"Brother Yi, wouldn't it be a bit immoral for us to go like this?" The man was facing a man showing off his beauty in the mirror.
Yi Huaiyang was very satisfied with himself in the mirror. His black hair was meticulously combed, revealing his plump forehead. His high nose bridge and well-defined lips made him appear strong and somewhat tough. At first glance, he looked like a good man.
Xian glanced at his shrinking brother, "Morality? What the hell is that? I never knew about it, and I have almost no women now. Is it useful to talk about morality?"
I put on my newly released high-end version of Rolex and walked away with pride.
Zhong Bo shook his head helplessly and hurriedly followed. What could his brother do? Go up the bridge and get off the frying pan.
Simply looking at Song Nancheng in the restaurant, his handsome face is particularly charming, and he is slowly pulling the strings of the piano in his hand. Everything is so beautiful.
After finishing the song, Song Nancheng handed the violin to the waiter on the side, took the packaged gypsophila, and slowly walked towards her with a nice smile on his face, and said in front of her, "Xiao Yu'er, I..."
..." His voice is mesmerizing and magnetic, and it is easy for people to get addicted to it. The white shirt looks spotless and elegant like a fairy, and it can be unforgettable with just one look.
She was just an ordinary woman, and she couldn't resist getting lost in the whirlpool and staring at him blankly. Song Nancheng had all the conditions of a good man, including height, money, and handsomeness.
"Simple."
A muffled thunder woke up the hesitant Jian Jian. She stiffly turned her head to look at the place where the sound came from. When she saw Yi Huaiyang coming towards her with an arrogant and domineering smile, his whole body froze in an instant. The next second, Jian Jian
Instinctively, I grabbed my bag and ran away.
Like a gust of wind blowing past Song Nancheng, he only had time to catch her remaining breath.
"Jian Jian, I heard that you were so arrogant today that you dared to run away in front of Yi Huaiyang. I don't know how sad Young Master Song is. He was scared away before his love came true." Simple's best friend Gu Xiaoyu waved his hand.
Putting his hand on the simple shoulder, "You are really promising."
Simple's chin rested on the table, with a decadent and hopeless look on his face. "What can I do? I feel scared when I see him."
Gu Xiaoyu shook her head happily, "Yu'er, I'm not talking about you. How can I say that you are already in your twenties this year and not a girl of several years old? Why are you afraid of him? He won't kill you. That is illegal.
Yes. As a former police officer, he will not break the law knowingly."
He simply turned around and glanced at her, "Then go ahead."
Gu Xiaoyu quickly waved her hand, "Forget it, I haven't lived enough yet."
It's not good to offend anyone. Provoke a living King of Yama.
Year 2003.
"Yi Huaiyang, please go first, I can't walk anymore." Jian Jian stood on the side of the road panting from exhaustion, refusing to take a step forward.
Yi Huaiyang looked back and saw this scene, and glanced at the simple thigh, "Are you a pig? I told you not to eat so much, but you just don't listen. Look, you are almost like a lotus root and can walk fast.
, is the devil. Be careful no one wants you in the future." Angrily, he poked her fleshy dimple hard, and it suddenly sunk in. It was so sensual that he couldn't help but poke it a few more times.
"My dad said I'm the prettiest, not ugly." The little girl blinked her eyes aggrievedly, her eyes moist, and looked at Yi Huaiyang watery, as if he would cry if he said one more word.
"Your father is lying to you." It's not ugly yet. It's not as beautiful as the garden flowers he just caught today. Yi Huaiyang instantly lost interest and said impatiently, "Are you still leaving? If not, I'm leaving.
, don’t blame me if you are kidnapped and trafficked. I heard that those who are kidnapped will have their hearts ripped out alive, and then left in a deserted place to wait for death slowly." After saying that, he turned around and stopped caring about the little girl behind him.
Jian Jian was so frightened that he immediately squatted on the ground, and crystal clear tears started to flow down his face.
Yi Huaiyang walked a few steps, but he didn't hear the footsteps of small leather shoes following him. He turned around and saw the simple man squatting on the ground, "Auntie, what's wrong with you?" This was Yi Huaiyang's recent conversation with his grandma.
I learned a sentence while watching TV. I thought it was quite funny at the time, but I didn’t expect that I would actually use it.
"Ugh, I want to tell my mother that you spent my pocket money on the bus to buy love tokens for the class girl next door, and you also scolded my aunt, Ugh. You even let traffickers capture me. You are so bad." The little girl pointed at Yi.
Huaiyang said angrily, crying aggrievedly about what he had experienced throughout the day.
Yi Huaiyang grabbed a few handfuls of her hair helplessly. She had never seen anyone so difficult to deal with. Didn't it just cost her a small amount of money? She didn't need to cry so hard. When I get rich, I will use the money directly.
Forget about killing this miser like her, tell him what money is, just like the boss in a movie he recently fell in love with. Just a few words will make her cry like a newly widowed ***.
Yi Huaiyang went to his grandma's house in the countryside during the summer vacation. The most he did was watch the painful TV series with her that made him cry to death. When he got home, he would say one or two sentences from time to time, which scared Yi's mother that he was evil.
He talks nonsense every day. He also plans to find a master to help him see if he is out of his mind.
At the door of Jian's house, Jian's mother, who had been waiting for a long time, saw the two little carrot heads coming back one after another, and immediately greeted her. At first glance, she saw that her girl's eyes were red and swollen, and she looked pitiful as if she had been bullied.
She couldn't help but hold her in her arms with distress, and coaxed, "Yu'er, what's wrong with you?" She took a wet tissue and gently wiped away the tears still remaining on her tender skin, thinking that she had been bullied in kindergarten.
After suffering all the grievances along the way, Jian Jian finally saw her relative "Mom." However, because she cried for too long on the road, no matter how much moisture she had, she could no longer cry, but she still hugged Jian's mother's neck with unbearable grievances.
.
"Aunt Jane, it's just that she just fell down and cried." Yi Huaiyang explained sensibly, and the childlike innocence in his dark eyes made people believe his words at a glance, whether they were true or false.
The aggrieved Jian Jian looked at Yi Huaiyang in disbelief, but when he saw Yi Huaiyang raising his right fist behind his back, he was frightened back by everything he wanted to say, and timidly hugged Jian's mother's neck.
, refusing to let go.
Jane's mother smiled helplessly. She was really a little girl who had been spoiled by her father. She couldn't bear the slightest grievance. As long as Jane's father came back, he would always pamper Jane. He even did the walking for Jane.
Mom stretched out her hand and touched Yi Huaiyang's head lovingly, and said gently, "Sorry to trouble you, Yangyang."
Yi Huaiyang instantly showed his signature big white-toothed smile, "Auntie, it's okay." When he turned around, he thought that if Jian Jian dared to say it after returning home, she would never want any pocket money in her life.
That night, she lay on the pink princess bed simply, blinking her big black eyes and staring at Jane's mother who was packing her schoolbag.
Jane's mother turned around and saw her little appearance. Her heart was instantly softened by her. She touched her hair as soft as satin and asked, "What's wrong?"
"Mom, can I not go to school with Yi Huaiyang tomorrow?"
Looking at her daughter's big black and shiny beads, a trace of doubt flashed in Jane's mother's eyes, "Why? Go to school with brother Yangyang. He can take care of you. Mom doesn't have to worry." It's better for two people to go, but she is really worried if she goes alone.
Don't worry. After all, there are many children abducted and trafficked.
"It's okay." Jiang Yan pulled the quilt over his head in frustration.
Jane's mother sighed, thinking that the two children were having a tantrum. She didn't pay much attention to it. After all, whose children don't quarrel, even siblings do this. She thoughtfully turned off the light for her, leaving an orange warm bedside bed.
Gorgeous table lamp.
After Jane's mother left briefly, her voluptuous little chubby hands pulled away the quilt.