Sisterinlaw, it’s just that I’m tired of playing things, eldest brother, and you will be angry again. God, most women insist on a pair of rags. Besides, she was satisfied with trying last night, and I cried out for me to hurry up.
Why do you want it now? If you don’t mind, I can certainly satisfy it.
There are so many people who hate me. Who are you?
What? I’ve done it many times anyway, but I’m tired of playing with you now. Get out of here.
No wonder he said such rude words that day. No wonder his tall and straight body didn’t move. Even if she shot him twice, he still kept his pace steady.
The picture is like going back to the warehouse. When she was heartbroken, Chichen kissed her lips with the ruined terrain. It is like embedding her into her own bone marrow. It looks like it is full of sadness.
And she didn’t realize that something was wrong with him at all. The thought of her shooting him twice with a gun hurt An Xia’s heart as much as breaking it.
What, what should be so silly? What is this?
Breathing suddenly stagnated with full chest ripples and bitter. An Xia was deeply grieved and closed his eyes. Tears in the corner of his eyes fell like a burst of water and flowed across the white face, crossed the pale and dry lip, and dripped the delicate clavicle and then disappeared into the collar
Just for a moment, AnXia opened her eyes, took a deep breath, and spat it out again. In the blurred vision, the silhouette was vaguely reflected in her eyes and her body was firmly in front of her.
Seeing that he’s a bad guy, he’s hooked on the lip corner line, but he’s incredibly gentle
An Xia, give me a baby.
Tears once again congealed eyes full forehead blue veins straight protruding AnXia tight eyebrows hold your breath after several incredible lift arm slender fingers tender slowly moved to the carved facial features face corner tears rustling but not stop.
However, when she touched it, as soon as her knuckles passed through his face, her fingertips overflowed, and the figure of the man in front of her gradually became permeable to the breeze, and the figure poured away like quicksand. There was no familiar face in front of her.
Chi Chen
His heart is sluggish. An Xia is in a hurry. He wants to stretch out his hand and grab the passing figure in front of him. The white and slender fingers are instantaneous, and the fist is tight. But only long nails are deeply embedded in the meat, and tears are shining in his eyes. He is anxious to patrol the large cemetery around him. There is nothing but a tombstone root.
Steps suddenly stumble, take a step back, and suddenly there are waves of stinging pain in the lower abdomen. An Xia bends down painfully and covers his lower abdomen with one hand, and the line of sight gradually becomes blurred:
Chapter 127 What do you say we are now?
Thin waist was firmly held by a pair of vigorous and powerful big hands. An Xia fell into a wide and warm embrace, and the familiar smell was confronted with wetness.
An Xia frowned delicate face suddenly pulled to endure the pain, An Xia indifferent stretched out his hand and pushed away his thin body to stumble back a step.
Chishaoqing mind a quiver consciousness took his legs and stretched out his hand to help her eyes suddenly fell a pair of hands An Xia rolled the eyebrows can follow back to avoid him touching himself.
The pain in the lower abdomen is getting worse and worse. An Xia eats pain, clutching his belly and purses his thin lips into a straight line. Her eyebrows are frowning tightly. She clenches her teeth and takes a deep breath. Her forehead is already covered with thick cold sweat mixed with rain, which is already unclear.
Red eyes without looking at the man around An Xia weak clutching his belly staggered his steps, he walked into the Chichen tombstone.
Physical strength slowly sat down along the tombstone, legs bent, and the front half of the chest was next to the tombstone. Anxia curled up with her legs in her arms, her black head hanging down from his photo position, and her eyes were dim with tears, staring at his handsome face deeply.
Lip angle micropick An Xia grinned to meet the needs of closing his eyes, fine eyelashes smudged with glittering and translucent water droplets, and his head gently rubbed against the tablet surface with a shallow smile, and his lips turned white. Happiness was like being held in his arms.
AnXia didn’t look at him all the time, even if it was a corner, he didn’t stop resisting and alienating, 
which was far more boring and killing than noise.
ChiShaoQing cold face back frozen arms and then copy the pants pocket solemnity eyes moment not blink along the tombstone and AnXia body.
Silence is like watching people feel anxious.
When he was at the airport, he was prepared. She might not go with him. After all, Chi Chen died because of him. However, when he was about to go to someone, An Xia came back alone and said he was willing to go with him.
The only requirement is that she see Chichen.
At that moment, he suddenly didn’t understand. She knew it was him. She killed Chichen. Why would she want to go with him?
When he or she comes, he or she will make a scene or slap him by the collar like hitting love rat.
But she didn’t do anything all the way. She sat quietly in the back seat, straightened her back and sat upright, just like a primary school student’s delicate face, and she couldn’t see any emotions at all except paleness.
Until now, even though she sat there in tears, she still dared not cry boldly, and her stubborn appearance was far beyond his expectation.
It’s so quiet and quiet that he feels scared and at a loss. If she makes a scene, he can carry her directly to the imperial city by his heart. However, grief is the most tormenting thing and makes people feel more capable.
A touch of bone erosion hurts, and the corner of the eye, Chi Shaoqing, drops his arms and bones, and pulls them into fists with big palms and sides.
The large cemetery is drizzling, thin and pretty, curled up with eyes closed, not far from her. Chi Shaoqing’s tall and straight body is stretched in the rain, and the picture is like an oil painting when it is fixed in the annual ring.
I don’t know how long it took Chi Shaoqing to feel that something was wrong with the woman in front of her eyes, and her face became paler and whiter. She clung to her legs and her arms gradually loosened, and the whole person was weak.
Heavy eyebrows a fiercely ChiShaoQing calm face across the tombstone tentative shouted.
An Xia
However, the woman sitting on the ground did not move with her eyes closed as if she were asleep.
Eyebrows slightly wrinkled ChiShaoQing bent down with his trouser legs and squatted down. The warm palm just touched her shoulder and sat down, and the body consciousness leaned back.
A pupil lag ChiShaoQing load stretched out his hand and pulled her into his arms cold body like a piece of ice fell into his arms.
Realizing that something was wrong, Chi Shaoqing hurriedly picked her up from the ground. When she sat in a pool of bright red residue, her chest suddenly stagnated. Chi Shaoqing wanted to run out of the cemetery without thinking about it.
Lengjinliang came back from the airport and was full of thoughts to sit on the living room sofa. Finally, An Xia left with Chi Shaoqing. She didn’t know why Bai Anxia made such a choice.
How can she go with him when she knows that Chi Shaoqing killed him?
An Xia loves Chi Chen. No, if you have to find a reason, it’s just a moment. A bold idea pops out of your mind. It’s incredible to stare at her eyes. She shouldn’t be thinking.
thinking about what
Fu Junting was calm and came out of the kitchen with a glass of water. His tall and straight body sat next to her sofa. When his long arm stretched out, he naturally held her in his arms and handed the water to her.
Familiar with the smell, the broad chest is attached to her back through a thin cloth, and she can clearly feel every ups and downs of his heart.
Lengjinliang holds the cup in his hands and relaxes his body and mind. He leans his head in his arms and feels the temperature he brings to her. Lengjinliang took a sip of water and said his worries.
I’m worried that in the summer, she loves Chichen so much. How could she go with Chichen Chishaoqing? You said she didn’t know how Chichen died, so forget it. She already knew the truth. Do you think she would want to?
Later, she dare not say that according to An Xia’s temper, she will definitely come back without mercy. But if she follows her current cold temper, she is afraid that she will take it hard to retaliate against people. There are many ways she doesn’t want her to choose the most stupid way to retaliate against Chi Shaoqing.
Rest assured that ChiShaoQing can keep an eye on her and ChiShaoQing loves An Xia and he won’t let her have an accident.
Well, I want to see her sometime, otherwise I really don’t feel at ease.
Listen to you
Fu Junting echoed her and said that Leng Jinliang wanted to go to the imperial city, but it was selfish. I really don’t trust Anxia. Secondly, she wanted to go to Huo Yin and ask him to help see Fu Yi’s situation. She believed that he would find a way.
Want to pour is also relaxed a lot of Lengjinliang and picked up the glass and drank a few mouthfuls of warm water Fu Junting quietly held her for a while and the two of them hugged each other silently.
Because Fu Yi did not read Fu Jun’s hand, she began to be a little dishonest and deliberately provoked her Lengjinliang to hold the glass and frowned.
Meditation, she found that there are many things that she is not white. Since she came back as Lengjinliang, she was guessed by Fu Junting that she was Su Zi, and after the office shot him, subtle changes took place between them.
Jia Fu Yinian always intends to fix them up, and because of a kidnapping of Leng Jinxi and Xia, they can’t help but get close to each other, so she finally accepted him, but she hasn’t seen what Fu Junting really means to her.
Is it love or is it because she is Fu Yinian’s mother?
Thought of this LengJin cool immediately withdrew from his arms and conveniently put the cup in his hand on the tea table and asked in doubt.
Fu Junting, what do you think we are now?
husband and wife
Fu Junting didn’t want to directly answer to his hands and want to knead her Lengjinliang directly to his chest and mouth to stop his intimacy from narrowing his eyes and said,
You deliberately approached me and let me love you. You avenged Muhao. Five years ago, I was bruised and bruised by you, and I almost lost my life. I should have paid off your debt. Now you have to pay for your electrocution. Do you want to continue to hurt me when you see me alive?
Too many things have been mixed up recently, which makes her forget that there is still this stubble. The most angry thing is that she is actually confused with him.