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"Sour Grapes" copywriting:

When Lin Jia first saw Liang Jingwu, the sofa was filled with smoke, and the man was sitting in the pile of women, and his ruffian eyes glanced at him carelessly, and then looked away with interest.

She vows to take his sour grape, but in the end she asks for it.

In countless sweaty nights, sleepless moments, she was forcefully fished back by Mr. Liang, and asked her in a dumb voice, "Do you like me or my nephew?" ”

Chapter 1 Sample:

When Liang Jingwu was about to go the last time, it was on the hot sofa.

She couldn't see his face, only felt the man's cold ring, crushing against her waist again and again.

It hurts extraordinarily.

Lin Jia couldn't help but dodge for a while, but was dragged back by the man again, "Concentrate." ”

When he bit her, it was hard and painful.

The moment Lin Jia lowered her head, she saw that her snow-white wrist was pressed out of the crimson mark, and when she was distracted, Liang Jingwu's palm suddenly reached over and pasted the old scar on her abdomen that had followed her for several years, "How did the scar come about?" ”

The fog was thick in the middle of the night, and Lin Jia's warm hand was on his palm, trying to interlock his fingers, but the man avoided him.

She looked back casually, her eyebrows curved, her eyes were clear, and she had an unconscious charm.

"Brother Liang feels sorry for me?"

Her voice is very hoarse, with a rustle of honey when she is deliberately coquettish.

In this moment of hot and water, she knew that she was extremely beautiful, and she unabashedly showed her beauty to the man in front of her.

But Liang Jingwu's eyes were always very light, so faint that it seemed that the person who was crazy with her just now was not him, his palm let go of her, and his tone was sarcastic, "Don't call everyone brother, I'm dirty." ”

As soon as he finished speaking, he jerked her go.

Lin Jia had no support point, his body fell softly, and his snow-white knees slammed against the porcelain white floor tiles.

She was in a lot of pain, he didn't help him, and he didn't even raise his eyebrows.

Linga's long thin fingers gently tucked his long jet-black hair back and looked at the man smoking on the couch.

Liang Jingwu didn't like to tie it tightly in a bathrobe, his neckline was wide open, loosely revealing the looming black lock tattoo at his groin, and there were very shallow beads of sweat falling from the position of the lock all the way to the most primitive area on his body.

He was full of desire and Gu, and his Adam's apple moved slightly when he smoked, like a demon in hell.

Hook people's souls and ask for people's lives.

Linga waited for him to finish smoking the cigarette before he spoke slowly, "I'm pregnant." ”

Liang Jingwu lit a cigarette, and Yingting's eyebrows sank deeper and deeper in the lights in front of him, but his expression became more obscure.

He seemed to be thinking, and he didn't seem to care if she was pregnant or not.

Three seconds later, the man spat out a sentence in his throat, "Didn't take medicine last time?" ”

Linga got up from the ground and didn't reply to his words, but only asked, "Do you want to keep your seed?" ”

The night was silent, and suddenly it began to pour rain, and lightning whistled by, illuminating her cold face and illuminating her bare skin in the air.

That was the mark that Liang Jingwu left on her when she was emotional.

Linga waited quietly for the man in front of him to speak.

Liang Jingwu bit his cigarette, and the lighter clicked to emit fire, "How do you explain to my nephew." ”

Lin Jia's eyes flickered, and the memories of that crazy night came back to her mind again, she bit her lip, abandoned the image of the beauty he was, and scolded, "Scum, run away when you're done." ”

Liang Jingwu extinguished the cigarette, as if he was a little interested in her dirty words, he smiled, and the evil in his bones was unconcealed in front of her.

He asked her, "Are you upset?" ”

Linga paused for breath and fell silent.

In all fairness, Liang Jingwu is rich, beautiful and well-built, and he is the best among men.

At first glance, the appearance looks quite noble, but if you look closely, there is a wildness and barbarism between the eyebrows and eyes.

It's also enough to feel in bed.

Occasionally, being like a ruffian and hooligan can also make a woman unforgettable.

After the affair, Lin Jia's lips were extraordinarily rosy, she stared at Liang Jingwu, and said word by word, "I will marry Liang Kun." ”

Liang Jingwu didn't light the third cigarette, he had the principle of not having more than three things, so he bit the cigarette and began to change clothes.

Linga stared at his naked, slightly agitated back, still quietly waiting for him to reply.

Liang Jingwu seemed to be impatient, he turned his back to her and called her Lin Jia in a low voice.

He bit her name, Linga's heart fluctuated inexplicably, and she still stared at him, not speaking.

Liang Jingwu spoke slowly, "Don't trouble me. ”

Linga didn't give up, "Who am I?" ”

Liang Jingwu got dressed and turned sideways.

He seemed to frown.

Linga waited patiently for him to speak, and the next second, a rapid mobile phone rang suddenly.

Liang Jingwu didn't avoid her and answered it.

It was a woman's cry.

Delicate.

She called him Brother Liang.