Sir Ares,Goodnight!

Impatiens is very puzzled, "I think, you and my brother meet again, must be dry firewood fire, old love rekindled.". I didn't expect such twists and turns. My brother has no feelings for you. "

Yan Zhengling is very depressed“ I also know that I am not gentle, not beautiful, not feminine. But can't I make up for my kindness to him? "

The Impatiens were numb.

Then he angrily said, "it's Yan Zheng. He talks about you every day in your ears. Did he brainwash you? Sister Zhengling, you are the most beautiful, gentle and charming woman in my eyes. "

But Yan Zhengling didn't believe it.

Impatiens worried, "after you became the president of Huanya, you covered your beautiful face with this layer of honey oil, in order not to let those smelly men covet your beauty. If you're not cruel, those men want to ride on your head. You are making a great sacrifice to keep my brother's foundation. But I know. Your inner core is always that gentle, beautiful, affectionate Zhengling sister. "

Zheng Ling's tears flowed out, "but for a long time. I forget what I used to be

Impatiens racked her brains to think, "my brother obviously has no immunity to you. I don't believe it. If you attack him hard, he won't fall."

Yan Zhengling looked at the Impatiens pitifully, "how to attack?"

The Impatiens looked at Zheng Ling, "how did you attack him when you were a child? How are you going to attack him now

Zheng Ling seemed to be enlightened and broke his tears into a smile“ I see

Yan Zhengling put the wine bottle heavily on the table. Put on a heroic spirit, and then walk out the door.

The Impatiens called to her, "sister Zheng Ling, where are you going in the evening?"

Yan Zhengling said: "chasing men."

It's a thrilling night.

Fishermen are too excited to sleep because they have found jobs and bought social security.

They took him to the nearby food street and found a cheap restaurant to celebrate.

Rough men get together, and they have to use wine to boost the fun. Zhan hanjue also drank some wine under the fishermen's warm persuasion.

However, it wasn't long before he became allergic to alcohol. He was itchy and had a lot of rashes.

"Ah Yue, what's the matter with you?" A Tong's eyes were sharp. Seeing the rash on a Yue's arm, he cried.

Fishermen have been having rough skin and thick flesh for generations, and probably have never heard of alcohol allergy. However, a few who thought they were particularly knowledgeable began to speculate.

"Ah Yue, don't get some infectious diseases. I've heard that if some people don't live a decent private life, they will get terrible infectious diseases. "

"Ah Yue, we forgot to tell you that Huang Ping has a lot of women outside. Did you talk to him..."

"I think that CEO seems to have some interest in you. The private lives of the rich are very chaotic."

The fishermen were so talkative that they gave him the title of infectious disease.

Others heard that it was a terrible infectious disease, and immediately stood far away from the cold Lord. Even the most kind-hearted Tong is far away from Zhan hanjue.

"I'm not impertinent," he said with a black face

Then he stood up, paid the fishermen for the meal and left alone.

The street lights in the city are dim.

Zhan hanjue dragged his weak body, and the street lamp pulled out a long shadow of his tall body.

A pair of white high heels, playfully chasing his shadow.

The body of the war is increasingly uncomfortable. His allergy is light and heavy. It may be that he has been weak recently. He also drinks Baijiu, which has high alcohol purity. Allergic reactions are not just skin reactions.

Soon, he felt his breath start to rush.

He sat feebly on the bench in the street, holding his neck tightly in his hands. At that moment, he thought he would die alone.