017 My son exercised his rights
Geng Yirou's trembling movements did not escape Ning Junsheng's eyes. He whispered in concern, "Are you cold?" β
"No...... It's just that the body is a little uncomfortable. Geng Yirou didn't dare to meet his gentle gaze of concern, she was afraid that one day such a gaze would carry murderous hatred.
The secret that pressed in her heart pressed on her heart like a mountain, which made her breathless, and she couldn't face her husband Ning Junsheng and the innocent Lan Ting. She was afraid that this paper would not be able to contain the fire after all, and it would burn her to ashes.
Her face was very pale, one hand grabbed the clothes on her chest, her breathing was light, and she didn't dare to make a big move.
"Then we'll eat and go to the hospital." Ning Junsheng saw that her complexion was very bad, so he built yì.
"It's okay, maybe I'm hungry." Geng Yirou shook her head.
"You've always been in poor health, so don't be careless." Ning Junsheng insisted.
At this time, the food just came up, and Ning Junsheng beckoned everyone: "Hurry up and eat, everyone is hungry." β
In this meal, except for Tan Xiyue and Fu Xiangwan, who had no thoughts, they ate very happily, while Ning Junsheng, Geng Yirou and Lan Ting each had their own heartaches, and the delicious food in their mouths lost their original taste. Something will always cut their fragile nerves.
In the end, this lunch was paid by Tan Xiyue, after all, he was a regular guest here, and Ning Junsheng was a guest and a junior, so it was naturally for him to treat. After the meal, everyone dispersed.
Tan Xiyue returned to the company, Fu Xiangwan and Lan Ting took Diandian home, and Ning Junsheng took Geng Yirou to prepare to go to the hospital.
"Ah Sheng, I'm already fine, I don't have to go to the hospital. I'm a little sleepy, let's go back and rest. Geng Yirou knew that she was not sick, but that the psychological pressure was too great. This will not face Lan Ting, I feel much more relaxed, and I can gasp for breath.
"Alright, let's go back." Ning Junsheng saw that her face was a little more ruddy than just now, but she still had some peace of mind, "It's really okay?" β
"Really, I won't lie to you." Geng Yi smiled softly, and she knew that she was the biggest liar, who had deceived Ning Junsheng for more than twenty years. And this scam has to be maintained as hard as possible, which is really hard. She was afraid that she would not be able to stand such high pressure one day, and she was afraid that she would collapse.
Ning Junsheng saw her repeatedly reassuring that they had returned to Fang's house, and Geng Yirou went upstairs. He poured her a glass of milk, brought it upstairs, and handed it to Geng Yirou who was sitting on the sofa: "Drink a glass of milk." β
Geng Yirou felt a warmth in her heart, and Ning Junsheng cared so much about herself. And she did something to hurt him. She reached out and took the milk cup and held it in her hand: "Ah Sheng, when are we going home?" β
"Xiaorou, before I came, I didn't tell you that my master is old, and he wants me to work here and succeed to the position of dean. After discussing it with my master, I thought it would be good to change places to work, so I wanted to stay. Ning Junsheng said his thoughts to her, "Don't you also support me to work here?" β
"But I don't think it's as good as I imagined, and after comparing it, I think it's naturally better than the capital." Geng Yirou supported him before she came, because she didn't know that Lan Ting was here, but when she came here, but she saw Lan Ting, she naturally couldn't stay.
Ning Junsheng frowned: "This is the first time the master has begged me, I don't want to disappoint him and disappoint him." β
"But what about me? Ah Sheng, I am your wife, have you ever considered me, my work is in the capital, you want to stay here, do we have to live separately? Are you so willing to leave me behind? Geng Yirou's fingers tightening the cup tightened, and Chu Chu looked at him pitifully, hoping that he would change his mind. I hope he can return to the capital with her, away from right and wrong here, and even more so away from Lan Ting, it is really dangerous.
Ning Junsheng looked at her frowning moth eyebrows, weak and sad like willow branches in the wind: "Xiao Rou, how can I go back on my word." You can transfer your job here, it is not difficult to find a job at the conservatory here with your qualifications, and if you don't want to work anymore, I can support you. You don't have to work so hard. I still need you to support the family, and if it's really boring, you can just have a concert once in a while. β
Ning Junsheng has also made up her mind to stay here, firstly, she was entrusted by her master and didn't want her master to be disappointed, secondly, she couldn't deny that she had seen Lan Ting again, and he wanted to get close to her. But I just want to care about her as a friend. After all, he was married now, and she had a family, and their identities never allowed them to get closer to each other. He also knows how to keep his distance. Third, Fu Xiangwan's allergy to peanuts made him a little uneasy, as if something was blooming in his heart, and something was breaking through the ground.
Geng Yirou bit her lip, she knew that Ning Junsheng just didn't want to leave here. Her fingers pinched the bottom of the couch. Could it be that she really misses Lan Ting? Her heart was so tired and aching.
"Junsheng, the capital is our home, let's go home. And Dad's health is not good, don't you just want to be closer to Dad to take care of him when you return to China? How to take care of him here? Ah Sheng, shall we go home? Geng Yirou held his hand and shook it, her voice coquettish.
"Dad still has a big brother to take care of him, and it's only a two-hour plane ride from the capital, not far away. Xiaorou, the air here is fresher than the capital, and it is one of the most suitable cities for people to live in. Staying here is also good for your body. Ning Junsheng sat down, took her hand, and said earnestly, "Xiaorou, didn't you say you didn't want to stay in the capital before?" Now we don't live in the capital either. β
Geng Yirou bit her lip tightly, she didn't want to stay in the country in the past because she didn't want to see the person who took away her innocence and ruined her happiness, and at that time she wanted to escape from here. And now Lan Ting, who is more threatening to her, has appeared, and when she compares it, she feels that that person's harm to her is nothing. What she was afraid of was that Lan Ting would take Ning Junsheng away from her, would that make her even more painful. In this way, she would rather go back to the capital to live, at least there is her eldest brother who can help her.
"We've been away from the country for too long, we've been away from my brother for too long, and I think about it and think I'm still with them." Geng Yirou insisted, a little anxious, "Ah Sheng, it's not good to accompany me back." If you don't want to talk to Elder Fang, then let me say it, saying that I don't want you to stay here at this time, too far away from your family. Your father is not in good health, and we want to stay in the capital to take care of him, okay? β
Ning Junsheng heard her say this, his face was a little gloomy and unhappy: "Xiaorou, how could you say this to my master, if it weren't for his former cultivation, I wouldn't have today's achievements." This is my time to repay him, in fact, in my heart, my master is more worthy of my respect than my father. I think you should understand. β
Which man born in a wealthy family does not have a little romance, and this is what Ning Junsheng can't accept, because his mother has been wronged. I still live in pain.
"Ah Sheng, but he is your biological father after all. You can't give up on him. Geng Yi was nervous.
"If I had really given up on him, then I wouldn't have returned to China. I just want to put a little distance between each other. If you get too close, you will be disliked. Ning Junsheng pulled his lips and smiled bitterly, "Xiaorou, I will stay here, I will be very happy if you want to stay." If you are going back to the capital, I will respect you as well. It's up to you. β
"Ah Sheng, you obviously know that I can't give up on you, you are forcing me." Geng Yirou looked at the glass of milk that had cooled, as if his love for her had begun to get colder?
"I just hope you'll respect my decision." Ning Junsheng was still kind to her, "And I am respecting you." β
"Ah Sheng, if I had known that this was the result, it would have been better not to return to China. Your attitude towards me has changed this time, and you no longer cherish me as much as before, Ah Sheng, why is that? Tears flowed from the corners of Geng Yirou's beautiful eyes, "Ah Sheng, you can't do this to me." β
Ning Junsheng felt that she had a headache, and she couldn't listen to his explanation: "Xiaorou, your current love is very excited, you don't understand what I said well, let's not talk about this matter anymore." You'd better have a good rest. I'll leave first, so that you can be quiet. β
Ning Junsheng got up and was about to leave, but Geng Yirou stepped forward and hugged him from behind, wrapped her arms tightly around his sturdy waist, and pressed her face against her back: "Ah Sheng, don't go, don't leave me, I can't leave you." β
Her constant tears soaked his back and stained the fabric of his clothes. She was afraid that he would walk out of his life, she was afraid. She didn't want that to happen in 10,000.
"I'm just going to the hospital, you better rest." Ning Junsheng tore away her hands that were clasped in front of his waist.
Geng Yirou looked at his back, and her heart ached: "Ah Sheng......"
Then she fell unsteadily on the carpet with a dull "thud". Ning Junsheng turned around and saw Geng Yirou fainting on the ground. I had to turn around, pick her up and go downstairs, and take her to the hospital.
After being diagnosed by the doctor, he was sent to the ward, which also alarmed Fang Qinggong, and he also hurried to the ward. Ning Junsheng was asking the doctor what was going on.
Mrs. Ning's feelings were anxious, her heart was overstressed, and she was stimulated, so she fainted in a hurry. This medicine is an auxiliary, as long as it can dissolve the stasis in Mrs. Ning's heart, she can really feel relieved. The doctor looked at the medical book in his hand, "If Mr. Ning has time, it is a good medicine to spend more time with Mrs. Ning." β
"I see." Ning Junsheng thought that he must have made her angry.
Fang Qinggong breathed a sigh of relief: "Jun Sheng, if you are fine, you can accompany Yirou more, after all, you have no children, you are all his expectations and sustenance." β
"Master, I understand." Ning Junsheng also regretted that he might have spoken too heavily and did something wrong, which made Geng Yirou feel wronged.
In the evening, when Tan Xiyue returned home, he learned that Wei Yirou had been admitted to the hospital, so he called Ning Junsheng to ask about Geng Yirou's condition, and then the two hung up after a few words.
Tan Xiyue took the mobile phone into the bedroom from the floor-to-ceiling window, closed the door, and put the mobile phone on the coffee table casually. Fu Xiangwan was sitting on the sofa holding her son. She held the red and yellow handbell and shook it, making a crisp and pleasant sound, attracting a little attention. His mouth was furrowed, and he made a lovely "babbling" sound, and his face was happy.
"Come, son, let Daddy hug me." Tan Xiyue reached out to take the dots in Fu Xiangwan's arms, "My cousin is hospitalized." We'll go check tomorrow, it's too late today. β
"Hmm." Fu Xiangwan folded the small clothes in his hand, his expression was fixed thinking about things, and the movements in his hands also paused, "Xiyue, when I met my cousin at noon today, I thought my mother's expression was weird. β
"Are you overthinking?" Tan Xiyue kissed his son.
"My mom didn't even look at my cousin, it's really weird, and my mom seems to be eager to stay away, that's called ...... Disgust, yes, is an expression of disgust. Fu Xiangwan thought back to what happened when he met Ning Junsheng at noon today, and his mother's was a little abnormal anyway, "My mother and cousin don't know each other, how can they be disgusted with him?" β
"Are you mistaken, you gave birth to a child, plus a little sick, maybe you are a little sensitive to things." Tan Xiyue enlightened her, "You also said that they know each other, how can this be the case." Come, little baby, look at your mother's cranky thoughts, you tell her that it's okay to think too much about daddy and baby. β
Fu Xiangwan raised three black ...... on his forehead
The little one's eyes were dark, and he stared straight at his father. He teased him, "Look at it so carefully, are you saying that Dad is handsome?" β
Fu Xiangwan heard this and chuckled: "Is there a father like you who put gold on his face?" β
"Babble......" the son uttered as if in agreement.
Fu Xiangwan was even more happy: "You can agree with my statement if you look at it." No, no, baby. β
"I'm talking about this thing, how can I put gold on my face." Tan Xiyue looked at his son and corrected Fu Xiangwan's statement, "Son, don't listen to your mother, she is talking nonsense." β
Fu Xiangwan put down his hand and shook Ling: "I'm too lazy to bother with you." β
Tan Xiyue doesn't care about his wife's words, and now teasing his son every day has become a compulsory course for him, which also shows that he is a good father in China: "Order, come, call Dad." β
"He's only been two months, and you're going to let him call you Daddy?" Fu Xiangwan laughed at his stupidity, such a wise man with a child looks particularly childish, different from Yan SΓΉ Lengrui who usually has superiors, "Do you think he is a prodigy?" β
"How long will it take for him to call someone?" Tan Xiyue raised his eyes and looked at Fu Xiangwan, "Now I will educate and speak early." β
"If you are early, you can call your parents in 8 or 9 months, and if you are late, you will be about 1 and a half years old, or later, depending on whether the child speaks early or late, which has nothing to do with intelligence." Fu Xiangwan thought for a while and explained to Tan Xiyue, "Anyway, he can call when he can speak." But it's also good to talk to him more every day. β
"Come, son. Call Dad--Dad--" Tan Xiyue lip-synced to the little dots, trying for the little guy to see how he pronounced it.
Xiao Dian cried out with a flat mouth, which was full of anger: "Wow--wow--"
He made a loud sound, which confused Tan Xiyue: "Son, if you don't scream, you won't scream, why are you still crying?" Are you so reluctant to call me Daddy? β
"You may have scared him." Fu Xiang hugged his son from Tan Xiyue's hand before the evening, coaxing, "Dot, mom hug, don't cry, dad, he's just a little anxious, and we adults don't care about him...... Good ......"
But the young man still closed his eyes and cried with his mouth open, and then his face rubbed against Fu Xiangwan's chest, and then Fu Xiangwan finally understood that he smelled the milk on his body, so he drilled into his arms and wanted to eat milk: "It's a little bit hungry." β
"Then feed him quickly, the child is most afraid of hunger." Tan Xiyue's gaze fell on Fu Xiangwan's chest along his son's.
Fu Xiangwan was wearing white pajamas, no underwear in the shower, and because he gave birth to a child, his bust was a little plump, which made people's hearts beat a little faster and his throat was dry.
Fu Xiangwan looked at Tan Xiyue, his face was calm, but her face flushed: "What do you see?" β
"My son can touch it, and he has exercised my rights, can't I see it?" Tan Xiyue smiled a little ruffianly, but he was still so elegant, "With a son, you will favor one over the other." β
"What nonsense? A father fights with his son, does he still have the cheeks? Fu Xiangwan went to the side of the bed with a little bit, sat inside, turned his back to Tan Xiyue, and then lifted his clothes, so that he could find food better, instinctively opened his small mouth and held it, closed his eyes, "Let's da, da" was very satisfied and drank the sweet milk.
After eating for more than ten minutes, I fell asleep after drinking, and made an even breathing sound. Fu Xiangwan withdrew him from his chest and put down his clothes. Turning his head, he saw Tan Xiyue standing behind him: "He fell asleep." Let me carry him and put him in the crib. β
Fu Xiangwan ignored him, put the dots on the crib by himself, and covered him with a small quilt. His chubby little face still has white milk stains on the corners of his mouth. The eyebrows are thick and shapely, the eyelashes are thick, and they are as delicate as an enamel doll, which makes people love to put it down and kiss it over and over again.
Fu Xiangwan looked at her son, thinking of his suffering, and now he has finally grown up healthily, her heart is full of emotion. His eyes also floated with fine sparkles. Behind him, Tan Xiyue stretched out his arms and hugged her into his arms: "My son looks like this, why are you crying?" β
"I didn't cry." Fu Xiangwan sniffed, in fact, she was happy.
"Obviously crying." Tan Xiyue pulled her over and faced herself, "Are you complaining that I haven't loved you well during this time?" β
"Talking about Xiyue, you always love to talk nonsense." Fu Xiangwan pushed him away, then sat on the edge of the bed, and turned his head away from him.
Tan Xiyue also sat down, stretched out his hand, pinched her chin, and turned her face to face herself: "Dear wife, don't you hear that it is actually me complaining about your neglect of me during this time?" It's been a long time since we've been together like this. β
Tan Xiyue's dark pool was a bright starlight, and a scorching flame burned in her pupils, and this enthusiasm tried in vain to burn her blood. Fu Xiangwan stretched out his hands against his chest, a little shy.
"We slept and we slept." Fu Xiangwan smiled lightly, wanting to get by.
"My son has drunk milk, and my son's father can't be hungry, right? It's really not fair. "With such a good atmosphere today, Tan Xiyue naturally wants to be more intimate with his lover.
"Tan Xiyue, are you still young? Can you be a man and not worry about your own children? He leaned over, and Fu Xiangwan was pressed to the bed by him.
"I'm not talking about my son, I'm talking about my son." Tan Xiyue's fingers caressed her soft waist, and the fingertips were lighting fires everywhere they went, and I have to say that this man is very good at flirting.
Before Fu Xiangwan could say anything, his lips were sealed by the kiss printed by Tan Xiyue, and he kissed deeply lingeringly, wanting to make up for what he had lost these days. His taste was so seductive, and the masculine masculinity of the man surrounded her tightly, making her sink into his tender love network.
The next day, Tan Xiyue and Fu Xiangwan went to the hospital to see Geng Yirou and brought fruits and flowers to visit.
Ning Junsheng looked at it: "It's good that people are here, why do you still pay attention to these." β
"Fruits are eaten well, and flowers purify the air." Tan Xiyue smiled and sat down with Fu Xiangwan, "Cousin is okay?" β
"It's fine." Ning Junsheng glanced at Geng Yirou, "It's good to have me with her." β
Tan Xiyue's mobile phone rang, and then he got up and went outside to answer the phone, for fear that the noise would make Geng Yirou rest. Fu Xiangwan glanced at the door, and she asked the question in her heart: "Uncle Cousin, do you know my mother?" β
As soon as these words came out, even Geng Yirou, who was resting with her eyes closed, opened her eyes and waited quietly for Ning Junsheng's answer with bated breath. The room was quiet, and Geng could hear her heartbeat beating like a drum. With her hands at her side, she couldn't help but tighten the quilt and grab out the troubled flowers.
Ning Junsheng had a faint expression, and was not shocked by Fu Xiangwan's words. He laughed: "I don't know each other." β
Fu Xiangwan lowered his eyelashes, and Ning Junsheng took a sip: "What's wrong?" β
"Nothing." Fu Xiangwan shook his head, "It's because I'm thinking too much." β
Tan Xiyue called and said that the company had urgent matters to deal with, and Fu Xiangwan didn't stay long, so they left together. Fu Xiangwan wanted to see Xi Jiayu for a long time and wanted to see her.
Tan Xiyue arrived at the company, Fu Xiangwan drove his car away and went to Xi Jiayu's house, after the full moon banquet, Mu Xinyan returned to Tibet with Tan Mingtao, Tan Mingtao's work was there, and Mu Xinyan used to have a restaurant, so that the two could also be together. It's just that Yang and other friends on the side of the Tan family are older, so it's best to come back and have children, and someone here can take care of them.
When Mu Xinyan left, she asked Fu Xiangwan to enlighten Xi Jiayu more, don't drill into the dead end, if you fall out of love and lose your mother, Xi Jiayu will definitely have a bad time to live. That's what worries her.
Fu Xiang arrived at Xi's house late, Xi Jiayu came to open the door and saw that she had bought two large bags of things, one bag was daily necessities, and the other bag was vegetables, meat, fruits and fruits.
"Wanwan, you buy such a thing?" Xi Jiayu stood at the door and looked at him in surprise.
"I see that you rarely go out like this, and if I don't come again, you will run out of food." Fu Xiangwan entered the house and put away the two bags of things. Xi Jiamei came out of the bedroom, "Sister Wan, you are an angel." β
"It's so sweet." Fu Xiangwan put the vegetables and others in the refrigerator in the kitchen.
Xi Jiayu followed, leaning next to the refrigerator and looking at Fu Xiangwan, who put something in the refrigerator: "You don't take care of it?" β
"I can come out for two hours." Fu Xiangwan met her gaze, his eyes were all injured colors, and he lost his moving look in the past, "Jiajia, I can't rest assured that you will be relieved when my heart leaves." Actually, I don't want to speak for Liang Yunfei, but the death of his aunt is not directly related to him, but he has to bear the bitter fruits planted by his parents, which is also unfair to him. Therefore, he is also a victim, and you should not suffer yourself because of love and hatred. If you really can't go on, let go of yourself and don't toss yourself like this. β
"Tonight, I'll let go of the past." Xi Jiayu took her hand, "You and Xin'er can rest assured." β
In fact, she didn't understand that her mother's death had nothing to do with Liang Yunfei, but she couldn't accept the enemy's son, let alone marry Liang Yunfei and call the enemy's parents. Even if you love him, you can't do it. They are destined to be inseparable, and it is impossible for them to walk together after all, so she can see it clearly. I won't toss myself like this again.
"You have to get the previous Xi Jiayu back now. That's your best so we can really rest assured. But I also know it will take time, so keep it up. I believe in you and support you. Fu Xiangwan misses the free and easy Xi Jiayu before, "Love yourself more and be responsible for yourself." β
Xi Jiayu hugged Fu Xiangwan and nodded reassuringly.
Fu Xiangwan left because he wanted to go back to feed a little milk.
After that, Xi Jiayu worked hard to cheer herself up, she couldn't let the people around her worry about her anymore, and she couldn't bury everything she gave because of a love. All along, no matter how busy Feng Yang is, he will take time to come to see her every day and talk to their sisters, but he has never mentioned emotional matters. He respected her very much, and did not have any persecution or disregard for her because of her mother's dying decision. She just took care of her as a friend. She is grateful to have such a man who takes care of her, regardless of lust.
Xi Jiamei went to work in Fengyang's company because of this, and Xi Jiayu disagreed, not wanting others to think that her sister was relying on nepotism and letting others gossip, after all, she had seen those ugliness in the workplace. But Xi Jiamei insisted, saying that she would not say that she knew Feng Yang, nor did she expect a high or low position. And Fengyang also ensures that there is a clear distinction between public and private, so that Xi Jiamei can start from the most basic profession. It just so happened that there was a lack of someone at the company's front desk, which was just right for Xi Jiamei.
Xi Jiamei is beautiful, has a lively and cute personality, and is very diligent in her work, and this little girl naturally makes people feel good.
Feng Yang still came over to sit for a while, and Xi Jiayu poured him a glass of water: "It was not wrong to decide to let Meimei work in my company, her work has been affirmed by several people who are older than me." β
"I thank you for Meimei." Xi Jiayu sat down.
"What makes Meimei popular is her own instinct and ability." Feng Yang affirmed Xi Jiamei, but looked at her, "What about you, how long do you plan to come back to work?" β
"Me?" Xi Jiayu really hasn't thought about it yet, "Actually, I don't want to work yet." β
"You are staying at home every day, wasting your good talent, and you are very lonely when you calm down at home, it is better to go to work in the company, and have colleagues to talk to, and live a happy day. Don't let yourself get moldy. Feng Yang picked up the glass and took a sip of water, "I hope you can be happy." β
"I also have a plan, I want to take this time to go to France to learn makeup, in fact, I'm not afraid of you laughing, I think I can create a makeup brand of my own in the future, easy to use and not expensive, everyone can say good." Xi Jiayu smiled embarrassedly, "Do you think I'm too whimsical?" β
"No, it's naturally a good thing to have a goal to work on, in fact, I have also thought about creating my own domestic brand that can compete with European and American big-name makeup, Yu Qian is also good, you can too." Feng Yang changed his overlapping legs, "Jiayu, I will support you in whatever you do." If you really want to study, I can introduce you to a teacher. β
"Thank you." Xi Jiayu thanked from the bottom of her heart, "I decided to leave in a week." β
"I'll send you there." Feng Yang was very pleased that Xi Jiayu could go out, and a woman like her should fly high.
Xi Jiayu got up early as usual, went to run a circle and came back, and it felt so good that she was sweating. She couldn't get up before, but now she can't sleep.
When she arrived at the door of the unit building, she heard several aunts talking: "I see a black car parked here every day, leaving at six in the morning. β
"Yes, so do I." Someone chimed in.
"The car leaves at twelve o'clock in the evening and six in the morning, are you some thieves or something like that?"
"No, my son said that the car was called Shikamayan, and it was worth more than one million, how could it be a thief."
"A man must not be disguised, perhaps he has stolen it to hide his eyes? Anyway, I can't be careless, I wrote down his license plate number, xx888's car. β
Isn't this license plate number Liang Yunfei's?
When Xi Jiayu heard this, she instinctively turned her head and looked at the open space at the entrance of the unit building, and suddenly could imagine that the car was parked here, and her eyes were a little complicated. She clenched the towel in her hand, lowered her head, and walked over.
After dinner, around ten o'clock, Xi Jiamei looked at the rainy night sky, and it was pitch black. She had been standing in front of the window, holding a cup of hot coffee in her hand.
"Hahaha...... I'm laughing to death......" Xi Jiayumei was watching TV in the living room, eating snacks and laughing wildly.
"Xi Jiamei, it's time for you to go to sleep, you have to go to work tomorrow." Xi Jiayu reminded her sister.
"Sister, Stephen Chow's movie is to watch it and laugh again and again, laughing makes my stomach ache and tears flow. Sister, you should take a look, you won't have a tense face for a day. Xi Jiamei then laughed again.
Xi Jiamei went to sleep, and Xi Jiayu was still alone in the window, she was waiting for the arrival of twelve o'clock. Sure enough, at twelve o'clock, the car appeared on time, and then the door opened, Liang Yun flew out of the car, held up an umbrella in the rain, raised his eyes, and looked at the floor where Xi Jiayu was.
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Recommend my friend Lan Miao's good article "Flash Marriage Husband, Please Be in Moderation"
Lin Ran, an older leftover girl, was embarrassed and forced to marry, and in desperation, she spent a lot of money to recruit her husband.
There must be brave men under the so-called heavy rewards, so they provoke a wealthy and noble son,
I can't get rid of the entanglement, so I break the jar and break it, don't you get married?
Is my sister married?
Who said that wealthy families have true feelings? Does the wealthy have true love?
Full TMD,
The best second mother-in-law, a difficult sister-in-law, and a brother-in-law who is eyeing him,
Nima, as soon as she enters a wealthy family, she is as deep as the sea, and since then she is a relative.
Cinderella marries a wealthy family, not a flying branch becomes a phoenix, but a difficult one becomes a pheasant,
And kissing her husband is like a wolf and a tiger, and she doesn't know what moderation is.
A small battle a day, a big battle in three days, and a role-play once a week, tossing her old arms and legs don't listen to the call,
Sternly refused, he also gave you a bitter affection and threatened: My wife is not afraid that I will find a junior outside?
Rely on it, how can you love it, my sister won't serve, goodbye to you~