Chapter 1753: We are all the same kind of people sixteen
Yes, a woman like her, a woman who is so dirty and has been gang-raped, what qualifications does she have to stand beside Ling Yiche, and what qualifications does she have to have a man like Ling Yiche?
She doesn't have this qualification, she doesn't have this qualification.
Ling Yiche, he is too beautiful for her, and she is not qualified to be like this.
But how difficult is it to give up?
When Ling Yiche heard Xia Ximo talking like this, he frowned and immediately said anxiously: "What are you talking about, what is dirty or not, what is clean or not?"
You are the woman I like, you are the woman I, Ling Yiche, love deeply. I love you deeply, not other things. I don’t care if you are dirty or not, I don’t care if you are clean. I
All I know is that I like you as a woman.
Ximo, I beg you, please stop thinking so wildly, please stop thinking so wildly, okay..."
After hearing this, Xia Ximo shook his head and said, "No, no, it's not that I'm just thinking nonsense, but it's true, true, Ling Yiche, how can I be worthy of a man like you?
We don’t want to be together anymore, we don’t want to be together anymore, okay, Ling Yiche, we don’t want to be together anymore, you go find a woman who is worthy of you, okay?”
When Ling Yiche heard this, he became very anxious and said: "What are you thinking about? What are you worthy of? I, Ling Yiche, just like you. I just like you Xia Ximo. What are you worthy of?"
What nonsense are you talking about?”
After hearing this, Xia Ximo couldn't help but burst into tears and said, "But I'm dirty, I'm really dirty!
Ling Yiche, I am really dirty, really dirty..."
After all, she couldn't get over her own psychological hurdle. She couldn't get over it after all. From the beginning to the end, she felt that she was dirty, a dirty woman, and a dirty woman who was not worthy of Ling Yiche.
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After all, she couldn't pass her own test, and she couldn't let it go.
Ling Yiche looked at Xia Ximo's painful expression and closed her eyes subconsciously, Ximo, do I have to tell you that memory of mine so that you can feel that we are compatible?