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Chapter 1006 I didn¡¯t mean to hurt you, stop crying...

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    "Sheng Qianqian, are you so hungry and thirsty?"

    Drunk women usually have slow brain reactions, and Sheng Qianqian is no exception.

    She even nodded matter-of-factly, "Yeah, otherwise, why would I support you? How about, fifty thousand a night, how much does this money make? You can easily make one hundred and fifty thousand in a month.  Ten thousand."

    The man doesn¡¯t look very good. Could it be that the price she offered is too low?

    Sheng Qianqian thought about it for a while, and it seemed that it was a bit lacking. After all, it was a rare opportunity for such a handsome man to have such good muscles.

    Why don¡¯t she be more generous? It¡¯s rare for her to be wild and unrestrained. People have to pursue something in life. They can¡¯t always live in the past, living in those days when the darkness made her suffocated

    She should live the most vivid life. There are so many vast forests waiting for her money to nourish them.

    She reached out and patted the man's handsome face that looked rough because of his beard, and said boldly: "Let's do this, 2 million a month, just one month, how about it? You earn it every day. After one month, you can get it  Use the money to be good, go back to your hometown, buy a house, and find a good girl to marry, how wonderful it would be"

    Hehe, 2 million, how cheap is he?

    However, Gu Nanjue then thought about it. She paid 2 million a month to support a pretty boy, which was indeed very tempting to men who wanted to be a soft-boiler.

    Although she is sloppy, she has a good figure.

    It should be as big as it should be, as soft as it should be, and as perky as it should be. The main thing is that her face should be clean, especially when she is so drunk and dreaming, I don't know how attractive it is.

    Thinking about it, I feel annoyed.

    During the two or three years he was in prison, the least thing he worried about was that her private life was chaotic and she would mess around outside. The most she worried about was that she would have a new relationship, which was within his tolerance.

    Now, listening to her tone, this is not the first time that she has taken care of a pretty boy?

    The woman in his arms was still making a fuss, blowing hot air on his cochlea playfully. He had already been holding back his anger, so how could he be polite now?

    Almost as soon as she was flirting with him, he turned sideways and pressed her into the chair beneath him.

    He is so tall, so the space in the car is so crowded.

    In this way, if it sticks closely to the temperature, it will become hotter and more sultry.

    He clasped her chin, forcing her red lips to open slightly, and a rough and vague voice sounded steadily from above her head, "Qianqian, how many men have you had in these years?"

    The man¡¯s eyes were like a snow wolf under the moonlight. When he saw her, he frowned and raised three fingers in fear

    Oh, I hesitated for a few seconds, it was five fingers.

    The man's eyes became colder and colder, and she pouted aggrievedly, "Don't be so cruelGu Nanjue, don't be so cruel"

    She suddenly cried and said, the pear blossoms were wet with rain, her tears were hot and wanton.

    Gu Nanjue was a little panicked. Ever since the depths of his memory, this woman had given him the impression that she was Barbie. Tears were simply not in line with her personality.

    It was because of this that her murmuring and tearful look made him suddenly feel distressed.

    He has seen many women cry, and the one who cried the most was Wu Jia.

    Most of the images of Wu Jia in front of him were of her shedding tears silently and silently. At first, he thought the tears were aggrieved and he could still care about them, but as they happened more often, he became impatient.

    However, the woman under him cried so wrongedly, with no image, or even any beauty. He just felt that his heart was being grabbed and it hurt.

    He freed up a hand, touched her face, wiped her tears, his eyes became warm, and his voice was low and slow, "I didn't mean to hurt you, don't cry" (Remember the website address:  www.hlnovel.com
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