Mr.president, you are too gentle

Occasionally, Liu Wenwen will be surprised by these eyes. She always feels that all her dirty thoughts have nothing to hide here.

Liu Wenwen's eyes flickered under her sunglasses. It seemed that she thought of something. The corners of her mouth gently raised, which was a very cold smile. After that, he went forward and didn't go to the co pilot's position. Instead, he opened the back door and sat straight in.

I felt the shadow falling around me, and my summer eyebrows inadvertently wrinkled, but I still didn't turn my head and still looked out of the window quietly. Focused as if there was something out of the window that interested me very much for a long time.

Liu Wenwen didn't care much about the daily neglect of herself in summer. Wen Sheng said, "Uncle Wang, you can drive."

The driver was told to start the car quickly. The car left here with two sinister people, leaving only a full stomach of calculations.

Fu Xiaoxiao here escaped the reporter's questioning and felt a long sigh of relief. I've been tired for a whole day today. When I get home, I'm even more tired. My fingers don't want to move. Sunset and dusk are the past of the day.

It's getting dark. Cheng shaozhao looks out of the window and is tired. After opening the window and letting in some fresh air, I feel much more comfortable. People's brains are almost stuffy in this air-conditioned room all day.

His eyes turned back from the night outside and inadvertently landed on the hot red bean pie and coffee on the desk. Today, the girl sent a snack instead of chicken legs and chips, which children like to eat.

The corners of his mouth are gradually rising. With such hot coffee in the middle of the night, Cheng shaozhao only feels as if he is a lot happier.

He took a sip of coffee. The temperature and taste were just right. It was his favorite coffee. There was no sugar and little milk. Bitterness poured up from the tip of his tongue, but stretched to Cheng shaozhao's eyebrows.

He was a little hungry. Cheng shaozhao looked at the beautiful red bean pie, tried to eat it, smiled and shook his head. It's really a little girl who likes such sweet and greasy food, but he doesn't.

Red bean has always represented the lovesickness of love, and the red bean school seems to be particularly sweet in response to this classical meaning. Just like love in love, the sweet and greasy air feels slightly painful.

Blindfolded, Cheng shaozhao smiled, but put it aside and stopped eating.

The next day, the people on the bus bravely subdued the gangsters and sent them to the police station.

In this way, the topic of heroes' courageous deeds and social warmth in line with people's interests has naturally been pursued by many people. Besides, the style of the report is also very good, writing the whole thing up and down.

Whether it's a roar at Lu Jianping, a witty reminder to others, and finally everyone's joint uniform, they all use very short language to describe and touch everyone's heart, as if this is the most classic novel plot that appears in real life.

The newspaper sold well that day, and the traffic on the Internet went up. But this time the protagonists did not show up one after another.