The sound of horns in the road rose and fell, harshly and noisy across the eardrums, surrounding the two people who were nowhere to be left, were entangled and tightly wrapped, as if they were about to dissolve into the other person's body, without any effect.
Tang Wanyu only felt that he was turning, and through the rolling and snuggling that covered his lips, he conveyed the pain of pain, and wanted to be with him for so long and long.
Ignoring the bus breaking into this important road is simply the opposite direction, blocking traffic and occupying the middle of the road. A group of people were stunned when they watched a couple hug and kiss, and recognized them as the president of Song and his sister-in-law.
Because of the foot injury, Song Shijie could not bear the weight of a woman's hug, and threw herself forward. He pushed the little woman who was climbing around her waist to the ground, laughing in her mouth, and his warm lips still sucked her beating red lips...
It was not until the kiss reached the evil spirit that the two of them were almost suffocating before they separated and gave each other room to exhale.
Do you mean that you don’t want to escape from me?Her beautiful eyes were filled with tears, and she looked at him with water, and her sudden panting sprayed against their red cheeks.
You don't want to let go of me!He pointed out that she was still hugging the elbows of his neck, staring at her with her pupils as she was dark, straightening her nose to the tip of her little nose, and the hot lips close to her were about to return to the breathing track where they were intertwined.
I don't know if she was unwilling to come back after him or want to comfort him. His last kiss that he had just stopped was turned into a desperate attempt to hug her tightly.
Tang Wanyu pulled his shoulders open and must remove the bumps in his heart, so as not to become an explosion point between them at all times.
Mu Fei and I have nothing to do. I have been enduring it for a long time and want to make it clear. If you want to give me to him, I will hate you for the rest of my life. If you escape to the ends of the world, I will curse you...
Her accent was suddenly blocked by being snatched and regained again.
I know...I know everything. Song Shijie occupied her cherry lips and snuggled tightly. Her eyes were wet and moved, and her heart was filled with joy. The most pleasant thing in the world was the words of her beloved woman.
Based on her past lessons, she could do whatever she wanted to deceive him, but her words were so beautiful that he felt heartbroken.
Although he said it clearly, he didn't care about the truth, he didn't care whether her body betrayed him or whether there was someone else in her heart. Anyway, she still loved him and her heart could accommodate him. It would be enough to let him love her. It would be a burden to say more.
Feng kissed her lips for a while, and he picked her up. Now I am pestering you. No matter how you plan to escape, I will not let you go.Even if he escapes to the arms of another man, he will snatch it.
So you promised my proposal, and my repayment is to promise me. I think what you said just now is to agree, you can't be slouched, we will get married immediately when we go back...
His lips, which were leaning against her chin, were lowered to her head...
It symbolizes shyness and promise, and it is hard to tell who is tear-promoting each other's heart.
The romantic music of the day when I asked the guests to have a banquet and live together seemed to be leaking.
They did not disclose in advance, but registered their marriage first. In order to compensate Wan Yu, Song Shijie held a banquet for the political and business circles, making her the most beautiful and enviable bride.
Didn’t you marry me three years ago?Although the registered name is Renqing... He doesn't allow her to mention it again...
She finally could recognize her with her father in tears and shave off Tang Jingyuan's hatred for him for many years.
Seeing his undead daughter hugging her, she cried and robbed the earth, and she cried and warned her that if Song Shijie dared to bully his daughter again, she would definitely turn against her.
My mother-in-law Li Bizhu is the same. She comforts her and sheds tears of happiness and appeals to the facts that have been buried for a long time: After Renqing's death, I hope you will be together and hope Shijie can take care of you.I thought I was very selfish and he had such good conditions. I don’t know how many girls from a wealthy family were waiting for him to choose.
But I have always wanted to make up for the guilt that killed his mother and wanted to give you to him to do something for him. Sure enough, you...
Fortunately, I didn't expect you to really change him.
The mess was mixed with each other and socializing relatives and friends, which made Song Shijie feel annoyed and directly took her home.
I just want to tie my beautiful girl to take care of her for life.
A few months later, under the banyan tree in the courtyard, a little non-Latin boy wanted to jump up the tree to get the hooked ball.Wow!The fat and short legs rubbed twice but there was no movement.
Jingliang's eyes were curious and she looked up angrily, how could the ball be so far from his head?
His gaze was caught by a tall man's demonstrative and teasing face, and he stretched out his mantis' arm and easily took off his ball.Little Beibei was so angry that she clenched her eyebrows and pouted her lips, and ignored him with her white and fat face.
Because Little Beibei gave up the honeymoon period, Tang Wanyu stared at her husband with a round belly and gentle and graceful look.
I remembered what Li Bizhu said to her that day.
Don’t we move back to the Song family?They still live in this apartment with 200 square meters. Tang Wanyu wondered... He wanted to take him and his son back to reunite with Li Bizhu and serve his mother-in-law, otherwise his mother-in-law would be quite pity living there alone, and I hope Shijie could forgive her.
Song Shijie had already forgiven him. He would try his best to do whatever he wanted.
I don’t want to go back, and let you face the Song family mansion and Li Bizhu, and you will think of sorry Renqing.Even if he was uncomfortable at all, he felt sorry for her.
She was shocked and wanted to refute.
Besides, with Beibei and the child in your belly, we have enough disturbances.He held his hand and threw himself into his mother's arms and was almost crushed. He turned to his arms and wanted to break free from him. He held Beibei with Beibei on his back and held Tang Wanyu's long hair and kissed her secretly.
There were too many obstacles to bothering him when I didn't want to be alone with her.
It’s all about you hugging me and occupying time at night, so why don’t you think too much?Tang Wanyu blushed and slapped him in the chest.I don’t know if it’s his excuse or if this big pervert is not satisfied.
Dad... Dad... At this time, Beibei looked at the window and laughed and reached out to hug her.
Song Shijie felt nervous and wanted to kiss this precious egg. Unexpectedly, he opened his hand and looked at the man with a crazy silver hair in the window, and his handsome face suddenly turned stiff and blue.
Today is a very long time to hold a small party.
When Yu Mufei brought the little beige to him, in order to show his broad-minded attitude, Song Shijie didn't mind when Wan Yu was nervous and hinted at Yu.
The embarrassing thing was that at the party, the little ghost looked at Uncle Yu who had never appeared in public and sat on the sofa, and he always insisted on leaving.When others want to hug him, they will pretend to cry.
The unknown little head is thinking:
Beibei hates this snobbish father and only takes over his mother, which makes his mother no longer exclusive to him, making him unable to soften his chest for a long time.
You have a talent, you really dare to come.
If you don't invite me, I don't want to come.
The two men who were in contact with vision confronted each other and the undercurrent surged, and Song Shijie, who was not powerful but fierce, stared at him.
It is unknown whether he touched his son with those bloody hands every time he finished killing, his face changed.
Being surprised by Beibei, justice choked him.
Bad dad...only hey Xiū mom.The people present were silent and staring, Yao Yingxun, who was sitting next to her, was drinking tea and hugging the beautiful girl, almost spewed out water.
I'm a young man, who taught him the word "小无" Although he is very good at speaking at the age of two, it's too careless.Wan Yu, who was holding a cup and a plate with a big belly, blushed shyly.
This is also a fact, Song Shijie smiled with his teeth.
But the little ghost was rosy and staring at Uncle Yu indifferently, showing his admiration.
This father is the only one who is good to accompany him for a while, spending three months, and not seeing his mother for a month. It feels sad to think about it, but this father has a fairy sister's breasts, which are also very warm.
A little face laughs and drools,
Good father... only knows how to live mother... Wuji pointed at him and shouted, and the scene was silent. Everyone was stunned and the chickens were not flying or jumping. I was afraid it was a sign before the volcano eruption, and no one dared to look at Song Shijie.
Tang Wanyu's face was even more...Jiǒng died, hanging three black lines, and looking at Shijie with the stormy waves.I saw him smiling and froze on his face, trying to maintain the lines of his face, but trembling and contradictory.
Haha~ It’s Shijie’s biological mother, right?An aunt was busy smoothing out the situation.
Yes, dad not only knows how to share his mother, but also knows how to kiss Beibei.Everyone is not here to accompany you. Song Shijie took his son and his cute wife to walk to the backyard with a ball, and seduced this boy who could only flatter him.
He looked like a smiley tiger. He said that he would not be jealous if he didn't beat him up, but his heart was so sour that he still looked at his sweet wife tenderly. He just wanted to love her hard but didn't dare to let her know. While cursing him about to settle the score with Yu Mufei, who was teaching his son in private.
The bored and mouth-blind man sitting on the sofa snickered and stared at the three happy figures outside the window.
It seems that there is no need to tell him about Qianqian's fabrication of the letter. As long as Song Shijie is always alert to the fact that he is not good to Wan Yu, he is a threat.
Two years ago, he made up the fact that Tang Wanyu was dead was a concern. If Shijie was not taught a lesson, he would not understand the value of losing it. Letting Wanyu go back would only make them torture each other until they die due to this relationship.
But playing with Song Shijie like this made him feel relieved from the bottom of his heart...
The picture of the family in front of him could not accommodate him. He quietly walked towards the trail, opened the door and dripped warm and warm sunshine. The black figure disappeared into the golden sunshine. The task was over, and he would never walk into this gate again.
In the cool courtyard with gentle wind, fallen leaves flew to Song Shijie's head.
You kid bend your arms outwards, be careful that your dad kisses you to death!He lowered his head and closed his son's pouty mouth, intimidating like his biological mother, making Beibei open his eyes and shut his mouth, and then kissed Tang Wanyu on his back and kissed her mouth.
OK, don't you really want to?Not sure whether he was making excuses or being inappropriate, Tang Wanyu still wanted to persuade him to go back to the Song family to accompany his mother-in-law.
We rarely stay alone, so don't.Song Shijie has trouble saying, is it busy that his wife ignores him?
There are so many, so many... She pressed against his tightly stuck chest, wanting to ask him not to kiss her, her big belly blushed and her face looked so strange.
Very few, very few... I'll talk about it when the baby is born in your stomach... He kissed her earlobe, pressed her round body, and her body was covered with bloody red and hot. Or we can add another one... I couldn't help but feel noisy, which made her embarrassed and want to get into the hole.
She was confident that she could change him and convince him...
A kapok flower in the courtyard scattered white tidbits, blowing through the vague shadow of the courtyard with the fallen leaves and wind, bringing the gospel to fall and drift to the ground.
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Tang Wanyu only felt that he was turning, and through the rolling and snuggling that covered his lips, he conveyed the pain of pain, and wanted to be with him for so long and long.
Ignoring the bus breaking into this important road is simply the opposite direction, blocking traffic and occupying the middle of the road. A group of people were stunned when they watched a couple hug and kiss, and recognized them as the president of Song and his sister-in-law.
Because of the foot injury, Song Shijie could not bear the weight of a woman's hug, and threw herself forward. He pushed the little woman who was climbing around her waist to the ground, laughing in her mouth, and his warm lips still sucked her beating red lips...
It was not until the kiss reached the evil spirit that the two of them were almost suffocating before they separated and gave each other room to exhale.
Do you mean that you don’t want to escape from me?Her beautiful eyes were filled with tears, and she looked at him with water, and her sudden panting sprayed against their red cheeks.
You don't want to let go of me!He pointed out that she was still hugging the elbows of his neck, staring at her with her pupils as she was dark, straightening her nose to the tip of her little nose, and the hot lips close to her were about to return to the breathing track where they were intertwined.
I don't know if she was unwilling to come back after him or want to comfort him. His last kiss that he had just stopped was turned into a desperate attempt to hug her tightly.
Tang Wanyu pulled his shoulders open and must remove the bumps in his heart, so as not to become an explosion point between them at all times.
Mu Fei and I have nothing to do. I have been enduring it for a long time and want to make it clear. If you want to give me to him, I will hate you for the rest of my life. If you escape to the ends of the world, I will curse you...
Her accent was suddenly blocked by being snatched and regained again.
I know...I know everything. Song Shijie occupied her cherry lips and snuggled tightly. Her eyes were wet and moved, and her heart was filled with joy. The most pleasant thing in the world was the words of her beloved woman.
Based on her past lessons, she could do whatever she wanted to deceive him, but her words were so beautiful that he felt heartbroken.
Although he said it clearly, he didn't care about the truth, he didn't care whether her body betrayed him or whether there was someone else in her heart. Anyway, she still loved him and her heart could accommodate him. It would be enough to let him love her. It would be a burden to say more.
Feng kissed her lips for a while, and he picked her up. Now I am pestering you. No matter how you plan to escape, I will not let you go.Even if he escapes to the arms of another man, he will snatch it.
So you promised my proposal, and my repayment is to promise me. I think what you said just now is to agree, you can't be slouched, we will get married immediately when we go back...
His lips, which were leaning against her chin, were lowered to her head...
It symbolizes shyness and promise, and it is hard to tell who is tear-promoting each other's heart.
The romantic music of the day when I asked the guests to have a banquet and live together seemed to be leaking.
They did not disclose in advance, but registered their marriage first. In order to compensate Wan Yu, Song Shijie held a banquet for the political and business circles, making her the most beautiful and enviable bride.
Didn’t you marry me three years ago?Although the registered name is Renqing... He doesn't allow her to mention it again...
She finally could recognize her with her father in tears and shave off Tang Jingyuan's hatred for him for many years.
Seeing his undead daughter hugging her, she cried and robbed the earth, and she cried and warned her that if Song Shijie dared to bully his daughter again, she would definitely turn against her.
My mother-in-law Li Bizhu is the same. She comforts her and sheds tears of happiness and appeals to the facts that have been buried for a long time: After Renqing's death, I hope you will be together and hope Shijie can take care of you.I thought I was very selfish and he had such good conditions. I don’t know how many girls from a wealthy family were waiting for him to choose.
But I have always wanted to make up for the guilt that killed his mother and wanted to give you to him to do something for him. Sure enough, you...
Fortunately, I didn't expect you to really change him.
The mess was mixed with each other and socializing relatives and friends, which made Song Shijie feel annoyed and directly took her home.
I just want to tie my beautiful girl to take care of her for life.
A few months later, under the banyan tree in the courtyard, a little non-Latin boy wanted to jump up the tree to get the hooked ball.Wow!The fat and short legs rubbed twice but there was no movement.
Jingliang's eyes were curious and she looked up angrily, how could the ball be so far from his head?
His gaze was caught by a tall man's demonstrative and teasing face, and he stretched out his mantis' arm and easily took off his ball.Little Beibei was so angry that she clenched her eyebrows and pouted her lips, and ignored him with her white and fat face.
Because Little Beibei gave up the honeymoon period, Tang Wanyu stared at her husband with a round belly and gentle and graceful look.
I remembered what Li Bizhu said to her that day.
Don’t we move back to the Song family?They still live in this apartment with 200 square meters. Tang Wanyu wondered... He wanted to take him and his son back to reunite with Li Bizhu and serve his mother-in-law, otherwise his mother-in-law would be quite pity living there alone, and I hope Shijie could forgive her.
Song Shijie had already forgiven him. He would try his best to do whatever he wanted.
I don’t want to go back, and let you face the Song family mansion and Li Bizhu, and you will think of sorry Renqing.Even if he was uncomfortable at all, he felt sorry for her.
She was shocked and wanted to refute.
Besides, with Beibei and the child in your belly, we have enough disturbances.He held his hand and threw himself into his mother's arms and was almost crushed. He turned to his arms and wanted to break free from him. He held Beibei with Beibei on his back and held Tang Wanyu's long hair and kissed her secretly.
There were too many obstacles to bothering him when I didn't want to be alone with her.
It’s all about you hugging me and occupying time at night, so why don’t you think too much?Tang Wanyu blushed and slapped him in the chest.I don’t know if it’s his excuse or if this big pervert is not satisfied.
Dad... Dad... At this time, Beibei looked at the window and laughed and reached out to hug her.
Song Shijie felt nervous and wanted to kiss this precious egg. Unexpectedly, he opened his hand and looked at the man with a crazy silver hair in the window, and his handsome face suddenly turned stiff and blue.
Today is a very long time to hold a small party.
When Yu Mufei brought the little beige to him, in order to show his broad-minded attitude, Song Shijie didn't mind when Wan Yu was nervous and hinted at Yu.
The embarrassing thing was that at the party, the little ghost looked at Uncle Yu who had never appeared in public and sat on the sofa, and he always insisted on leaving.When others want to hug him, they will pretend to cry.
The unknown little head is thinking:
Beibei hates this snobbish father and only takes over his mother, which makes his mother no longer exclusive to him, making him unable to soften his chest for a long time.
You have a talent, you really dare to come.
If you don't invite me, I don't want to come.
The two men who were in contact with vision confronted each other and the undercurrent surged, and Song Shijie, who was not powerful but fierce, stared at him.
It is unknown whether he touched his son with those bloody hands every time he finished killing, his face changed.
Being surprised by Beibei, justice choked him.
Bad dad...only hey Xiū mom.The people present were silent and staring, Yao Yingxun, who was sitting next to her, was drinking tea and hugging the beautiful girl, almost spewed out water.
I'm a young man, who taught him the word "小无" Although he is very good at speaking at the age of two, it's too careless.Wan Yu, who was holding a cup and a plate with a big belly, blushed shyly.
This is also a fact, Song Shijie smiled with his teeth.
But the little ghost was rosy and staring at Uncle Yu indifferently, showing his admiration.
This father is the only one who is good to accompany him for a while, spending three months, and not seeing his mother for a month. It feels sad to think about it, but this father has a fairy sister's breasts, which are also very warm.
A little face laughs and drools,
Good father... only knows how to live mother... Wuji pointed at him and shouted, and the scene was silent. Everyone was stunned and the chickens were not flying or jumping. I was afraid it was a sign before the volcano eruption, and no one dared to look at Song Shijie.
Tang Wanyu's face was even more...Jiǒng died, hanging three black lines, and looking at Shijie with the stormy waves.I saw him smiling and froze on his face, trying to maintain the lines of his face, but trembling and contradictory.
Haha~ It’s Shijie’s biological mother, right?An aunt was busy smoothing out the situation.
Yes, dad not only knows how to share his mother, but also knows how to kiss Beibei.Everyone is not here to accompany you. Song Shijie took his son and his cute wife to walk to the backyard with a ball, and seduced this boy who could only flatter him.
He looked like a smiley tiger. He said that he would not be jealous if he didn't beat him up, but his heart was so sour that he still looked at his sweet wife tenderly. He just wanted to love her hard but didn't dare to let her know. While cursing him about to settle the score with Yu Mufei, who was teaching his son in private.
The bored and mouth-blind man sitting on the sofa snickered and stared at the three happy figures outside the window.
It seems that there is no need to tell him about Qianqian's fabrication of the letter. As long as Song Shijie is always alert to the fact that he is not good to Wan Yu, he is a threat.
Two years ago, he made up the fact that Tang Wanyu was dead was a concern. If Shijie was not taught a lesson, he would not understand the value of losing it. Letting Wanyu go back would only make them torture each other until they die due to this relationship.
But playing with Song Shijie like this made him feel relieved from the bottom of his heart...
The picture of the family in front of him could not accommodate him. He quietly walked towards the trail, opened the door and dripped warm and warm sunshine. The black figure disappeared into the golden sunshine. The task was over, and he would never walk into this gate again.
In the cool courtyard with gentle wind, fallen leaves flew to Song Shijie's head.
You kid bend your arms outwards, be careful that your dad kisses you to death!He lowered his head and closed his son's pouty mouth, intimidating like his biological mother, making Beibei open his eyes and shut his mouth, and then kissed Tang Wanyu on his back and kissed her mouth.
OK, don't you really want to?Not sure whether he was making excuses or being inappropriate, Tang Wanyu still wanted to persuade him to go back to the Song family to accompany his mother-in-law.
We rarely stay alone, so don't.Song Shijie has trouble saying, is it busy that his wife ignores him?
There are so many, so many... She pressed against his tightly stuck chest, wanting to ask him not to kiss her, her big belly blushed and her face looked so strange.
Very few, very few... I'll talk about it when the baby is born in your stomach... He kissed her earlobe, pressed her round body, and her body was covered with bloody red and hot. Or we can add another one... I couldn't help but feel noisy, which made her embarrassed and want to get into the hole.
She was confident that she could change him and convince him...
A kapok flower in the courtyard scattered white tidbits, blowing through the vague shadow of the courtyard with the fallen leaves and wind, bringing the gospel to fall and drift to the ground.
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