On the other end of the phone, a man stood by the window, Qing Jun's tall and straight figure facing the sun, his dark eyes as dark as ink, deep and cold, "If you don't love her, why do you torture yourself and hurt her?"
These words sounded funny and ridiculous, and Sheng Xixiu actually laughed out loud.
"Love? For people like us who are ready to die for our country at any time, what kind of love can we talk about? I don't need it, and I don't want it." I just want you to understand how painful a heart-wrenching loss is, that's fine!
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After a few seconds of silence, the other party suddenly cut off the call.
Sheng Xixiu squinted his eyes and looked at the completely black screen for a while before his cold eyes regained a little energy.
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In the bedroom, Mu Zhao was dressing up in front of the mirror.
When Sheng Xixiu walked over, she turned around and stood up.
He looked at her condescendingly, but she ignored his existence.
Sheng Xixiu frowned, "Just because I don't let you wear high heels, you show off to me?"
After he said this, he reached out and pinched her chin, forcing her eyes to look at him.
Those eyes are as dark as a swamp at night. You can¡¯t see clearly what¡¯s inside, but it¡¯s easy to sink into them and be shattered to pieces.
"If you have to wear it, you have to wait until your foot is healed" The low voice was half compromise and half doting, "It can't be done now."
A man like Sheng Xixiu usually doesn¡¯t care about anything in particular, but with a little concentration, he can appear affectionate and affectionate.
At Mu Zhao¡¯s age, he is not very experienced in the world.
She feels that men have given way to others, and she seems to be disrespectful if she insists on her own opinion.
He pursed his lips, and after a moment he snorted heavily, "But I don't want to sit in a wheelchair."
"Um."
"I want to choose the gift myself."
"Okay, I'll accompany you."
"Are you always mean to me?"
The man frowned and wiped her cheek with his fingers: "I try to control it as much as possible."
"I don't want to feel unhappy when I see other little white flowers coming to my door."
"Jealous?"
Mu Zhao denied: "No, I just don't want to be disgusted."
"Does Wanwan disgust you that much?"
Mu Zhao¡¯s eyes widened: ¡°You still call me so kind?¡±
"Mrs. Sheng, if you are jealous, just be jealous. I won't laugh at you."
"I said no, so I won't, so don't put too much pressure on yourself" Mu Zhao was angry. That woman was so scheming and so cruel to me, let alone her. "Anyway, I just don't want to see her again." She came to my door to disgust me. If you still have lingering feelings for her and don't want to terminate this improper relationship with me, just make an appointment outside. It's best not to have sex if it doesn't happen If it happens, at least let me know. I hate unclean men the most"
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"Mrs. Sheng, you look so angry and jealous you are quite pretty."
The man nuzzled the top of her hair with his chin, his right hand touched her back and came down to her waist. With a little force, he pressed it towards his heart, and Mu Zhao pressed tightly into his arms.
The soft and fragrant smell smells great!
He took a deep sniff, and then the very short phone call from before rang, with a layer of evil in his heart, "I'm quite clean, didn't you have a good time last night"
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"Sheng Xixiu!" The woman blushed and became furious.
She wanted to move, but because her waist was tightly restrained by the man, it only had the opposite effect.
She only moved once, and her lower abdomen was pressed against by the talented little leader
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