Anyway, she’s not that picky
I used to be a rich lady eating delicacies.
But then I didn’t have those. However, when I paid for it, I got it, and I could feel sweet after eating rough tea and plain food.
It is said that everyone’s tastes are very different from life and environment.
Nowadays, no matter how good it is to eat every day, I still feel like that.
I still miss eating when I lived in that old house with my mother.
At that time, grandma and mom would find some small jobs to do at home.
Their family has never been so formal.
Except grandma, who lived in the countryside before.
However, it was the time when their family was reborn, and no one really complained.
Although she sometimes says a few words about warmth, she is still so heartless and joking every time the family is together.
Even the girl who eats pickles will say, wow, what is this dish today? Why is it so delicious?
How can the former family eat pickled pickles for so long, but everything seems to be good for the whole family to eat together
Later, the little guy fell asleep, and the two of them went back to the room and got out of bed after taking a shower.
Teng always lies on her belly, listening to the baby’s movements, gentle and unable to help laughing.
"It may be very obvious next month."
"I just heard the baby seem to say that she wants her father to make out with her mother."
"Nonsense" gentle blush with shame said to him.
He laughed and crawled in front of her baby.
Call her in a low voice, and then the knife and axe gradually cover all her sight.
The shallow lip just gently covered her lip.
Just gently kissed and tossed
Until she was a little sad to breathe, he raised his hand and gently held her face and continued to kiss lightly.
Until she raised her hand around his neck and wanted more kisses.
He just hugged her and was gently strangled-but his low voice was extremely tempting.
They are most familiar with the big bed in that dark room at night.
Later, gentle still leaned over him and asked him, did you say Wen Liang has gone back now? Should I make another call? Or do you call one?
"I don’t think there’s anything wrong with Wen Liang. Your little head is out of order first."
"Huh?" Gentle and puzzled question
"Baby, aren’t you afraid that your husband will be jealous? You worry about your brother and sister all day. Your husband found out that you really didn’t worry about him. "
"Who said that?" Gentle denial
Turn over to leave his arms, but he suddenly put his arms around him and stopped moving.
"You said that I don’t care about you, but you still hug me?"
"That’s why I want to hold it tightly."
-digression–
Recommend the ending article "The Giants Take a New Wife by Flash Marriage" and "Stealing a Cute Baby"
☆, 142 No one can stop the love of remarriage.
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I received the message gently the next morning, sister. The more I think about it, the angrier I get. Belle, that girl is so badly beaten.
Look at the phone gently and then can’t help but frown.
She got up, looked at the message carefully, and then turned to wake up the man and immediately dialed the warmth.
The result is that you are connected by dialing.
Gentle heart a panic and then immediately call Wen Liang.
As a result, Wen Liang’s cell phone is not there either.
Is it a court?
"What’s the matter?" Tengyun slowly sat up and turned around to see gentle twist eyebrow preoccupied.
"Warm said she wanted to beat Belle"
"I can’t get through to her?"
"I’m afraid she has got off the bus? That girl is impulsive. Maybe she will do whatever she wants. "
"Do you know the address of Belle’s house?"
Gentle shook his head with tenderness and warmth to know.
They go to the same school and play together all the time.
Section 331
"Wen Liang’s words can’t get through?" he asked
"Yes, what now?"
"I’ll go to Wen Liang, you continue to talk warmly, and we’ll keep in touch at any time."
"Don’t you have a meeting if you want to go there in person?"
"Of course, if you are in a stable mood, things will be postponed before the meeting." He said and got up and dressed quickly.
When he went out, he only ordered a little more tenderness, looked at it, and then called warmth.
That girl is listening to the song in the car and thinking that after meeting Belle, she should beat her up and vent for tenderness.
Especially after seeing Belle Weibo early today, the warmth is even more unbearable.
Why on earth should that girl step on both sides?
What, if it were you, would you rather be poor in the city or live in a mansion in the country?
Shit, is that a level?
And those so-called poor and rich things in front of love are really that important?
At her age, when love and bread would choose love, she felt that Belle was guilty.