Yin Yijie suddenly had a little bit of Yin Siqi's taste, and a little soft in the coldness. I heard it numb and suddenly realized:
Yin Yijie is also acting spoiled?!
I was still at the back of my head and said seriously:
"You bought three cars this year, but there were no less than ten cars in the past. Are you going to collect cars?"
I will donate all your car for more than five years to the foundation tomorrow."
In the garage at home, he has more cars than Brian and needs more cars...
Cars and women are the favorites of men, so there are no dislikes.
Shan, how do I remember this sour poem that Ran Hua read to me?
Ran Hua, I’m nervous at home now.
The bride will pick it up and we will go to the hotel later.
The bridal chamber is in a hotel, and the home is simply decorated.
"Smack and fuck!"
The extremely loud sound of firecrackers sounded, and the wedding car drove out slowly. The reporters on both sides were as dedicated as the photographers, and they also did not realize that there was anything wrong here today.
Bentley followed closely behind, Yin Yijie took me and reluctantly got on our "old" car. When I got on the bus, I still forgot the new Bentley with affectionate glance.
I said, "You like it, I will ask my sister-in-law tomorrow to borrow it to live with you; do you need to go through the cohabitation procedures?"
I heard that there are people with fetishism in the world who get married to their own cars. I think Yin Yijie has this potential.
Yin Yijie got into the car in a depressed state, bit my ear, and groaned:
"If you seduce me, I don't mind it's in the car."
He didn't know where his hand was pressed, and a glass wall immediately rose in front to separate us from the front seat; his big hand immediately
I hurriedly shouted, "Be honest, it's not safe today. Are you asking for trouble for yourself?"
This person seems to have a little too much hormone secretion and can't figure out the severity of the matter; or does he need to maintain his passion in this way?
That was so amazing, I was too lazy to follow him crazy; now that the place is so quiet, it must be the other party's transfer center.
Who told the truth? Such a loud thunder, without a heavy rain, is sorry for their reputation; so the more I go back, the more nervous I am actually