Butterfly did not see Bi Lin for a long time, that time I saw him because of Zhuang Yousheng's matter, and he was hospitalized because of this, Bi Lin came once, visited Butterfly, said a few words, and Butterfly sent him away.

The relationship between Butterfly and Bi Lin has never been deep.

Butterfly really likes Bi Lin in his heart, because he is beautiful and handsome, because he has a mixed-race relationship with his mother, his kind of beauty has a kind of white Caucasian taste, which is very unusual.

Every time I have contact with him, although it is not deep, I feel like a spring breeze. This feeling makes the butterfly itself feel as if it is unexpectedly a few years younger. It was like drinking a sip of a clear spring, and the taste was very refreshing, refreshing, rippling with pure pleasure from the bottom of my heart.

So, to be honest, Butterfly really likes Bi Lin. But this kind of liking, no feeling**color, no **, no courtesy, that's all.

Those things about Bi Lin and Chong Ling, Butterfly saw it very early, but she was just pretending to be stupid. Chong Jue's treatment of Bi Lin so differently originally meant something.

Those who can't see through it are because they have blinded themselves, and it is estimated that only Bi Lin, his son and his wife, are the only ones among them.

Even Gao Ruohan once asked about butterflies, and butterflies replied tactfully, although this kind of thing is not a strange story, but it is not a secret history for outsiders.

Don't criticize yourself, this is the principle of butterflies.

Besides, Butterfly is not an eternal defender, and her consciousness is still relatively awake, or more avant-garde.

In this world, what happened to the broken sleeves? As long as two people are happy together, why bother whether it is two men, or a man and a woman?

The butterfly itself is not a broken sleeve, but there is no need to say that it is not acceptable for others to break their sleeves. The freedom to break sleeves is a fact that many countries are gradually beginning to accept.

However, it was said that Bi Lin was going to marry that Chongju, which still surprised the butterfly.

A sip of tea didn't reach the stomach, but splashed all over the ground, and even splashed on Gao Ruohan's thigh, the butterfly hurriedly pulled out a tissue to wipe it, and said with an apologetic smile: Oh, I'm really sorry, it's sprayed on you, are you okay? I was too surprised, though.

Gao Ruohan looked indifferent, watched the butterfly wipe it for a while, and then asked to wipe it with a tissue, and said while wiping: Who said not surprised? I was so surprised that I couldn't sit still at home, and I had to come to you and tell me about it.

Butterfly looked at the remaining half of the tea in the cup, didn't know whether to drink it or forget it, hesitated, Gao Ruohan threw the paper towel into a wastepaper basket next to him, and continued: Things can be dramatic, you really don't know what happened? It wasn't for the anger that Lao Bi came home that day that made me feel terrified, I really didn't know that something like that happened.

Most people have a dark penchant for listening to some strange things. The saint is silent, not thinking, not wanting to, just not showing it.

How could a butterfly, such a mortal fetus, resist such a temptation in Gao Ruohan's words, he couldn't hold it back, so he simply put down the teacup, blinked his big eyes, and asked further: What's wrong? What's going on? A gentlemanly man like Uncle Bi would also make a big move?

Gao Ruohan pursed his mouth and said: Yes, I was startled that day, we have been married for several years, and I have never seen him lose his temper so much. Of course, the tantrum wasn't because of me, or else, hmph, I wouldn't have agreed—and there were, some—