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Chapter 1812: Our love is too fragile

Raising an eyebrow, I said:

"That's all the Chenzhizi from several years ago. It's enough to sleep in a daze for a few days. He said it's amazing. Isn't there any air conditioner at home? He took the chicken feathers as a command arrow and came to vent my anger. I

Don't mind me. Today's will be cancelled, and I will write the game program later. I will finish the upgrade part quickly. If I'm lucky, I might have 30 to 50 million. I don't care about other people's money.

Take care of me all day long, hum!"

"Okay, it's good to have a rest."

Brian asked Uncle Tao to mop the floor with a mop and go out.[

Sitting in the study and looking at the turbulent water in the river, I was also angry. Humph, everyone was angry, why don’t I be angry?

This man had to use the name of a board of directors to talk to me, and he was sneaky and didn't know what to do!

I ignore him, not at all.

It feels good to be held in his palm, but it feels bad to be locked at home by him.

What's more, just lock it, and you won't be there for anyone to visit the prison!

What does it mean?!

The spring river is warm and the red plum blossoms are fragrant. I don’t know what will happen this spring, let alone what will happen to him and me.

I don’t think about it and dare not expect it. I have been too many years, so I don’t dare to expect it, so I have less disappointment.

Work hard and strive to increase your capital in order to achieve a more hopeful weight in the future.

Only when there is that capital can ideals be realized and hope will be meaningful.

Don't know!

I think the love between us is too fragile, even more fragile than the snow under the eaves.

Just like the thin broken ice on the river, whether it is sun or water, or the pebbles of a naughty child, it will tear its dreams apart and disappear in the flood and sinking of the sky.

I don't suspect that Yin Yijie loves me or loves me very deeply;

Just like I can't confirm the load-bearing coefficient of our love, everything is so clear, seeing, experiencing, and never having the possibility of ideals again.

If it weren't for our love being too fragile, why did he use such powerful means to maintain it and pay tribute in such a grand manner?

Do you know that the more he is so careful in everything, the more he shows that there is something wrong

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