Sweet love: schoolmaster kiss addiction

"What did you say, uncle?" Tong Yueli came over with a smile, "I love Tianqing. I put down my hatred for the fighters. Will I do something to lose Tianqing?"

"That's not necessarily true. You're an actor. What you're good at is acting." Zhan Tianqiong stares at Tong Yueli with threatening eyes, hoping to scan him inside and outside.

"Husband, do you have any girls who are more suitable for you than your third uncle?" Zhan Tianqing quickly changes the topic.

Tong Yueli's car and room are all written by her name, and each time he gets paid for a movie, he only leaves thousands of yuan for his living expenses. Zhan Tianqing invests in the rest of the money, takes care of it and uses it. In order to show his determination, he signs a prenuptial agreement before marriage. If he dares to do such a thing, it means that he gives up everything.

"Don't try to introduce me to someone!" Zhan Tianqiong held a spatula and threatened, "I'm not so bad that I need you to introduce me to someone!"

"Yes, you have a girl's phone number when you take a bus. How powerful you are!" Zhan Tianqing said with a smile, "since the third uncle doesn't need to be introduced, I hope the third uncle can bring me back a third aunt as soon as possible!"

"The emperor is not in a hurry to die a eunuch." Zhan Tianqiong glanced at Zhan Tianqing, then turned around and continued cooking.

Zhan Tianqing said, "I'm not a eunuch. I'm a maid of honor at best."

"How could it be a maid in waiting? It's my little princess Tong Yueli holds Zhan Tianqing's shoulder and dotes on the tip of her nose. "How's our son today? Is it noisy? Do you miss me... "

"Yes, I do, but I want you to make money to buy it for me."

Listening to the dialogue between the two young people, Zhan Tianqiong felt that there was a sense of "disgust" inexplicably. It was too greasy! People who are tens of years old are still in love like children.

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after a few days of making up with Luko, Jingtian broke up again.

The reason is that Luko language has taken a fancy to another hand-made one. The price is about 120000 yuan. It's just a hand-made one, excluding clothes and hairstyles. In fact, for people in the hand-made circle, the price is only average.

In the follow-up, people do make-up for thousands of times, each hair is tens of thousands, and the price of clothes varies. In the follow-up, a lot of money is spent, which is more complicated and expensive than keeping a car.

With this money, Jingtian can buy a car.

Naturally, he didn't want to spend so much money on an impractical handyman. He left it at home. When he saw it in the middle of the night, he would be afraid. So this time, no matter how noisy the Luko language was, he would not buy it.

First, he has no money; second, he doesn't like it at all and doesn't think it's necessary.

He is not a rich second generation. He has no money to pursue these high-end and expensive things.

After a while, Luko went back to the dormitory crying.

White moonlight saw her back, then went to her room to find her, saw her lying on the table crying, some worried, "Xiaoyu, what's the matter with you?"

"Jingtian doesn't love me anymore. He doesn't love me anymore..." Luko is like a child in a kindergarten, crying and stomping.

"How?" Bai Yueyue couldn't believe it. "Xiaoyu, do you have any misunderstanding about Jing Tian? No one in the world should love you more than him. How can you say that he doesn't love you? "

"If he loves me, how can he not buy me a single hand?" Luko continues to cry.