The male god pretends to be deep, 100 misses

Chapter 163 172: Amazing, Wuli Qianqian [4]

"I asked my aunt to bring milk. If you don't drink it, I'll feed it to you."

After finishing speaking, he didn't give Song Qianqian any chance to refute, and walked away.

"You..." Song Qianqian looked at his back as he slammed the door and left from behind. She swallowed all the words she had prepared in her heart, but in exchange she was so angry that she bit her lip and slammed her hands heavily on the ground. edge of the bed.

The force was so great that even the wooden decorations on the table were shaken to the floor.

She raised her blood-red eye sockets, her hair hung down her cheeks, and she stared at the closed door, wanting to slam her head on it to death for a moment.

As long as you crash to death, you may not have such a painful choice again.Maybe if she died, it would all be over.

But I didn't expect that the serial plan I came up with, with a hundred secrets, she was pregnant, and it would even make me feel reluctant now.

What a failure, she would be reluctant.As long as she thinks of leaving, hurting, betrayal, and the truth, she will be reluctant, reluctant to lose his kindness to her.

Perhaps, people, sometimes enjoying too much for nothing, will really become greedy.

For a long time, she curled herself up and buried her face in the pillow.

He affectionately called her Yue'er, and when he was at his climax, he would put his arms around her and call her by her unknown nickname.

But he doesn't understand, what he cares about, what he cares about, what he loves, that girl named Yue'er, that girl named Song Qianyue, died 20 years ago, on that dark rainy night, on the In the time when the ground was covered in blood and the world collapsed.

For the humble ones, all that remains is the most stingy, the only ray of light after the blue police car arrives.
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Afternoon sunshine afternoon tea shop:
After Qi Ranran took a big sip of jasmine tea, she put down the teacup, and then said to Song Manxi, who was facing her, "Manxi, you have been back in Jiangcheng for a month, and you didn't even tell us when you asked for leave. I foolishly wanted to report the crime, and asked Xiaoya to use Tarot cards to see if you had any accidents. Fortunately, I was stopped, so as not to die of embarrassment."

She complained, and Song Manxi listened while typing.

Not long after, she put down the cell phone she was chatting with, took a napkin to wipe her hands, and joked with a smile: "Oh, didn't you really disbelieve in Xiaoya's divination before? You kept saying she was talking nonsense. Could it be that I Greatness, there is a kind of magical power that makes you lose your mind or your IQ drop without me?"

"Nonsense, I'm just... Xiaoya's idea." Yu Ya gave her a terrified meal as she misfortune.

"Xiaoya, it hurts." Qi Ranran complained, covering her head.

"It's you who are talking nonsense. If you care about Manxi, you care about it. You dare not admit it. You have also learned to kill with a knife. Are you beggar-thy-neighbor?"

Song Manxi, who was amused by the two of them, looked at them with her jaw propped up.

There is an illusion, as if the last time I saw such a comfortable life, it has been a long, long time ago.

They quarreled for a while before they stopped, and Song Manxi spoke: "Actually, in the past month, I really have something to do. I was in a hurry when I left, and I didn't have time to say a word to you. Fortunately, I also sent a final paper to the professor. , save a lot of trouble.

It's just that if I go back after school starts, the internship and various other things will really keep me busy. "

The word "internship" directly crashed into her heart, and she later realized that after all, she still had to go back, to Jun's, to brother Jun Xiao's company.

It's such a pain in the ass every day.

　Arsenic:
　　
　
(End of this chapter)