Suddenly there was a pleasure of torturing them, which made his whole body exude a terrifying aura, like a ferocious beast that had found food, and was extremely dangerous.
Gong Ruxue approached her, holding up her long skirt. When she saw the sudden coldness in his eyes, she shivered. Who had offended him? As long as he showed such a look, there must be someone there.
Individuals will begin to suffer and become unlucky.
"Tuo..." She tried her best to put a smile on her face. She was so innocent that she turned around and said, "Do you think it looks good?" Her voice was very sweet, with a hint of coquettishness.
Gong Ruxue is definitely a very good lover. She understands a man's heart and can capture his heart. I have to say that with Su Zhetuo, she really succeeded.
"It looks good." Su Zhetuo nodded, stepped forward and hugged Gong Ruxue's slim waist tightly, smiling evilly in his ear, and his warm breath caressed her ear from time to time.
The clothes are very beautiful, but when that day comes, I will definitely tear them into pieces with my own hands. His voice was very soft, but the teasing meaning in it was very strong.
Gong Ruxue's body trembled slightly, and a blush quickly appeared on her face. She understood what he meant, and she began to look forward to the day they got married.
She will be Mrs. Su in the future. Mrs. Su who belongs to a wealthy family.
But he didn't notice that Su Zhetuo, who had already stood up straight, began to lose consciousness when he looked at the wedding dress on her body, and his somewhat blurred eyes lost their usual coldness.
No one knows what he is thinking.
And their wedding has attracted the attention of major media and newspapers. He has indeed given Gong Ruxue a great status and face, and has not wronged her at all. However, he has wronged another woman who loves him.
Two years, two years, more than 700 days, are already in the past tense.
Xiang Qinglan kept walking forward, occasionally looking back, she looked behind her, far away, as if she was recalling something, until she raised the corners of her lips again, as if the breeze was blowing.
With a light expression, the pain in his eyes really slowly receded.
Nothing is impossible, really, nothing...
When she got home, Qing was already waiting for her at home.
"Qing..." Xiang Qinglan lifted her toes and stroked Qing's face. She compared it with her own hands. Her skin was naturally fair, and Qing's skin seemed to be much darker than before. Although
, he was still as handsome as before, but she still felt strange.
Strangely, she took Qing's hand and wrote on his palm, "Qing, you've been depressed lately. Have you not even taken a shower?"
Qing patted her head and raised his right eyebrow, "You didn't take a shower, but I do it every day. It's dark because..." He paused for a while, and then continued: "It's because I wash it every day.
I'm going to bask in the sun." He said without turning red or out of breath. Originally, he was just basking in the sun, but he was just working during basking time.
"Do you dislike me?" Qing showed a sad look in his eyes, looking at the obvious comparison between his skin color and hers. He was indeed much darker. He was darker than her before, now he is darker, and he will be darker in the future.
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No, Xiang Qinglan shook his head in a funny way, and continued to write on the palm of his hand, "It is normal for men to be black, but it cannot be said that they are black. It can only be said that they are healthier than before." After writing,
Xiang Qinglan smiled, clear and clear, sometimes he really looked like an extremely innocent child. When you were with him, you never needed to think too much, because he was so simple and so clean.
"Let's forget that Lan is darker," Qing squinted his eyes, looking at the excessively fair complexion on her face, and imagining how she would look darker. He even compared it with his own hand, forget it.
He compared it for a while, and in the end he really hoped that she would stay like this.
Lan seems to be more frightening when he is darker. He is already thin, but if he gets darker and thinner, he will become an African refugee.
Xiang Qinglan nodded, okay, I will just bask in the sun as much as you do from now on. She spoke word by word, using lip language this time, while Qing rubbed her hair.
, a very intimate gesture, with natural pampering added to it. The two people looked at each other and smiled, and in each other's eyes they saw the world, the world where there were only the two of them.
Another day passed easily, and Xiang Qinglan, who saw Su Zhetuo, seemed to have forgotten that person. The person who was once connected to her life was now a stranger.
, they are already strangers. When they meet again or think of each other again, there is nothing but a faint sigh.
Their family, with his betrayal and his humiliation, must have begun to disappear.
She turned over, and the man behind her hugged her waist from behind. She smiled softly, turned around, and lay in his arms honestly, having a good night's sleep.
In the morning, she went out. The weather outside seemed to be particularly good. She could really get used to it. She had been doing that job for a long time and it was still difficult, but she was used to it.
She packed a pack of newspapers, put it on her back, straightened up, and took a slight breath. All men did this job here, except her, a woman, and she was also a woman who couldn't speak.
Everyone automatically made way for her. Yes, she was a woman, but she also proved to them that she could do such a job, and she would do it very well and seriously. Rain or shine, she would do it.
She never complained about pain or tiredness. Although she didn't, her expression said everything.
She has no voice, but she has a pair of clean eyes, and you can see her stubborn but heart-wrenching soul.
Pulling out a newspaper from behind, she placed it at the door of one house, and then another. But she didn't know that in a black car not far from her, a man stared at her with a cold face.
The expression is very cold, very cold.,
She was really embarrassed. Is that woman who was bent over and was Xiang Qinglan? If he hadn't seen it with his own eyes, he thought he would never believe it. This woman he had been married to for two years, the one he treasured
The woman at home would actually do such a job because of his words. He took a long drag on the cigarette, thinking that he was torturing the man, but in the end he realized that he was torturing only this stupid woman.