CEO Daddy,Don't Go Too Far

And this sentence is very similar to another sentence, I love you, just don't like you. I can die with you, but I don't want to live with you any more.

Liangyuan looks at Xiangwan's expression, without the slightest appearance of lying, and knows that Xiangwan is sincere.

"With me, you can live another 30 years."

"I'm forty-three, and it's enough to live to forty-five." Xiangwan stares at the good fortune directly, "you'd better live to eighty-five alone."

Eighty five? Thirty years, a total of 10950 days. Are there few days? A lot, a lot? Not much. But if you go on alone, it's too lonely.

The good luck slightly nods, the tone is firm, "you only live two years, the request is too little, at least must wait until I die together."

Xiangwan laughed, "maybe you will die in the past two years."

"Don't say that. I won't die." Good luck hands ring chest, "I like people at least to live 30 years."

Xiangwan smile slightly cool, "is it?"

"Yes." The sound of good fortune is sonorous and powerful.

Finish saying good luck and sweet Wan at the same time looked to the left side, looking at the man who came out from the corner. The man said with a smile, "good evening, good luck. In the next ten thousand

"The 74 army kid?" Good luck squints.

"Fragrant Wan hands embrace an arm," sink not to live a spirit? "

"Xiangwan, my mother must let me come to see you. I'm a filial child." Wan Jingquan drew out the soft sword and said, "elder Xiangwan, don't worry, I won't let you suffer."

Xiangwan put his hand in his pocket, and his figure rushed out quickly, "kid, your mother is my loser."

"My mother is my loser, too." Wan Jingquan also rushed out.

The cold weapons hit each other with a clang echo. The light of the sword is very bright. For experts, one move can tell the difference. So Xiangwan and wanjingquan used their best.

Soft sword along the left shoulder wipe past, instant blood flow out.

The dagger is also on the other side's shoulder.

The smell of blood irritated both of them. As soon as Xiangwan wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth with his thumb, his lips seemed to be stained with the brightest lipstick.

Wan Jingquan smiles leisurely and raises his soft sword to cut Xiangwan's head.

Xiang Wan bent down, raised his right foot and kicked straight out. The high side kick is aimed at Wan Jingquan's chin.

"No way." Good luck frowned and stood firm.

The crisp sound of bone rubbing started at the same time. This kick hit Wan Jingquan's chin, but wan Jingquan's left hand grabbed Xiangwan's wrist, stretched out his hand and squeezed it hard, then threw it out.

Xiangwan is caught by Liangyuan. "Are you all right?" Good luck asked her.

Xiangwan didn't speak, and her feet were broken. Good luck also saw to come out, holding sweet wan to stand well, "next hand over to me."

Just now, Xiangwan and wanjingquan have gone through at least a hundred moves. The blood is dripping, not only Xiangwan but also wanjingquan.

Wan Jingquan stretched out his hand and rubbed his chin. He said stiffly, "are you the one?"

"Ha ha, kid." Good luck chuckled and rushed out. He will regret being his enemy!

Good luck steps light shake, don't know how to move to Wan Jingquan in front of. He raised his fist and punched Wan Jingquan all the time. Wan Jingquan stepped back a little, but before he could stand still, he took a picture with one hand.

Poof. Blood came out of his mouth, and WAN Jingquan's brain was dizzy.