"We are not suitable to tell the truth. Even I don't know how I feel about you. I can't talk about love or hate. But some things happen and it's impossible to erase them like chalk. Do you know, over the years, I'm
I will never forget the cold and decisive look you left five years ago and all the pain you gave me.”
"I will compensate you mother and son" at the end, he added: "I will be responsible for the rest of your life."
Just a few words, it seems to have all his
"But I don't need it!" Meng Xinran's emotions were a little excited, unlike the bright sunshine of usual. At this moment, her expression was extremely serious: "Further, you can accept me, Xiao Mo, what about my brother? Can you?
Have you endured a person who was ignorant and caused trouble all day long and hurt your sister become your family?"
"If you cut off your relationship with him, I will give him a lot of money to ensure that he has no worries about food and clothing in the future."
"He is not a kitten or a dog, he is a living person, flesh and blood, and is my brother. I have no choice. Even if he is a mess, I can't let go." Meng Xinran looked at the dazzling Ni outside the window.
The rainbow, the gorgeous lights intertwined on her body, the charming girl is like a beautiful and mourning girl
Ling Yejun's face was tense and he rubbed his eyebrows: "What if I say, what can I do?"
This is his biggest concession
As if she had used all her strength, she calmed her expression: "Forget it, why bother yourself? You don't want to be a woman you want. It's just to be fresh. If you're tired of playing, give it up. People like you are the best.
Isn’t it just a woman playing with cars?”
Ling Ye was furious, pulled her body and said, "You just miss me that way?"
Meng Xinran met his gaze and said word by word: "I want it, you give it, no, get up."
"Okay, very good, very good!" Ling Ye said three good words in a row, and opened the bathroom door in a mess, letting the cold water pour over his body, punching the bathroom heater's glass, with a sharp killing
The spirit of slash
His sincerity was trampled under the feet of that woman
He made a decision silently in his heart, it seemed that it was unnecessary
If so, the warmer the thing is, the less he can't catch it
Meng Xinran was startled by the sound in the bathroom, put on her skirt casually, and hurriedly ran in. She saw a scarlet red color. The man's suit was soaked and his black hair was blocked by the water.
She was always sharp and deep eyes, and she couldn't figure out his expression. Her eyes fell on his clenched fist. The blood beads that kept dripping like stretched lines, washed by water to the drain, slowly flowing through his shiny
leather shoes
"Ling Ye!" She screamed, holding his shaky body, touching the hot and seductive skin like a ball, and was so scared that she was so scared that she was so scared that she was so scared that she was so hot that she could not help but feel like a fireball.
It turned out that his fever did not go away at all!
"Get out!" Ling Ye pushed her away roughly, walked out staggeringly, took off his clothes, and fell on him, never looking at her, coldly as if the coldest night in winter, as if in the air
Warm was drained a little bit
Meng Xinran suddenly felt so cold that she couldn't tell whether it was her body or heart. She shrank, looked at his closed eyes, hid secretly in the bathroom, and called the castle's landline.
"Hey, who is it?" The soft and soft voice of the child came from the other end of the phone.