honey love diamond cold wife

In the past, Chu Yilun dispatched helicopters for her sake, and she asked Chu Yilun more than once not to expose her to the public, she was really not used to it.

But Chu Yilun would always smile and say to her, you are my Chu Yilun's woman, you have to get used to being surrounded by stars wherever you go...

But now, how ridiculous, she has become someone else's mistress, and this person also likes to tell her at every turn, you are my Yesilo's woman, so what. ． ． ． ． ．

Chu Yilun is gone, she is no one's woman!

Even if the body has to be reduced, her heart will always be treasured by her in a place where no one can find it, and no one can steal it!No one wants to covet it!

Along the way, Cheng Liuli's mood sank, letting Yesilo say anything in her ear, her eyes were always downcast and her face was expressionless.

In the end, the helicopter landed back to Leng Yuzhai.

As soon as she returned to the spacious, exquisite, luxurious and quiet Lengyu Residence like a deep palace, Cheng Liuli's mood became even more depressed, and even her usually bright eyes were stained with sadness.

After getting off the helicopter, an extended Lincoln stopped in front of us.

Because there was still some distance from the main building of Leng Yu's house, Cheng Liuli didn't think much, and got into the car mechanically.

The long eyelashes half-hid the misty eyes, allowing Lincoln to bring himself into the suffocating canary cage again.

However, Lincoln kept driving, until Cheng Liuli raised his head when there was an unusual noise in his ears, only then did he see that Lincoln had left Lengyu's house and came to the bustling street market.

It may be Saturday, and there are extraordinarily many pedestrians on the street.

It was a rare good weather, the sky was so clear that it was almost transparent, and the sun was so bright and bright that it is rare in winter. Although the weather was cold and the breath was foggy, it did not affect the good mood of the people all over the street at all.

The snowball-like dog, with its short legs, jingled after its master, with its pink tongue sticking out, it was so cute.

The huge billboards are shining brightly, and several bright red balloons are scrambling to escape from the hands of the children into the blue sky.

Groups of girls are laughing and jokingly strolling down the street. Their laughter is as clear and lovely as silver bells. They are dressed in brightly colored bottoms and long high boots. Their slender legs look like tiny the foal. ． ． ． ． ．

A pair of whispering sweethearts wear a long couple scarf together, the boy is holding a cup of steaming bubble tea, but the girl is holding an ice cream with white mist.

Seeing the girl gasping for air from being iced, the boy handed his milk tea to the girl with a smile on his eyes. ． ． ． ． ．

The handsome uncle roamed the streets alone, with melancholy eyes and green stubble.

The busy traffic on the street seems to be just a moving background, and he has his hands in his pockets, like a plane model walking in Milan Fashion Week, a kind of lonely handsome, making people guess whether he has just suffered a lovelorn. ． ． ． ． ．

The silver-haired grandma with gold-rimmed glasses and meticulously painted lipstick is holding a golden fashion bag in one hand, and the other is supporting her thin but straight-backed wife, a beautiful sunset red picture. ． ． ． ． ．

There were many people in the car, and Lincoln was driving very slowly. Cheng Liuli turned his head and watched the people coming and going outside the car window intently.