You Will Be Mine!

But in the next ten years, he was very grateful to God.

If there was no such disaster, he would not meet Xiao Tongtong, maybe he would not know the taste of love in his life. At that time, he felt that although the disaster had done him fatal harm, in the end, he had no resentment and gradually forgotten the terrible experience.

But today, ten years later, God made a great joke on him.

It turned out that the disaster that he thought had passed was not in the past, but also lurking in his body, in his happiest time, mercilessly appeared.

If it wasn't for the physical examination organized by the company two months ago, I'm afraid he would not have known that he was not worthy of xiaotongtong.

Fortunately, Tong Tong is OK.

Over the years, because the two were not married, although they were together, he had been wearing a set, so she was still healthy. When he learned that she was healthy, he was very happy. Although he felt desperate in life, he was still grateful and grateful to Xiao Tongtong for nothing.

If there is any pain, let him bear it alone.

Maybe God just can't see him. How wonderful he is!

He stood up, pushed the door open, walked out of the room, all the way down the stairs, directly to the wine cellar.

In the quiet cellar, there was no one. It was so quiet that people felt terrible. He went to a row of wine racks, took out a bottle of foreign wine, unscrewed the bottle cap and drank it stiffly.

At the moment, his heart is so painful that he only hopes that alcohol can paralyze his pain.

Life has been so desperate, if not worried that Tong Tong would be sad after knowing the truth, he really wanted to die directly.

Because there is no Tung Tung Tung's life, he has no sense of any happiness.

High concentration of wine, burning throat, straight from the throat into the abdomen, as if the whole body lit a fire.

He hasn't been drinking like this for many years, because Tong Tong says that drinking hurts, so unless it's a necessary social intercourse, he never touches alcohol, and even if he wants to socialize, he just takes a sip.

But now, no one cares about him any more. He can finally drink enough without fear. Even if he drinks stomach bleeding, no one will talk about it again, and no one will feel distressed again.

In this life, there will not be a little girl named Fang Tongtong. In his ear, she talks about him and controls him. She is as fierce as a bandit King

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"Li Shao, the young master of Liancheng is drunk in the wine cellar and is playing a drunken madness..." Uncle Wang pulled through the interior line of Li Shao's room and frowned anxiously.

"Drunk?" Li Xincheng frowned. After a moment's meditation, he said, "call Tong Tong and let her see it."

"Let Miss Fang see it?"

"Just say I'm sleeping with you, so I can't find anyone." Li Xincheng said after a moment's silence.

"Yes, Li Shao."

Li Xincheng put down the phone.

Gu Qingshen raised his head from the quilt and took a look at him.

Two people look at a sigh, but also is helpless.

Feelings are not things that outsiders can help. What they can do is to pull more strings and find out the reason why Liancheng feise suddenly did so.

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After answering Uncle Wang's phone call, Fang Tongtong lay in bed for a moment, but finally he couldn't help opening the door and went downstairs.

She felt that she should not be in charge of the affairs of Liancheng feise, but she couldn't control her own heart, worried about whether the man would be drunk or not.