Qian Yikun looks at the smile on her face. For a moment, he wants to tear the smile on the corner of her mouth. This kind of terrible thought is fast and uncontrollable.

But this kind of cruel to be called the abnormal thought is he will never have, but did not let him have this kind of thought.

If it's not because he loves this woman, he won't believe it this time.

"May I not marry him?" Qian Yikun's forehead is against Murphy's shoulder, and his voice is a little more praying. He is like a child about to lose, praying for the last chance.

Even though he knows that the marriage between Murphy and ye Cong is full of transactions, he still can't persuade himself to accept it.

"Whatever he can help you, I can help you."

Could it be that he was leaning against the wall with a warm approach, and she wanted to raise her hand to hold him back, and finally forced her to stop her action.

Ye Cong can die, but he can't.

So ye Cong can help her, he can't.

"Officer Qian, you're not really in love with me, are you? Your eyes are not good. After all, I -- "before I finish my words, my lips have been blocked by Qian Yikun.

Could it be that her mind was blank for a moment, and she felt normal after reaction. She slightly hooked her lips, put her backhand around Qian Yikun's neck, and accepted his uneasy and desperate kiss.

Behind is a porter of the villa. He touches the handle of the door and then turns the door open. Qian Yikun pushes him in directly. During this period, he never leaves her lips.

In the distance, ye Cong lies on the windowsill and looks at it. Tut tut Tut, the woman who is going to marry him tomorrow is showing an indescribable picture with other men.

Well, this green hat is a little harsh.

Because the unknown tomorrow, never know what is fear, is the first time to know the feeling of fear, and the main reason is because of their men.

The servant room is not big, but there are many places for them to play.

It was not until dawn that the little servant's room was completely quiet.

There is no heating in the servant's room. Qian Yikun tightly wrapped the woman in his arms with his overcoat

Qian Yikun opened his mouth in a low voice, and the kiss in her ear was still burning.

Could it be that the softest part of my heart was filled with this sentence without warning.

Could it be that she suddenly turned around and directly sat on Qian Yikun's body, pressing her hands on his shoulder? In a few hours, it will be her wedding with other men. No matter whether the wedding is true or not, no one knows the ending.

"Qian Yikun, the Murphy you know is different from the real Murphy. She doesn't need your salvation, so find a normal person to get married." Murphy said, directly from Qian Yikun body up, and then took his clothes, without the slightest hiding directly put on.

Qian Yikun sat up, loosely dressed in his windbreaker, looking with a bohemian charm.

After getting dressed, he bent back and pressed his hands on his neck. Then he gave him a kiss on the lip: "Qian Yikun, your Kung Fu is very good, so I don't mind if we continue to be guns."

"Go away ~" Qian Yikun's face turned black.

Murphy giggled, let go of Qian Yikun's neck and put his clothes in order.

Could it be that you dressed up and did what a scum man would do, and left without looking back.

Sunrise Dongshan, today is the beginning of the war!

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