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But ye er said she didn't want to appeal. She also tried to convince him. She said that people should learn to forgive. Only when they forgive can they put it down. Only when they put it down can they avoid pain. We don't care about life. We'll just live a good life in the future.

Wouldn't he know that her crooked reasoning was seen elsewhere? If you change Ouyang Yan, someone who has no feelings for her really hurt her. Ask her to forgive. Even if you cut her in the face, she probably won't do it.

She is a double standard.

A woman like her can't do business at all. She attaches too much importance to friendship and is too easily moved.

In fact, it's good. She values love and righteousness. Don't do big things. It's his luck to be his wife.

Ye Er was wearing an apron and humming in the kitchen. He put his chopsticks into the soup and stained it with water. Then he put them in his mouth and smacked it. He proudly looked at the soup pot and raised a thumb towards it. He could imagine how delicious it was.

Put down the pen, got up, walked over and opened the glass door of the kitchen.

He hugged her from behind her, bent his back, put his head on her shoulder, stretched his neck and smelled the white gas floating on the pot, "wife, it's really fragrant. I'm hungry."

"Stew for another half an hour. We'll have dinner in half an hour. I'll take care of some vegetables and fry them again." Ye'er dragged a big man behind him to the vegetable washing pool. While trimming the spinach, he threw it into the small basin in the pool.

Jiang Zhao put his hand into her clothes, put his thin lips on her neck, and sprinkled a piece of heat, "I'll watch you manage."

On the waist and chest, men's hands sweep everywhere. It's really ~

"Hey, how can I do this? You have to stop and wait outside. "

"You do yours, I do mine. Division of labor. "

"Ah?" Ye Er tilted his head, "division of labor? I'm cooking and you're insulting me. You mean it's division of labor. "

"Don't look back. It's by the window. In case you see it opposite..."

"Ah ~ Jiang Zhao ~" the man's fingers have... His face is extremely red!

Zhou Li ran away from her house. She was engulfed by boundless fear. She always felt that there were people all around, all of whom were holding big scissors to scratch her face. When she went out of the door, she found that the car key was at home, found the slippers she was wearing, and found that she didn't bring any money with her.

But she didn't dare to go back. She was afraid. She was afraid of the house that the man he loved bought her.

There was a woman, the man's original wife, her sister and the man who wanted to kill her.

Zhou Li knew that her face was full of blood. She had to run for her life, but she didn't dare to call the police. She was afraid of things. She was timid. She was afraid that others would say she deserved it. She said that she robbed her husband. She deserved it and was retribution.

Yes, Zhou Yan said many times that she was retribution.

Running out of the community, there are several taxis waiting to carry passengers outside the community, with exciting green lights on the roof.

Zhou Li ran over and opened the door in the back seat.

The driver was surprised to see her running into the car like a ghost. Seeing the wound on her cheek, he quickly asked, "Miss, have you met the gangster? Would you like to call the police? "

Zhou Li's heart beat wildly and frightened, but she finally lied. Her eyes didn't dare to look at the front row. I was shocked and said, "no, I was frightened by the cat just now, hanging on the branch."

"Where is the young lady going?" Although the driver had doubts, he still didn't ask again.

Where are we going? Zhou Li suddenly felt so sad that she didn't know what to do. Where did she go?

South - home she did not dare to go back. There was no yuan Shichang and no dependence. She didn't know where to go.

Suddenly found himself helpless.

At that time, she always felt that as long as she stayed with Yuan Shichang, she loved him and was willing to give up anything. As long as she could be with him, she didn't care about anything.

Yuan Shichang was very kind to her, obedient, rich clothes and food, and never slighted her.

But now yuan Shichang fell and Zhou Yan wanted to kill her.

Leaving the house and Yuan Shichang, she was shocked that she had nowhere to go!

Ye Er's shadow flickered in her mind, more and more clear.

"Mom, mom, mom, mom."

Those shouts suddenly hit her eardrum like heavy thunder, shaking her almost deaf.

"Miss, where the hell are you going?"

Zhou Lifu was on the back of the seat in the front row, crying like a howl. This was the cry she had never had as a lady. Either pear flowers with rain made people feel pity, or she bit her lips to show dignity.

The skins painted by those demons were pasted on her face. On her body, she was a lady. She was the woman standing next to Yuan Shichang.

Now, she is no longer the woman standing next to Yuan Shichang.

She is now a woman who can't even afford a taxi. If she wants to get off the bus, she can see that her hair in the door is a little messy. When she looks around and is eager to find a woman, Zhou Li suddenly patted the back of the front seat, "master, drive quickly! Residence No. 9! "

"OK, residence 9."

The accelerator blew down and fled the scene safely. Zhou Li frequently looked back at the escape road and felt more and more desolate

Ye'er sat sideways on Jiang Zhao's lap and fed him one mouthful at a time. The long table in the dining room was not small. The two seemed empty, but warm because of the intimate atmosphere.

Give Jiang Zhao two bites and Ye Er one.

Jiang Zhao hugged Ye Er's waist and gently shook his legs. The woman sat on his legs like a cradle.

Jiang Zhao said that he was too tired to eat. He did the work. Ye Er had to be responsible for serving him and filling his stomach. In fact, Ye Er's consciousness had not changed from Jiang Zhao's temperament. He just felt that he was very serious and introverted. Maybe he was too impressed in the past, so he kept his way again and again when he came out bored and coquettish. It was impossible to prevent

Ye'er doesn't have any complaints when she works as a maid. Anyway, he eats everything he picks and puts it in his mouth.

If ye'er deliberately makes his mouth full of oil, he will put his mouth on her face, put oil on her face.

When the doorbell rang, Jiang Zhao had just taken a big bite. Before he could swallow anything in his mouth, he was a little upset. Ye Er said, "I'll open the door."

"Don't go. If we don't go, people won't know we're at home. Don't let anyone disturb us." In fact, Jiang Zhao doesn't like a large family living together. When Yun Hongwei was at home in the past, how could two people be so unscrupulous as now?

With this intimate tenderness, he didn't want to be disturbed anyway.

Ye Er just wanted to answer, but the doorbell rang again, "what if there's something urgent? Stop it. "

"Then you can serve me well at night."

Ye Er certainly knew what Jiang Zhao meant by serving, "OK."

"Go."