The Sweet Wife of the Seventies

But the little girl beside him didn't notice it at all, and rubbed in his arms like a lazy, sleepy kitten.

This feeling, simply don't be too sour!

This really can't blame Gu Lingling. He was just waiting outside for Liu Qing for a while, and was stopped by Liu Miao's neuropathy. He had been outside so long, and his body had already been frozen through.

It's rare to encounter a portable stove at this time. Can you warm it up without taking advantage of the machine?

This is difficult for Yang Yunhai.

God knows how uncomfortable he was when he didn't see the little girl recently. It's not easy to see someone today. It's rare that she didn't bury her head in the sand this time.

It's about being close to yourself.

Just push away the rare welfare?

Unless he is a fool.

Therefore, Yang Yunhai originally wanted to push her hand away, very loyal to the real thoughts of the master's heart, and instead pushed it to put his arm around the girl's waist. Gently, the distance between the two people was closer when the girl didn't notice it.

An ice sculpture man in the dark, the corners of his mouth slightly up.

Although his pace of walking has not been as vigorous as before, it is very stiff.

But the kind of sweetness and happiness in his heart makes this normally unsmiling and cold-blooded man become gentle.

If only this road could be longer.

It would be great if there were no inconvenient light bulb at the moment.

"Why is it so slow?" Liu Qing leaned against the door of the Yao family and said angrily.

Fortunately, the person she handled in such a hurry, and then hurried over. As a result, when she arrived at Yao's house, these two goods had not come back.

"Handled?" Yang Yunhai asked coldly.

If you listen carefully, you can feel that someone who was in a good mood just now has a bad temper again, but it is really aimed at Liu Qing as always.

"Of course, those brainless fools." Liu Qingha started and said, "the police station is close. Follow up yourself."

All she can do is send people in.

Moreover, she would not be so kind as to think that those scum would let Gu Lingling go so easily with such a dirty mind?

If you don't let them sit through the bottom of the prison, it's not called Yang Yunhai.

"Talkative." Yang Yunhai glanced over and said.

Liu Qing shrunk her mouth, looked at Gu Lingling, who had a small head exposed in his coat, gave her a white look, knocked on the door and walked in.

She's just being cheap. She thought this guy could say something good.

Sure enough, I overestimated him.

It's too fast to kill the donkey. She hasn't used up yet. She's still valuable!

Bah bah

Why does she still want to be used by this goods?

Liu Qing felt drunk, too.

"It's cold outside." Gu Lingling struggled to get out of someone's coat. After moving twice, she was tightly hugged by Yang Yunhai, "wait until you come out of the house. I've caught a cold carefully."

Cut... Hypocritical!

Poor her nose has long been red with cold, and her hands are going to be stiff.

Alas

Liu Qing looked at the dark sky.

She had enough dog food. Suddenly, she wanted to fall in love and was so spoiled and painful.

A smiling face appeared in the dark sky.

Liu Qing shivered inexplicably.

Damn it, how could she think of that dead fox?!

A man on a mission sneezed twice inexplicably.

"Boss, is someone missing you?" The person next to him asked.

A man smiled and looked ahead.

The woman waited for him until the task was completed.