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Chapter 795

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Apart from the wild area, the most brilliant big house.

Tonight, the picture is almost a famous scene.

Big boss, kneeling down in the yard, his daughter.

For the sake of your daughter, don’t get involved with a prodigal son.

The daughter, upstairs, plunged into the arms of the prodigal son, and depended on each other tightly.

Seeking, comfort, relying on

After a long time, Song Sanxi became embarrassed.

This fragrant body bone and the undulating and explosive lines are really alas!

He had no choice, like a victim.

so

He coughed twice.

Wang Xia was in her arms, holding one hand around his neck and the other around his waist.

He didn't raise his head, and tears had already wet his chest.

He whispered: "Sanxi, what's wrong? Have you caught a cold?"

Sound, soft, concerned.

"That not only has a cold, but also a fever!" Song Sanxi was a little depressed, "Sister Xia, get up, okay, stop crying, pay attention to your health."

"I am not afraid of death with you in my body. It's okay, I'll rely on it for a while."

"But you don't feel any discomfort in your stomach? I feel uncomfortable anyway."

"ah"

Wang Xia then woke up.

She felt something.

On the spot, he stood up, let out a soft voice, and slapped Song Sanxi on the back.

I twisted my waist and turned around, pursed my lips and wanted to laugh, feeling so embarrassed.

"Damn guy, you bad guy"

Song Sanxi shook his head, looked down at himself, and sighed: "Sister Xia, I'm sick."

"Go to yours, bad guy, I want to believe it! Is it a common problem for stinky men?"

"No one believes the truth. It's a common problem. You should ask your dad to leave! People in their fifties are over 50 years old and they are fat. If they kneel for a long time, they will have problems. After all, they are still your dad. Without him, how can you be there? He hasn't been making up for you and obeying you for many years."

When Wang Xia heard this, she became angry and interrupted coldly: "He wants to kneel down, just kneel down! Why did he say you? You didn't hear it just now?"

Song Sanxi smiled, "I heard it!"

"I heard that, are you still pitying him? Song Sanxi, you are so heartbroken! Don't you hold a grudge at all?"

Song Sanxi shook his head and smiled and said, "Men, is it interesting to hold grudges? There are too many things to remember. Are you annoying?"

"Besides, no matter what your father said before, whether it was right or wrong, but the father loved his daughter. We must respect this."

"For other things, let's talk about the current things, and do it now."

"you"

Wang Xia was quite touched and felt that Song Sanxi was different from others.

But she gave him a blank look, "You really know how to think! Your mentality is really different than that of ordinary people. But what if he doesn't leave?"

Now, Wang Xia believed it.

Song Sanxi said that Wang Wenhong would not go upstairs, and it was true.

Song Sanxi pressed her shoulder and said, "Sit down, I'll take a look first."

Wang Xia turned around and looked at him, but she actually returned it!

I couldn't help but blush.

"Bad thing, what's going on with you? What's going on in your mind? Stinky man, smelly man"

"I said, this is a disease."

When Song Sanxi bowed his head, it was natural.

Then, he stood up straight and his shape was very funny, but he walked towards the window openly.

Seeing this, Wang Xia was amused and crying.

"This stinky hooligan! So shameless"

Song Sanxi walked over, hid the curtains and looked downstairs.

Seeing Wang Wenhong kneeling there, supporting the ground with both hands.

The fat body was trembling.

The expression on his face was very sad.
Chapter completed!
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