The Sweet Wife of the Seventies

Jing Wei was stunned.

This... Liu Sitian is too brave, isn't he? Is he directly stronger than Zhao Qitao?

And still in this public.

But Zhao Qitao was still enjoying himself, neither angry nor angry, so he let Liu Sitian... Ravage him!

It's ravaging right!

Because Liu Sitian has been playing with Zhao Qitao's handsome face.

Fang Qingnan didn't know how to describe his mood at this moment. Suddenly, he thought of something. He picked up his mobile phone and recorded this paragraph, and then sent it to the group.

In less than a minute, the group was fried.

"Sleeping trough, who is this woman? What divine operation is this?"

"Who is this woman?"

"She didn't die."

"Brother Tao didn't even start. Where did the sun rise today?"

"Why do I think brother Tao enjoys it?"

"Brother Xuan, hurry out. You're going to be lovelorn."

Yang Yuxuan was dealing with official business, so he was circled out.

He glanced.

Kyoto male gods.

"Too idle?" Yang Yuxuan just typed two words, and the originally lively group immediately quieted down.

"No, No“

"Brother Xuan, I emailed you what you wanted." The people with strong self-help ability in the group hurriedly said, "look at what needs to be changed?"

"It's a nice day today. It's sunny and windy."

"Yes, the stars are bright."

“……”

Then... Yang Yuxuan never typed again.

Chaos began again in the group.

"Little Liuzi, you want to die, brother Quan Xuan."

"Nange, come out quickly. Who is this woman?"

"Brother Nan..."

"Brother Nan..."

After Fang Qingnan sent that message, there was no time to pay attention to the news in the group. He could probably guess what those boys could say.

Where can this live broadcast be more beautiful.

Moreover, this is the once-in-a-century event. If you don't take a good look at the scene now, you may not have this opportunity.

In other words, my sister-in-law is still very good.

This tofu is delicious.

Tut tut

"Uncomfortable?" Zhao Qitao gently hugged the noisy Liu Sitian in his arms, "do you have a headache?"

"It hurts." Liu simian laughed and shook her head, "it doesn't hurt."

"Honey, you know what? I'm so happy today." Liu Sitian said, trying to get rid of Zhao Qitao's arms and want to dance.

"I'm so happy," Liu Sitian pinched Zhao Qitao's face excitedly, "my mother... My mother, she was finally saved."

As he spoke, tears flowed down.

Zhao Qitao winked at Fang Qingnan, who nodded.

Then the security guard came in and cleared the hall.

Even Jing Weiwei and Gu Haodong were inevitably invited out.

"Sweet bag." Jing Wei took Liu Sitian's bag from Gu Haodong, who was stunned, and handed it to Zhao Qitao, "I... I'll go first."

Gu Haodong doesn't know how he went out.

What has been replayed in my mind is a picture of Liu Sitian holding Zhao Qitao tightly.

So wholeheartedly deliver yourself to him.

This is the first time Gu Haodong has seen Liu Sitian like this.

He knows that because of family reasons, Liu Sitian is actually very alert.

But now I trust someone like this.

"That..." well hesitated and glanced at the monitor.

To be honest, some sympathy.

As a bystander, how could the monitor not know Liu simian's thoughts.

"Monitor," said Jing Weiwei, "forget sweetness."

If you forget, you will feel better.