At that time, I was vaguely confused, but I didn’t think deeply. It was a doubt.

You killed Qin by hand, and you were killed by BMW with one blow, which shows that you know very well.
He should have found out long ago, but it’s a pity that he shouldn’t expect to fool his eyes and make himself look ridiculous.
Language Shanghai gave a shock to tears.
He really cherishes him, but he loves him. His pet has given him the language of Shanghai, Luoyu and Shanghai instead of Qin Xi, who is ugly here now, right?
He can’t help feeling jealous of himself. He has always spoken Shanghai instead of Qin Xi. He will love him and spoil him instead of meeting strangers like this.
Then you’ve never worked in front of me before, so you always have to send me away
This puzzled him, and he kept telling himself that he must be fooling him. He must have doubted it for a long time, but he hoped it was another answer that made him feel deeply grieved.
Because I don’t want you to come into contact with things that are too complicated and dirty. Those things shouldn’t be with you now.
At that time, the pure paper in Shanghai was unbearable to defile. He always pampered him carefully and kept everything dirty away from him.
I didn’t expect this situation to come today.
Language Shanghai closed his eyes and tears kept falling down his cheeks, swallowing his sobs and not letting his back to others hear him. Finally, he couldn’t help but hug Jing Yun in his arms with a stride and rubbed against him as usual.
This tactile sensation makes him feel that nothing has changed. There is no Jing embroidery country, no Qin country, no conspiracy, no hegemony. Ambition is Jing Yun language, and two people in Shanghai are leaning against each other.
But the fact is the fact after all, and no one can change it.
If you are like this now, it will be the past, and you can’t keep it.
No, you can go back to Shanghai and yell and hug Jing Yun. The more you want to come back to Qin with me, the more you want me to give it to you. Jing Yao can give it to me, too. You are still the same as when you were in the border town, just the two of us.
Oh, my God. Can you give up? Jing Yun let him hug him and sigh gently.
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God is the father’s headache, not his control.
Can’t promise, can he? He guessed it.
I’m sure I can do it when I ask you to give it to me. He will do everything he can to persuade his father to give up his ambition in the competition. My father is so painful that he will definitely agree.
What he needs most is time. He can’t even last a month after the talk.
Close your eyes slightly and don’t want to talk about this topic. They are already enemies.
I want to know that when you approached me, he was a sovereign who had just conferred nothing, and they locked the target in themselves.
In fact, at that time, I was framed by my brother and fell off a cliff, and then
He saved me, didn’t he?
In that way, he will regret it less. He knows that Shanghai is still true when he doesn’t know it in a certain period, not in front of him. Qin Xi has been beside him for two years. He has played such a successful idiot and has to applaud him.
I think you have a lot of opportunities than staying with me, don’t you?
Pick up the emotional scene, get cold, and return to the calm wave state. Even the sound is a little ups and downs, like talking about the weather and talking about something urgent with you.
Language Shanghai suddenly lost his mind, but he still tightly encircled Jingyun and refused to let him go.
Because I don’t want to leave him, spoil him, drown him and stay too far away from him.
Jing Yun’s taunt evoked corners of his mouth. His arm walked a few steps away from him and looked back at him.
Do you know what I left you?
The tone is full of coldness, leaving no feelings at all, so I went straight to Shanghai to chill his heart.
I just cried, but my eyes are still red and slightly nasal. It looks particularly lovable, but I can’t arouse Jing Yun’s feelings of a little pain.
The laughter of the past has yellowed in my memory and I can’t see clearly, leaving only my fingertips to touch the cold.
Shanghai cold shrink up as if it were still that naive child waiting for Jingyun to spoil and look at him expectantly.
Can he not answer this question? He is afraid that knowing it is a bloody real wound.
It’s a pity that Jing Yun’s heart is hard and iron.
Seeing that he didn’t talk, Jing Yun stopped talking because you were like a mourning man. Do you understand? I’m not hurting you. I’m looking for his shadow in you.