Use My Life For Your Happiness

The doorbell rang loudly. I thought it was coming to the meal. I hurried to swallow the medicine. It was also the eye liner of Ji Xiao Bei. He would tell him if I found that I was taking medicine now.

Ji Xiaobei is an individual. He will come up with many ways to make me obedient. Too many bloody lessons only prove that I am not his opponent.

Can not, hate to let my teeth itch, but helpless.

I couldn't open the door, so I sat waiting for food to come in.

"Miss, this is the rice and soup that master Ji has sent." Dressed in a hotel uniform, followed by two people came in.

That woman, very elegant, young, but calm and capable temperament.

As soon as she came in, she explained, "Shen Lin, put all Xiaobei's favorite fruits in the refrigerator, clean up the kitchen, clean up Xiaobei's mess, and open the windows."

"Yes, miss."

"Xiaobei's favorite shower gel, have you bought it?"

"Yes, miss."

"Clean up the bathroom, too!"

"Yes."

I looked at her curiously. Her strong air was like a hostess. She was familiar with the house. Then she sat on the independent sofa, looked at the wide open window and called: "send a set of forged sheets, spring covers, spring carpets and curtains. You can do as you like. You can send a whole set of them and send the bill to nishang."

She sees me as nothing, so I see her as nothing.

When I went into the bathroom to wash my hands, I found that I had put a lot of TT in it, and I felt extremely disgusted.

I just went out with my bag. I wonder if Ji Xiaobei's underwear will be changed when I come back.

Such a strong woman, who openly decorates Ji Xiaobei's private goods, must be someone who has a special relationship with him.

When I got out of the garden, I found that I was wearing slippers. Anyway, I just didn't want to go up again. I'd better brush the card he put back in his wallet. I'll feel more comfortable spending money.

Sometimes I don't know what I am, and others know that I am his mistress, but I feel sad. Poor, tangled, ridiculous me!

The black RV still reflects light in the sun. Under the shade of willows, the fallen leaves on the roof are as quiet as dust.

Lin Xia in the car, like a pure scenery.

I smile: "Hi, brother Lin Xia, what a coincidence."

"Chihiro, go to the botanical garden."

"Don't you have to be busy?"

He was laughing, got out of the car, a gentleman to the door of a taxi: "go."

When we were young, we used to like to go to the botanical garden to watch the green leaves. One Sunday, it was windy and rainy, but they refused to go. Only Lin Xiage rode a bicycle to take me in the rain.

I picked a peony and put it in the window at the end of the forest.