Chief, Love for you is wrong

After the Chinese new year, the two little people, according to their status as class students, went to the first grade of the ordinary primary school in Y City. They didn't find any noble primary school for them. It was just a very ordinary primary school. The teachers were not as good as many primary schools in Y City, but for the two children, such a non-special environment was the best.

In addition to the rich people paying more attention to that matter, ordinary people generally read it and won't be impressed. Only when the two children study in such an ordinary environment can they have a normal growth environment.

After Qin Jing left for a long time, Shan Yudong and Yun Xingyue stayed there. After a long time, Shan Yudong opened the invitation card with Phnom Penh and a simple atmosphere. The vigorous and powerful brush words on it came from Wen Jili.

Shan Yudong's slender, round and glossy fingers held the invitation card and raised it in front of the cloud, stars and moon. His voice had a self mocking helplessness, "Tuanzi, the person you love is going to get married, but I, a lovelorn, still have to send the marriage invitation card to others for her. Is there a person who is so forced by me?"

Yun Xingyue's amber eyes darkened. He put the invitation held by Shan Yudong back on the table, raised his slender hand, inserted his five fingers into Shan Yudong's fingers, and raised a thin smile on his pale lips, "and me."

And me? I don't know if you still have me, or if I'm forced like you? Shan Yudong didn't think about it. He shook his hand and looked at the scenery outside for a long time.

For a long time, the clouds, stars and moon opened their voice, a faint, quiet voice. "List, Mu Jing is checking about Qin shaowan. Why don't you stop it? She will ruin their wedding."

Shan Yudong sneered coldly. He looked at the cloud, the stars and the moon. The narrow peach blossom Yun raised his eyebrows, sneered and scoffed, his hands bent slightly, and his fingerbones knocked on the table covered with tablecloth. His voice was light and indifferent.

"Tuanzi, Qin shaowan's story is like Wen Shuang's life experience. It's always there. Whether I say it or not, even if Wen Shuang lived for thousands of years, what she shed in her body is not the blood of her family. That hatred and hatred have always been there. Mu jingcha or not, Qin shaowan's story is irreversible and has always been stuck between Qin Jing and Wen Jili. One day, It will detonate. It's better to know early than late. "

After that, he looked at Yun Xingyue, raised his hand and gently poked him in the forehead with the tip of his index finger. Instead, he pinched his fingertip, and then he snorted and laughed, "once the truth is said, maybe Wen Jili will go away from other countries again for the sake of Qin Jing as he did more than ten years ago? This is a good thing, isn't it?"

The Cloud Star Moon pursed her pale lips, and a pair of slender and elegant eyebrows frowned, "if you smell Ji Li, won't you?"

Shan Yudong stood up on his legs, picked up the wedding invitation on the table and held it in his hand. Looking at the thin pieces of paper, he turned back and smiled at the lips of Yun Xingyue and raised the invitation in his hand. "The words in it are handwritten by Wen Jili. Look how hard and happy it is, isn't it? If he doesn't agree, he will break the happiness himself. What I can do..."

He paused, stretched out his tongue and licked his dry lips. He was enchanted and demonic, raised his narrow peach blossom eyes, glanced at the clouds, stars and moon, smiled at the corners of his mouth, picked up the tip of his eyebrows, but at that moment, he collected the expression of all demons.

"What Shan Yudong can do, at best, is to get a divorce agreement for her, or take her out of China! What can I do?" he laughed at himself and lengthened the voice line. "Is it possible to bring Qin shaowan back from the dead ~ ~?"

Speaking of this, he smiled coldly, his eyes were cold and sharp, "if I had the ability to bring people back from the dead, I wouldn't have even fought for it, and directly gave her to Wen Ji."

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PS: in August, the text thatch was updated with more than 300000 words. For those who said the update was slow or less, thatch didn't know what to explain. September is also the same. It's 10 or more every day. Is it less