Woman, where to escape

"Fart!"

Clamped her waist, fixed the back of her head, kissed her hard and thought, I don't know how angry this woman is today?

Element's chest suffocated and yelled at her?

This maintenance was too obvious. She was so wronged that she looked at him for a long time. Her head seemed to churn like a thousand troops fighting. Suddenly, it seemed like she had figured out something. She humed: "is she your woman or your confidant? You just understand her... I bah!"

Qian Laoer was stunned and couldn't cry or laugh with her. Is this girl really on the axis? But I like it a little. The little girl should not be jealous.

She looked so jealous. He thought he was so important to her?

The evil second master Qian is too lazy to explain at the moment. He loves the way this woman is jealous of him. It's so fucking fun. How cool it is. It turns out that he has a hard mouth and cares so much about himself.

Ha ha, he really wants to laugh three times.

So, with a stiff face, he didn't answer. He took her directly into the back of the car, pressed the partition window, and shouted to the driver to drive. He remembered that he had to continue to feel so comfortable. How rare and rare is the addiction of the general. His woman is jealous for him.

The silly fork was happy here, but the element was completely provoked by him. He pulled away his hand and said, "let me get off."

"Where are you going?"

"I want you to take care of me and your confidante."

My heart was more and more oppressed. The fire of the element was about to burn. I was so depressed that I couldn't manage so much. I simply stretched out my hand and pulled the door, regardless of whether the car was running or not.

This scared Qian's dick to death. He didn't dare to tease her anymore. He quickly pressed her body, "no, no, aunt... I'm wrong! Tease you!"

I'm so stingy. I can't joke anymore. I wanted to look at her jealous. I was very comfortable. Seeing that she was really anxious, I quickly confessed my mistake, apologized and apologized.

The element did not follow, grabbed his arm and bit and chewed: "you bastard, you shameless... Let me get off!"

Hold on to the woman who can't move. Brother Qian is really angry. He doesn't dare to pull her away and grab his hand. He carefully loses his smiling face: "girl, girl, baby, Ya's small temperament is really important, but I like it. I'll go home later and see you in bed. It's up to you, okay?"

Element was in a panic. She was kidnapped and humiliated. The man didn't take it seriously. He pushed him and struggled hard. Qian Er didn't dare to make efforts, so she had to lie on her seat and cry with anger.

The tears fell. The pregnant woman was stingy and was stimulated by the money's dick. He thought of so many women, one by one, endlessly, breaking his fingers. Now he is pregnant, his body is deformed, and his thief heart is rising again

The more you think about it, the more wronged you are. You simply bury your head in the seat and cry loudly, making your whole body tremble.

The cry was dark.

Fuck! Now Qian's second son is depressed and wants to smoke his mouth. Since he knew his girl, he really hasn't seen her cry so sad. What's the matter?

It's all my fault. What do you get? Just to see her jealous? To feel that she cares about herself?

Shit, hurry up and pretend to be your grandson!

However, no matter how he coaxed or advised him, the elements always ignored him and just cried.

What the element doesn't know is that in fact, the place where they are detained is a beautiful garden villa. In the yard of the villa, there are many red roses, pink, red and yellow. Some varieties are rare in the world.

In the villa at night, the lights in the yard are bright at this time, which lights the villa strangely.

Under the neon flashing light, the roses bloom beautifully, the bright colors are eye-catching, the fragrance of the yard is full, and there is a high swing frame in the deep of the yard, swinging gently in the wind.

At this time, on the swing, there was Cao can, a beautiful woman in black with a sad face.

About ten meters away from the swing, there is a solid wood frame inlaid marble table. On the stone stool beside the table, there is an elegant and calm Bai Munian. His face is as calm as before, but the hand inserted in his trouser pocket is tightly squeezed into an inextricable fist.

The night breeze was cool, and they didn't speak for a long time.

The memory keeps rewinding. Their story happened five years ago.

Five years, originally thought that five years was very long. Now it seems that it is actually very short, but in a flash, it passed. That year's Mid Autumn Festival, the beautiful and enchanting girl sat on the rose fragrance swing rack and asked him with a smile, whether he likes her or not and whether he wants her.

Like the emotions of all the green years, she is uncertain about sadness and joy, and tastes the ups and downs between gain and loss one by one. Now her memory is still clear, just like yesterday, but the personnel is no longer the simple girl in her memory, and he is no longer a frivolous teenager.

And memory can never overlap with reality.

"Nian..." finally, Cao can's voice was slightly dumb.

In the chase war of emotion, whoever speaks first will be the loser.

Bai Mu Nian frowned slightly. Why is her voice no longer clear and gentle in her memory? Why can she do such shameful things?

Can time really change a person like this?

He originally wanted to make a crime and had to give Qian Laoer at least an explanation, but now, facing the woman whose eyes were still obsessed with him, he quietly restrained his anger.

"Cao can, why did you do this?"

Hearing his alienated tone calling her, Cao can snorted coldly, and a touch of indistinguishable coldness flashed across the bottom of his eyes: "I like it, I'm happy, I can't see others more beautiful than me, and I can't see others happier than me. Is this reason Tenable?"

Bai Mu sighed: "you are still so capricious."

Oh, capricious?

So in his heart, is she wayward? Where did he know that she was full of hatred, and the shame and hatred condensed for five years, thick sadness, gnawing heart and lungs, who would save her soul?