Mr. Lu, how about divorce today?

Lu bandit has a habit of cleanliness. He doesn't like dirty things. What's more, the ignorant waiter just touched the suit and threw it away instead of the waiter. He is kind enough.

Then, the things about Le Zhao are shaken out. Sheng lightly believes that Le Zhao will be thrown away like this suit by Lu bandits as rubbish!

"When did the palace keep this kind of new people? What else can she do if she can't do the work of serving tea and pouring water well? "

Lu bandit said flatly, and the waiter was fired on the spot.

Sheng gently lips smile more and more happy, as if has seen Le Zhao next miserable end: "Le Zhao ah, in foreign bath center to sell strength life.

In the private bathhouse where you can take a bath for a few dollars, you can soak in a pool and share a shower.

What drug abuse, selling, disgusting and shameful things are all in the big space.

Le Zhao made a living there for a whole year. Look at her hands. They're all calluses, right? I don't know how many strangers I've touched... "

If we go on with the following words, it is estimated that the people present will spit it out. Sheng lightly's best friend is very suitable for the scene to do a movement to vomit, "I want to go to the bathroom, too disgusting."

Yue Zhao is a clay statue of Bodhisattva, never said a word.

"She didn't tell you these things, did she?"

Sheng gently went to the silent Le Zhao, "look at you. It's not easy for you to earn a living abroad when you are young. I've set a good school for you, but you are expelled. Without a diploma, you can only live by selling your body. Well, if you listen to me, how can you come to such a state? "

The voice falls to the ground, Sheng gently and suddenly presses Le Zhao's two hands on the table.

No matter how beautiful the back of the hand is, it can't cover the vicissitudes of the palm.

Thick cocoon, full of every knuckle, spread out in the field of vision of Lu bandit.

These hands do not match Le Zhao's tender and white face at all.

Lu bandit thought of the night when he broke Le Zhao's wrist. He also saw the cocoon on the mouth of Le Zhao's tiger. With this, he suspected that Le Zhao was playing with guns all the year round just like himself. He even suspected that Le Zhao was trained to be a weapon. He wanted to lurk around him and wait for a suitable opportunity. He killed him without moving his voice and color.

But now, someone told him that this was the mark left by her hard work.

This delicate beauty face, lightly touched, will leave red marks on the skin, always allergic to the precious body, but in that place for a year?

Lu Fei's eyes moved away without any fluctuation and fell on Le Zhao's face. She was like a fish on the chopping board. She didn't struggle, maybe didn't want to struggle.

Lu Fei didn't admit that the soft feeling of pity came into his heart at this moment. He penetrated into his heart and lungs, became more and more soft, and exerted force on his heart.

I can't breathe.

How big was the picture five years ago? Even today's Le Zhao is only 23 years old.

This is the best age for women, such as the daughter of the Lu family, who is not living like a princess in the ivory tower on campus.

Even ordinary girls are spoiled and loved by their families.

Sheng pays close attention to landing bandit's face lightly, seeing that he doesn't speak all the time is obviously a sign of anger..