She wears luxurious and exquisite clothes, which is not matched with the flavor of the poor fragrant powder here. So that when the people who came and went through her, they all subconsciously avoided it.
The hand holding the gift box bag was tight and tight again. Finally, he stood in front of Chu Qingwan.
The person who stood on the stage before waiting for her to reward, now, stand in front of her ...
"Mrs., I like this gift. Please say thank you for your young handsome, thank you for your love." Chu Qingwan's complexion was soft, with a gentle smile, but looking at Shen Si Yin's eyes A trace of sympathy and compassion.
In front of her eyes, Shen Si Yin only wanted to escape, but ...
"You ... have it?" Chu Qingwan asked.
The elegant smile on the face was cracked inch, and the words of Shen Yiyin were choked on the throat, embarrassed, and quickly climbed up from the bottom of my heart ...
Her voice was very small: "I ... Girl Chu, you ... Can you teach me, teach me to sing?"
"Singing?" Chu Qingwan was surprised.
"Yes," Shen Si Yin gritted his teeth: "Zong Han said, I want to listen to me singing, so I want to learn from you ..."
Chu Qingwan's face was surprised more.
She has a charming face, especially under the lights, her eyes flow, and the charm is rampant.
ridicule……
Shen Siyin's fingers trembled slightly.
A small face is pale, the fingertips are cold, and the body wrapped in the fur in the finger quickly colds.
"Okay, I teach me if my wife learns, what do ladies want to learn?"
Nympho
Night, long.
Shen Si Yin and Chu Qingwan walked on the quiet and unmanned table, walking, opening, under the light, and under the light, practice again and again.
The sound came out from the open area, long and long ...
The throat was dumb, and the cold sweat appeared on her body.
"Think about the past and hate ... when I go to the time when I go to the brocade ... Today's head willow ..."
"嘭-"
There was a sound,
Chu Qingwan looked back and glanced back, and saw a sinking stems planted on the table.
"Madam!" She was shocked.
Shen Siyin's body curled up on the table, bowing into shrimp, and his thin body couldn't help trembling. "Madam, what did you do?" Chu Qingwan wanted to reach out to help her, but Shen Siyin gritted his teeth and waved his hand.
"fine."
She was so painful, and she passed by.
The pain of eclipse, the dense sweat on the forehead, Chu Qingwan was shocked and wanted to shout, but she was grabbed by her: "No, no need to call people, I am old ..."
I don't know how long it has been, Chan Yin's body finally no longer tremble, and her face is slightly better.
"Madam is ... stomach cancer?" Chu Qingwan suddenly said.
Chan Yin raised his eyes.
Chu Qingwan said again: "My sister, she also walked from gastric cancer ..."
Shen Si Yin's lips and teeth are bitter, and the chance of gastric cancer is almost zero ... She nodded. Chu Qingwan started to help her, and her look was complicated: "You handsomely him ... know?"
"I don't know," Shen Si Yin laughed.
Chu Qingwan pursed his lips, what he wanted to say, and didn't know how to speak for a while. Yesterday, Xiao Shaoshuai's disgust and dislikes of Chan Yin would naturally look in her eyes. She?
Maybe, maybe not ...
After all, Shen Si Yin has a lot of evil ...
In the god of God, she heard Shen Si Yin's words again: "I also asked Girl Chu to help me conceal this, I don’t want him to know."
"..."
"Girl Chu ..., thank you."
Faced with such a pair of begging eyes, Chu Qingwan finally nodded.
"Let's continue, girl Chu." Shen Si Yin stood up. She still remembers Xiao Zonghan's request ... In such a physical condition, she still has to learn to sing by herself ... so……"
How painful people in the late stages of gastric cancer are painful, and Chu Qingwan has seen it with her own eyes. That is, because she has seen it, she does not understand why Shen Si Yin insists on insisting!
Tell Xiao Zonghan, isn't it good?
"He likes."
In a word, three words.
He likes, because of such a ridiculous and sad reason, Chan Si Yin supports the seriously ill body. On the winter night, in such a place, learn to sing with her. YYLS
Chu Qingwan's eyelashes were slightly moved, and she could see that Shen Siyin had little time.
This woman ...
Holding Shen Si Yin's hand tightly, Chu Qingwan sighed slightly: "No, the wife sang, it is good enough."