Reborn as A Beautiful Model Student

Ye Xiangxin can't hear the voice of the speech, but she can clearly see the mouth shape of the speech of the speech.

He is talking about, Ye Xiangxin, Happy New Year, good luck.

A heart of Ye Xinshe, felt all the blood in his own chest, and she felt all the blood of all your body gathered in his head.

Requisites in the chair at the casual city, his thin lips hook.

The corner of the mouth is a smile.

The gloomy light is firmly locked.

Ye Xiangxin walked to the front of the Rough City, she slowly sat in front of the speech city, and picked up the phone.

Gu Yancheng saw the losing and sweethearted calls, and he took the phone with himself.

He made the microphone to the side of the ear, and the thin lips were slightly.

"I thought you won't come."

Ye Sweethe Heart holds the microphone, she has breathed a breath, "said Gu Yancheng, what are you doing?"

"I just want to see you."

The leaves were laughing, and the sound was ridicies.

"I thought, what you want, is your kind of sister, Hu Yancheng, how do you feel? Is it good to be abandoned by his favorite woman? I saw that she is very happy, ridiculous is you, for the replacement She is a feeling, how? I am curious, your kind of sister remembers who you are? "

Remember this time, Ye sweetheart sent a photo of uninterrupted delivery.

The person on the photo is not someone else, it is the heart.

He saw that he had entered the Department of Gynecology Hospital and wanted to take his child.

Unfortunately, she is not aborted because she is in the end of the body.

If she wants to force abortion, this means she will lose their fertility.

Those who have always been hobbed at this time, and can only be careful, silently waiting for the child's birth.

"I have already entrusted my dad to appeal to the court, Ye Xiangxin, you know more than anyone, the people who drive the grandmother," not me. "

Once the appeal, take care of the presidents, will give the best defense lawyer to Gu Yancheng.

Gu Yancheng may not release it.

"Congratulations, finally see the true face of Qing Dynasty."

Gu Yancheng reached out and passed his palm to the glass. He looked at the face of Ye Xiangxin, low and low, "Lu Xin is not my good match? Then, would you?"

"I'm not."

Ye Weixin stood up.

She stretched out his hand and swayed in front of the Gu Yancheng.

"I am engaged, Hu Yancheng."

I am engaged in, Hu Yancheng.

This sentence of Ye Xiangxin, let the Tip of the Rough City, have a hurt of denseness.

"Is Li Wen Cang?"

"Yes." Ye Xiangxin answered.

In the eyes of Hu Yancheng, it flashed a slightly dark light, he lowered, "Sweetheart, the fiancee's fiancee should be in Mei."

"Oh, you know the quite a lot." Ye Xiangxin laughed, "said the wife of Hu Yancheng, Li Wen Cang's wife is me, Ye sweetheart."

Hu Yancheng is holding his fist.

He looked at the back of the leaves, and the breath of the gas was on the glass wall.

In front of this wall material, it is tempered glass, even if the princes of the resentment of the resentment are on the glass wall, the glass wall is still intact, and there is no shake and sound.

Ye Sweethe is almost a small running place, she took it directly to the car.