yanran? If so, what is the situation?