Woman, where to escape

"Miss, the gentleman paid for you!"

Turning around, looking up and staring, the man was in a pure black suit with an open neckline and no tie. He showed a calm and restrained elegant temperament, with an indifferent smile on his handsome face.

It was Bai Munian.

Before the export was refused, the color took it as soon as he reached out. He turned his head and looked at her and Bai Munian. The little girl thief smiled, raised the shopping bag and whispered in her ear.

"Sister, I look good on you. Is this the second male? Tut Tut, another rich and handsome..."

This little girl really deserves beating!

As soon as she looked at her face, she wanted to kick her to Java to drink cold wind. She stared at her coldly, and then turned her head to Bai Munian.

"I'm sorry, Mr. Bai. No merit or reward."

This man has no likes or dislikes for him, but he doesn't dislike it, because it's unnecessary.

She didn't want to guess his mind about doing things like this, and didn't say that the clothes were too valuable. Even if they were not worth any money, she couldn't accept them for no reason.

He made up his mind, grabbed it from the color's hand, went straight to him and handed it to him with both hands.

But he didn't answer. His voice was stable without any ups and downs. He looked calm and said, "a good horse with a good saddle. I just think it's suitable for you. Don't throw it away."

With that, Bai Munian looked away from her face, turned and left.

Throw it away. This man is the same as the one surnamed Qian. He really knows the nature!

She can't throw it away, but her principle of life is never to take advantage of others. This is a famous philosophical saying. Maybe these rich people don't care, but she cares about her poor self-esteem.

"Wait a minute!"

Shouted at his back. She tried to understate and said, "I'll pay you back."

Yes, in fact, she still has a sum of money, that is, the 700000 she didn't dare to spend. I don't know why. In contrast, she would rather owe the money than the white.

"No, I'll give the change to the second son directly for reimbursement." unexpectedly, Bai Munian suddenly turned around and whispered in her ear.

Looking at the man who left with elegant steps, I think the meaning in this sentence is so deep and long?

Carrying that expensive dress, the elements really wanted to cry without tears. She didn't wear a dress with more than 200 yuan. Of course, it doesn't count in the big wardrobe of sijinyuan. Those clothes have no brand, and she probably knows that the price is expensive.

In the spring of fashion, Cheng Feier drove away first.

Seeing that she hadn't moved for a long time, the color revolved around her, and began to look at her with that small eyes, which made her scalp numb.

"Are you going back to me or to him?"

"I'll pick up the elephant from you first, and then go over there."

She wants to go to the color, but she really doesn't have the courage to challenge the man's bad temper. If she doesn't want to wait, just wait. Anyway, according to this situation, he has that new love. No, it should be an old love

Whatever he likes, it won't take long for him to be bored.

In this way, she will be free and completely get rid of the fate of forced feeding.

At the thought of this, the two moods began to interweave, half sad and half sugar. As soon as she showed signs, she strangled her in the bud, and then began to despise her own Stockholm syndrome.

The color of her experience has always been more happy than worried. Moreover, she was careless and didn't ask any more questions. She drove her home in that second-hand donkey.

I picked up the elephant and went back to Sijin garden. It was nearly evening and I didn't want to get food. Fortunately, I had trouble buying a lot of instant noodles when I lived alone those days.

After getting food for the elephant and settling it down, I made a bowl for the master of Lao Kang's family to eat. After washing, I dried my hair. This toss is 9 p.m.

When he fell into bed, he always shook the man's face in his mind. It was very clear that he would not come back tonight. He pulled the quilt and covered his head stuffy.

Turn over and over. Duke Zhou just doesn't look for her!

Sit up and pull your hair, upset.

Get up, go to the study, turn on the computer, log in to QQ, a large picture of gray, do not know who to talk to, and what to talk about. It is said that the network makes the people have zero distance and enrich the people, but in fact, can the people be filled by the nihilistic network?

Bored, she went to Huiwang. When she came out of the study door, four carefully mounted regular script calligraphy and paintings on the wall attracted her attention.

She remembered that the four characters had been hung here before, but she had never read them carefully. Today, she didn't know what was going on. Suddenly, she felt that it was not in harmony with the layout of the study. It is not a famous work. The pen is slightly meaningful and beautiful. It comes from women at a glance. The content is very spring hearted, young people's thoughts and young girls' feelings are expressed in words!

"On a spring outing, apricot blossoms blow all over my head. Who is young and romantic in the street. My concubine intends to marry her and rest her life. Even if you are ruthlessly abandoned, you can't be ashamed. "

"When you travel in summer, you're young and frivolous. You don't know how to be ashamed. You scratch your head in luoshang jade in order to compare the appearance of flowers. Don't worry!"

"On the autumn day trip, there are many colorful flowers, and my son is deeply in love. I rely on my tears and hate my separation. I can't bear to wait until the landslide stops flowing! "

"Traveling in winter is like water, clouds and snow falling all over your head. Mo is a young man who doesn't know how to worry. Even if you don't want to, you fall into the clouds and mud, look at each other and laugh endlessly! "

In spring, summer, autumn and winter, it is lined up in a row, with a strong classical charm... But Qian Ao can't do such a sultry thing?

However, there are no absolutes in the world, such as the ancient style of Sijin garden, Qian Laoer who knows the seal script, antique poetry... And the classically beautiful woman in Sichuan restaurant.

Coincidence?

She couldn't help but come closer and look at it. The signature was just two words: Zhen fan.

Obviously, it can't be written by Qian Ao, and she doesn't want to explore who Zhen fan is.