The co-pilot's bald head questioned, and Han Fei kicked the co-pilot, "It's not nothing, I've raised you for so long, and when you raised me for a while, you asked what's wrong?" ""Phineas, where is your money?
Give it to your sister-in-law, and if a man wants to send it, he must first listen to his wife.
The brothers didn't smile, "Although the thief is dead, his spirit is still there."
Put your fucking shit! Han Fei was so angry that he cursed, and Luo Hao hurriedly persuaded him"Brother Fei, he has no culture and deliberately pretends to be, don't pay attention to him. Han Fei was so angry, "Lao Tzu doesn't like other people's wives, Xiaoyi is my woman, it's your son!" ""Yes, yes, yes. Good for my sister-in-law, good for my sister-in-law. ”
Luo Hao said on his lips, and he didn't understand in his heart, so many beautiful women, why did he have to stare at a **. And it's a ** that doesn't look like a ** at all....
Case Moyu dragged on for a few days, and finally couldn't stand Qin Jianming's ** bombardment.
Not only Su Jianming, but Gao Lan and Qin Ruyu also kept looking for her.
Moyu, I know you don't like me, but the company also has your share, if your father's company fails, what good will it do you? "Sister, you are too selfish, is it so difficult for you to find Mr. Gu?
You have the ability to find it yourself.
Qin Ruyu's face was red, "Mr. Gu only likes you, if Mr. Gu likes me, no matter what method I use, I will also find a way to help the family." ""Moyu, help your father, he loves you, has the family treated you badly over the years? "For the last time. "
Qin Moyu couldn't bear it"This is the last time, from now on, you don't want to find Gu Beicheng when you encounter something, he doesn't owe you. "What's your tone? "
Jianming! Moyu, you come forward first and say that you will move Mr. Gu, and if we can handle it ourselves in the future, we will definitely not look for you.
If it rained, Qin Moyu walked in the rain in an ink-colored cheongsam, her high heels were wet, and the water droplets she brought up fell on her calves, going down.
There should be a result in the matter with Gu Beicheng, and if it continues like this, they will not be happy with each other.
The ink-colored cheongsam has light green flowers blooming on it, which is retro, her hair is coiled high with a hairpin, and her scarlet lips are bewitching and gorgeous in the dark night.
Gu Beicheng received **, rushed from the bar to the door, and saw the delicate figure from a distance.
Why don't you go in?
This is your home, and the master's house is not there, how can there be an advanced reason?
Gu Beicheng couldn't refute it, and he didn't know how to refute it.
Duan Shi asked if they hadn't seen each other, and they both had a strange and familiar feeling:
When Gu Beicheng drove back, he missed bursting the embankment, and at this moment, his heart seemed to be on fire.
Qin Moyu, you really have a level of speaking.
After he finished speaking, he didn't look at her, and went into the courtyard, Dongzi held a black umbrella in his hand, standing outside and didn't move. Qin Moyu was about to chase the man's heavy steps, when Dongzi suddenly said, "Miss! "She turned around, and Dongzi smiled, "During this time, Mr. Gu misses you very much, he went to Miss Qin's appointment a few days ago to be angry with you." "He's been drinking every day lately, and he's really eager to marry you, miss......You can give Mr. Gu a little hope. Her indifferent attitude, Dongzi is a little unbearable for a bystander.
Not to mention Gu Beicheng....
He was meant to be strong.
Gu Beicheng's blazer was stained with a little rain, but it didn't soak into his clothes, and turned into a grain of white sugar.
Qin Moyu's umbrella was thrown at the door, and she took a towel to wipe the water for him, she knelt on the sofa with one leg, and before she could wipe it a few times, he pressed the back of her head on the sofa.
Originally, Gu Beicheng had thought about it, he couldn't talk so well, he also had to learn to be angry, so that Moyu had a sense of crisis.
He Gu Beicheng can't always be a licking dog.
But as soon as he saw her, it seemed that nothing mattered, in front of his own woman, face was not so important, there was no one in the room, but it was spotlessly clean, Qin Moyu's ink-colored cheongsam was in his hand, and he felt the temperature of her body through a piece of fabric.
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