Wife is not tired of fraud:Lord Lou,I was wrong!

In order to take care of her feelings, Wanyan Jiatai endured a night without any effort.

What does this idiot know? Others want him to work hard, she is good.

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After eating and drinking enough, the man holds the sleeping man in one hand, and he lights a cigarette at the head of the bed. The sound is curling and the fog is drifting away. Hearing the smell, song Zhenzhen coughs twice.

Ying Ting's eyebrows frowned a little, and then pinched them out.

She was so tired that she started snoring.

Shortly after noon, Wanyan Jiatai was called away by a telephone. She gave a few orders before leaving, and Aunt Zhang agreed one by one. But as soon as his front foot left, the woman's back foot changed her face.

"I have a bad mind and know how to hook up with men." Aunt Zhang threw the bowl in front of her and pointed to the kitchen position: "take it."

Song Zhenzhen stands up sullen, takes the greasy dishes and walks to the kitchen. He has no energy to walk. When he gets to the kitchen, his wrist suddenly loses its strength, and the dishes crash to the ground and are all broken.

Aunt Zhang jumped up, took off her shoes and threw them on her: "little bitch, how dare you lose your temper?"

"I No She retreated and covered her eyes with her hands in fear. She had been having nightmares for a long time, all about Aunt Zhang.

She bullied her in various ways. She was still crying besides crying.

"What are you doing? Pick it up with your hands Aunt Zhang stretched out her foot and kicked it.

Bearing the pain, song Zhenzhen slowly squats down and carefully picks up the pieces. Aunt Zhang is watching. Suddenly she thinks of something and turns to her bedroom. When she comes out, she has a white pill in her hand.

Song Zhenzhen is very familiar with that because he ate it once.

Just don't understand why every time Wanyan Jiatai left, Aunt Zhang had to feed herself medicine.

"You are a sick person. If you don't take medicine, you will infect the young master." It's so easy to cajole her that Aunt Zhang doesn't even type a draft.

This is the pill.

Wanyan Jiatai did not instruct Aunt Zhang to do so. It was all her own idea.

Because she doesn't want song Zhenzhen to be pregnant.

As for why

If you have to give a reason, there is only one thing - who let her life be so good? It's enviable.

Card friend yelled again, mother Zhang glared at her: "don't go out today."

She did not forget the instructions given by the young master.

Last night, Jiatai had already given a serious warning. Naturally, song Zhenzhen didn't dare to forget it easily. He nodded: "well."

Aunt Zhang was still worried and locked the door before leaving.

A person's time is lonely, in addition to painting, the rest of the time is a person in a daze, before you can go out for a walk, stroll, although dare not go far, at least can contact with the outside world, even if asked a way, she can be happy for a long time.

After a while, she suddenly thought of her good friend.

Song Zhenzhen's eyes suddenly lit up, right, why can't she find Xiaomi?

She quickly ran to the phone, took out the number left by Jiang Xiaomi yesterday, and dialed it with excitement.

"Du -"

it took a long time for the phone to get through.

"Well? Cough, cough What's the matter? "

The sound of speaking accompanied by chewing, song Zhenzhen was curious: "millet, are you eating?"

Jiang Xiaomi looked at the red pepper in front of him and said, "well, you can tell me something."

"Can you come with me? I'm scared by myself. "