Interstellar Love Story: Young Girl Spirit Hunter

"President Su, we are not suitable."

Hua Canling is helpless.

Su Qihai leaned forward again and leaned towards her, saying:

"What's wrong with me? Why don't you want to marry me?"

It is because you are so kind and the original Lord has low self-esteem that he won't promise you for fear that you will be laughed at by the world.

"Er, well, I haven't divorced yet. This identity is very sensitive. Of course, I can only promise you that if I remarry after divorce, the first person to consider must be you, unless - you don't want me."

Hua Canling thought and said a compromise.

She wanted to help the original owner fulfill her wish, quickly collect the blessing value, and then quickly leave the world, so she wouldn't have any entanglement with Su Qihai.

After all, the person he wants to marry is the original owner, not her alien soul Tasker.

"Well, can I hold your hand?"

Su Qihai smiled and said that the happiness of success was hidden in the moving eyes.

Hua Canling frowned slightly, didn't look at him, but bowed his head, put his hand under the table and politely refused: "I'd better wait until I divorce Cheng Youwei. I don't want to do something unfaithful to marriage. Even if it's just holding hands."

She said it firmly.

In fact, even if the body is the original owner, the feeling of being touched belongs to her own soul.

Even if Su Qihai looks like Yun Zuiyan again, it's not Yun Zuiyan.

Moreover, even Yun Zuiyan knew that he was not a child and would not have too close contact with him.

Because she wants to keep all the touch and intimate actions for Xingyu.

She and Xingyu missed the first life. They didn't want such an Oolong in this life. They saved it hard and were always on the edge of separation.

Su Qihai's eyes were obviously disappointed, but he smiled again and said, "OK, I hope you won't forget the language of today."

Hua Canling said no.

Next, Su Qihai readily signed the equity transfer contract and directly transferred it to Hua Canling.

Hua Canling saw that she paid three times the price, not to mention the shares in her hand, that is, the shares of the whole Cheng enterprise can be easily bought.

It seems that children in poor areas are blessed.

At the moment of receiving the transfer message, she transferred the money. It is a highly reputable charity specializing in helping poor children.

Seeing her movements, Su Qihai picked his eyebrows and said, "you don't feel bad about the 2 billion account."

"On behalf of the children, I thank you for your generosity." Hua Canling smiled indifferently.

In this relaxed moment, her cell phone rang.

"You bitch, where did you die?!"

"Come back quickly and get us food!"

"Smelly woman who can't lay eggs, give you ten minutes. If I don't see you at home in ten minutes, I'll let my brother divorce you!"

"Ah, I'm starving! Sister, where's the woman? Why don't you come back?"

Before Hua Canling could speak, there were all the howls of the two mentally retarded people who got married.

What is it that is not mentally retarded?

A mystery novel, a mystery game, has forgotten who he is.

All day long, clothes are stretched out, meals are opened, which is more ancestral than our ancestors.

Once upon hearing these words, the original owner was so frightened that he hurried to serve the two little ancestors for fear that they would suffer a little injustice.