He stretched out his hands and held it on Weng Lihong's shoulder. This time she did not break free from him immediately, but her body still had no reaction. He whispered: Aunt Lihong, this is what happened. We still have a long time to go in the future. Don't cry anymore, okay?
Yes, yes, life is long, it’s better to live a life than death. Brother and sister, don’t cry. Let’s worry about it for a long time, and I don’t know where to find two sentences, but the article is incorrect.
Although Weng Lihong did not do anything about it, it was obvious that Yuan Fang could no longer help. Wen Long quickly winked at him and said: Brother Yuan Fang, you should go back and rest first, just have me here.
Although Yuan Fang has drunk too much wine, he is not stupid yet
He immediately reacted and scratched his head, and said embarrassedly: Yes, Yuan Fang, I have never read a book, and my speech is too unpleasant, it will only make you angry with your younger brother and sister. I'll leave first
After he finished speaking, he picked up the clothes draped on the back of the chair and walked out
Weng Lihong, who has been in a statue, recovered a little at this time. She shook her head and said politely: Brother Yuanfang, thank you for letting me know what I should have known. I am really grateful for my inadequate reception tonight. Please forgive me.
She said this, but her body was not moving. Although her tone was cold and tasteless, these few words made Yuan Fang flattered.
No, it's okay... No, it's not very good, it's already very good... Yuan Fang responded randomly for a few words, and then he felt that he had said something wrong, so he quickly stepped out of the box. Before leaving, he looked back with some concern.
He knew in his heart that Weng Lihong's emotions are extremely unstable now, and the only thing that can comfort her is Wenlong, but if someone else is there, it will only get in the way. They need a space that is not disturbed.
So after seeing Yuan Fang's figure disappearing in the elevator, he turned around and Wenlong sent the waiters away, then turned around and locked the door of the private room.
At this point, only I and Weng Lihong were left in the huge house.
As soon as his hand touched Weng Lihong, she immediately let out an indescribable cry of sorrow, and then she collapsed into his arms like a bone was sucked, and then she began to sobbed constantly
Her sobs became louder and louder, and then turned into a heart-wrenching cry. For the first time in his six-year-old meeting, he saw her so heartbroken.
As if all the disguise of the previous ones were removed, Weng Lihong returned to the appearance of the weak and helpless little woman.
She seemed to be standing again in the afternoon when her husband Lu Jun had an accident. She recalled how good Lu Jun was to her in the first few years of marriage. She recalled the couple's love to the cold war, facing the unchangeable reality. Although her family was superior, all her son and daughter were still underage. She was so vain and strong all her life. She thought that Lu Jun would have the opportunity to be promoted to Beijing. In the end, she dreamed of a beautiful dream and became empty. She became a new widow. She could only use tears to express her protests helplessly, protesting against this cold and ruthless reality, and protesting against this unreasonable fate.
The more she cried, the more she became. The sound was like a wounded female wolf. The sound penetrated into the hearts of the audience, which made people move. Fortunately, the sound insulation effect of this box was good, otherwise her crying method would definitely attract others' curiosity.
Auntie...Lihong...
Wenlong gently stroked her head and spine, and tried to comfort her softly, but those gentle movements used to no avail. Weng Lihong still cried so fiercely
Her slender white fingers clutched the collar of his shirt, and the constant tears poured out wet his shirt's chest.
The bun made of golden curly hair trembled with the head, and the bow made of plain white gauze seemed to be breathing.
Although she couldn't see her face, through the thin white mulberry silk shirt, you could feel the two shoulder blades on the jade back thrust constantly
Weng Lihong became more and more sad as she cried. Her breath became more and more rapid as she cried. In the end, she was a little out of breath. Her breathing and crying made him feel very distressed.
She tried to breathe and cried hard, and the sound of gasping became louder and louder, as if she was about to vomit her soul out
And she was indeed about to vomit. The pair of plump and plump breasts lying on his chest were violently rising and falling for a while. She stood up pressing his body hard and pressed his body hard.
He thought she was a little awake, but she waved her hand and pushed his arm away, then swayed towards the bathroom in her 7 cm stilettoed white lambskin pointed shoes.
Even though her plump and slender figure looks so elegant and charming from behind, Wenlong has no intention of appreciating her shaking plump and plump ass at this moment. He quickly got up and rushed up
As soon as he walked to the door of the bathroom, he heard a violent vomiting sound. The sound was as amazing as crying. He had never seen Weng Lihong like this. She knelt on her knees regardless of her image, holding the opened toilet in both hands, and vomited so much that she turned over.
The side zipper of the sky blue lace over-knee skirt on her body has been halfway opened, so the extremely tightly wrapped fat buttocks sit on the heels like two mature papayas. The long legs wrapped in rose-patterned white mesh stockings kneel on the cold tiled floor, and the slightly plump long waist brings out an extremely attractive arc
The cuffs of the white mulberry silk shirt have been pulled to the elbows. The two exposed white and plump arms are tightly clutched the edge of the toilet. A few blue veins appear on the white onion jade fingers coated with water-red nail polish, showing how hard the fingers she was holding at the moment. It seems that only by holding them tightly can she avoid sliding to the ground.
Although Weng Lihong drank a lot of wine tonight, she didn't eat anything, so she spent most of her time retching. After she vomited the red wine and gastric juice in her stomach, she had nothing to vomit, but the original water in the toilet turned dark red, and a smell of alcohol and sourness filled the vast bathroom.
Looking at her appearance, Wenlong felt sad and uncomfortable. He had never dealt with such a scene before, so the only thing he could do was to hold her tightly from behind, use his body temperature to warm her, and at the same time, he said softly in her ear: Baby Lihong, don’t cry, okay?
Things have passed, we can't change it, he gently stroked her temples, and said slightly sadly
Auntie, crying like this will only make me feel uncomfortable, and it will also make me feel even more uncomfortable
But... Weng Lihong finally stopped retching. I don't know if it was his words that worked, or if she had nothing to vomit anymore, in short, she raised her head and looked at him
After the heart-wrenching cry in front and the dry retching for a while, it did not damage the beauty of the atmospheric jade face. The flow of qi and blood caused by violent vomiting made her cheeks flush, just like peach blossoms after the rain, with a special charm.
All of this is my fault. If it weren't for me, your Uncle Lu wouldn't have died, and you wouldn't have offended Zhang Zhi, Zhang Zhigang, Dongfang Wenfan, and Li Weimin. This was all caused by me. Weng Lihong held her hands in front of her chest, and her two thin black eyebrows frowned, and said in an extremely desolate way.
No, no, they are not only for you, but also for a cruel political struggle! No, you are all bad people, they covet your beauty, they want to possess you, you did nothing wrong, you have always been a good wife and mother, Wenlong hurriedly explained to her, and this is indeed what he said in his heart
Haha, am I good? Weng Lihong smiled with a little self-deprecating smile and shook her head slowly.
Long'er, don't comfort me anymore. I'm not a chaste wife. When you Uncle Lu was here, we were cold wars for many years. I have followed many men. Although I don't love them, I can't leave them, whether physically or emotionally, I need and rely on them. Weng Lihong bit her cherry lips and said gently.
Her voice was very calm, it was a kind of terrifying calm, as if she was telling someone else's story
It seems that the woman in that story has nothing to do with herself
I am not a good mother either. I have not fulfilled my responsibility to take care of Xiaotian during these days when Xiaotian lost his father, and I am still having a crush on you!
Wenlong was speechless. Weng Lihong's review was very profound. Although he wanted to ease her, he could not find a suitable language.
But you have always loved Uncle Lu, Xiaotian, and Qingqing. You are not bad in nature. Even if you did something wrong, you tried your best to make up for it. You and me are also trying to investigate the cause of Uncle Lu's death and give Uncle Lu's spirit of heaven an explanation and comfort! Wen Long gently stroked her soft and smooth golden curly hair and said
Long'er, do you really think so? Weng Lihong raised her head in disbelief, her eyes as fragile as a small animal
Well, you have always been the perfect wife and mother in my heart. I will love you forever. Aunt Wenlong looked at the pair of red and swollen beautiful apricot eyes intently, and said very gentlely
But I killed you Uncle Lu. Weng Lihong bit her lower lip hard, as if she still had some thoughts in her heart.
That may be what Dongfang Wenfan and Zhang Zhihe did. They are the culprits in this matter. One of them has received retribution, and the other will be punished as it deserves. Wenlong said solemnly, and his heart was filled with rage again.
Woo woo woo woo woo... I don't know what he said again, Weng Lihong suddenly turned her mouth and tears came out of the frame again
Why am I so stupid, why is I so useless, I am so easily deceived. She hugged Zhen's head with both hands, and the white onion fingers coated with water-red nail polish were deeply embedded in her thick and smooth golden hair. She said to herself with an extremely annoyance.
Yes, yes, life is long, it’s better to live a life than death. Brother and sister, don’t cry. Let’s worry about it for a long time, and I don’t know where to find two sentences, but the article is incorrect.
Although Weng Lihong did not do anything about it, it was obvious that Yuan Fang could no longer help. Wen Long quickly winked at him and said: Brother Yuan Fang, you should go back and rest first, just have me here.
Although Yuan Fang has drunk too much wine, he is not stupid yet
He immediately reacted and scratched his head, and said embarrassedly: Yes, Yuan Fang, I have never read a book, and my speech is too unpleasant, it will only make you angry with your younger brother and sister. I'll leave first
After he finished speaking, he picked up the clothes draped on the back of the chair and walked out
Weng Lihong, who has been in a statue, recovered a little at this time. She shook her head and said politely: Brother Yuanfang, thank you for letting me know what I should have known. I am really grateful for my inadequate reception tonight. Please forgive me.
She said this, but her body was not moving. Although her tone was cold and tasteless, these few words made Yuan Fang flattered.
No, it's okay... No, it's not very good, it's already very good... Yuan Fang responded randomly for a few words, and then he felt that he had said something wrong, so he quickly stepped out of the box. Before leaving, he looked back with some concern.
He knew in his heart that Weng Lihong's emotions are extremely unstable now, and the only thing that can comfort her is Wenlong, but if someone else is there, it will only get in the way. They need a space that is not disturbed.
So after seeing Yuan Fang's figure disappearing in the elevator, he turned around and Wenlong sent the waiters away, then turned around and locked the door of the private room.
At this point, only I and Weng Lihong were left in the huge house.
As soon as his hand touched Weng Lihong, she immediately let out an indescribable cry of sorrow, and then she collapsed into his arms like a bone was sucked, and then she began to sobbed constantly
Her sobs became louder and louder, and then turned into a heart-wrenching cry. For the first time in his six-year-old meeting, he saw her so heartbroken.
As if all the disguise of the previous ones were removed, Weng Lihong returned to the appearance of the weak and helpless little woman.
She seemed to be standing again in the afternoon when her husband Lu Jun had an accident. She recalled how good Lu Jun was to her in the first few years of marriage. She recalled the couple's love to the cold war, facing the unchangeable reality. Although her family was superior, all her son and daughter were still underage. She was so vain and strong all her life. She thought that Lu Jun would have the opportunity to be promoted to Beijing. In the end, she dreamed of a beautiful dream and became empty. She became a new widow. She could only use tears to express her protests helplessly, protesting against this cold and ruthless reality, and protesting against this unreasonable fate.
The more she cried, the more she became. The sound was like a wounded female wolf. The sound penetrated into the hearts of the audience, which made people move. Fortunately, the sound insulation effect of this box was good, otherwise her crying method would definitely attract others' curiosity.
Auntie...Lihong...
Wenlong gently stroked her head and spine, and tried to comfort her softly, but those gentle movements used to no avail. Weng Lihong still cried so fiercely
Her slender white fingers clutched the collar of his shirt, and the constant tears poured out wet his shirt's chest.
The bun made of golden curly hair trembled with the head, and the bow made of plain white gauze seemed to be breathing.
Although she couldn't see her face, through the thin white mulberry silk shirt, you could feel the two shoulder blades on the jade back thrust constantly
Weng Lihong became more and more sad as she cried. Her breath became more and more rapid as she cried. In the end, she was a little out of breath. Her breathing and crying made him feel very distressed.
She tried to breathe and cried hard, and the sound of gasping became louder and louder, as if she was about to vomit her soul out
And she was indeed about to vomit. The pair of plump and plump breasts lying on his chest were violently rising and falling for a while. She stood up pressing his body hard and pressed his body hard.
He thought she was a little awake, but she waved her hand and pushed his arm away, then swayed towards the bathroom in her 7 cm stilettoed white lambskin pointed shoes.
Even though her plump and slender figure looks so elegant and charming from behind, Wenlong has no intention of appreciating her shaking plump and plump ass at this moment. He quickly got up and rushed up
As soon as he walked to the door of the bathroom, he heard a violent vomiting sound. The sound was as amazing as crying. He had never seen Weng Lihong like this. She knelt on her knees regardless of her image, holding the opened toilet in both hands, and vomited so much that she turned over.
The side zipper of the sky blue lace over-knee skirt on her body has been halfway opened, so the extremely tightly wrapped fat buttocks sit on the heels like two mature papayas. The long legs wrapped in rose-patterned white mesh stockings kneel on the cold tiled floor, and the slightly plump long waist brings out an extremely attractive arc
The cuffs of the white mulberry silk shirt have been pulled to the elbows. The two exposed white and plump arms are tightly clutched the edge of the toilet. A few blue veins appear on the white onion jade fingers coated with water-red nail polish, showing how hard the fingers she was holding at the moment. It seems that only by holding them tightly can she avoid sliding to the ground.
Although Weng Lihong drank a lot of wine tonight, she didn't eat anything, so she spent most of her time retching. After she vomited the red wine and gastric juice in her stomach, she had nothing to vomit, but the original water in the toilet turned dark red, and a smell of alcohol and sourness filled the vast bathroom.
Looking at her appearance, Wenlong felt sad and uncomfortable. He had never dealt with such a scene before, so the only thing he could do was to hold her tightly from behind, use his body temperature to warm her, and at the same time, he said softly in her ear: Baby Lihong, don’t cry, okay?
Things have passed, we can't change it, he gently stroked her temples, and said slightly sadly
Auntie, crying like this will only make me feel uncomfortable, and it will also make me feel even more uncomfortable
But... Weng Lihong finally stopped retching. I don't know if it was his words that worked, or if she had nothing to vomit anymore, in short, she raised her head and looked at him
After the heart-wrenching cry in front and the dry retching for a while, it did not damage the beauty of the atmospheric jade face. The flow of qi and blood caused by violent vomiting made her cheeks flush, just like peach blossoms after the rain, with a special charm.
All of this is my fault. If it weren't for me, your Uncle Lu wouldn't have died, and you wouldn't have offended Zhang Zhi, Zhang Zhigang, Dongfang Wenfan, and Li Weimin. This was all caused by me. Weng Lihong held her hands in front of her chest, and her two thin black eyebrows frowned, and said in an extremely desolate way.
No, no, they are not only for you, but also for a cruel political struggle! No, you are all bad people, they covet your beauty, they want to possess you, you did nothing wrong, you have always been a good wife and mother, Wenlong hurriedly explained to her, and this is indeed what he said in his heart
Haha, am I good? Weng Lihong smiled with a little self-deprecating smile and shook her head slowly.
Long'er, don't comfort me anymore. I'm not a chaste wife. When you Uncle Lu was here, we were cold wars for many years. I have followed many men. Although I don't love them, I can't leave them, whether physically or emotionally, I need and rely on them. Weng Lihong bit her cherry lips and said gently.
Her voice was very calm, it was a kind of terrifying calm, as if she was telling someone else's story
It seems that the woman in that story has nothing to do with herself
I am not a good mother either. I have not fulfilled my responsibility to take care of Xiaotian during these days when Xiaotian lost his father, and I am still having a crush on you!
Wenlong was speechless. Weng Lihong's review was very profound. Although he wanted to ease her, he could not find a suitable language.
But you have always loved Uncle Lu, Xiaotian, and Qingqing. You are not bad in nature. Even if you did something wrong, you tried your best to make up for it. You and me are also trying to investigate the cause of Uncle Lu's death and give Uncle Lu's spirit of heaven an explanation and comfort! Wen Long gently stroked her soft and smooth golden curly hair and said
Long'er, do you really think so? Weng Lihong raised her head in disbelief, her eyes as fragile as a small animal
Well, you have always been the perfect wife and mother in my heart. I will love you forever. Aunt Wenlong looked at the pair of red and swollen beautiful apricot eyes intently, and said very gentlely
But I killed you Uncle Lu. Weng Lihong bit her lower lip hard, as if she still had some thoughts in her heart.
That may be what Dongfang Wenfan and Zhang Zhihe did. They are the culprits in this matter. One of them has received retribution, and the other will be punished as it deserves. Wenlong said solemnly, and his heart was filled with rage again.
Woo woo woo woo woo... I don't know what he said again, Weng Lihong suddenly turned her mouth and tears came out of the frame again
Why am I so stupid, why is I so useless, I am so easily deceived. She hugged Zhen's head with both hands, and the white onion fingers coated with water-red nail polish were deeply embedded in her thick and smooth golden hair. She said to herself with an extremely annoyance.
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