Sir Ares,Goodnight!

"Oh, why do you take it out on them. What a pity to lose it. Just don't give it to me. "

Yan Zhengling grew up in the palm of people's hands when she was a child. Although she was well bred, once she was wronged and exceeded her burden, her eldest daughter's temper would also break out.

Just like now——

"Take all the clothes in my suitcase if you like. Oh, and the 10 million worth of skin care products, all for you. If you don't like it, burn it all! "

She was so angry, "it's all with your brother's money. I don't want it. After him and I, the bridge goes back to the bridge, the road goes back to the road, and each one is different. "

"What about each other?" The strong wind pushes Zhan hanjue to turn in from the fork road and turn into the pen interest Pavilion www.biqugetv.co ]The chair was horizontal in front of her.

Yan Zhengling's hair is scattered, and there is no ornament on his body. It's like natural carving, beautiful as jade.

Zhan hanjue saw her angry expression, especially heard her say that her clothes and skin care products were all bought with his money, and somehow, her whole body was full of blood stasis.

Yan Zhengling glared at him angrily, to the mouth of the words to say not to say. Finally heart a horizontal, "each irrelevant."

Zhan hanjue nodded, "have backbone."

Then he told the gale, "let's go."

Yan Zhengling's silly eyes - since this guy is here, he doesn't say to take her home.

That's disgusting.

"Impatiens, let's go."

Yan Zhengling snorted, turned around and turned away from Zhan hanjue.

Impatiens cried, "Zheng Ling Jie, that's the way to Wutong courtyard."

Yan Zhengling turned back.

Fengxian's residence is next to xiangdingyuan, and he has to travel with Zhan hanjue for a long time.

Yan Zhengling was killed and abused by Zhan hanjue's back.

That guy is sitting in a wheelchair, that straight back, and the whole body diffuse out of the noble breath, also let her indulge unceasingly.

As she walked, unhappy, she began to kick the pebbles set on the floor.

Originally, the powerful man kicked the pebble out. What's more, after making a perfect parabola in the air, the pebble smashed at Zhan hanjue.

Thanks to his quick eyes and quick hands, Han Jue reached for the pebble.

Then the wheelchair came to a sudden stop.

The strong wind turns to look at Yan Zhengling, a pair of "you ask for more happiness" expression.

The strong wind turns the wheelchair around, and Zhan hanjue still weighs the stone in his hand. Morihan's eyes turned to the opposite woman.

Yan Zhengling's eyes immediately turned to other places, a pair of "not me" advice.

Impatiens afraid of his brother misunderstanding, quickly explain, "not me, not me."

Zhan hanjue didn't mean to give up.

If he doesn't give way, Fengxian and Yan Zhengling can't go.

Yan Zhengling is helpless, the vision of you yuan moves to him, "I am not intentional." The soft glutinous rice has the flavor of milk.