What if you don’t know that your lover is still a lady and easily forgives a child who talks wildly at himself?
Very sarcastic
Chen Ping’s momentum is calm and she doesn’t fall from the line of sight. Wen Ya, I want to tell you that I made it clear this morning. Remember that yesterday was the price you paid me for raising you for so many years.
This cold but sharp cut Wen Ya’s insides like a knife without mercy.
A beautiful face has lost its color, and it’s gentle and elegant. It’s just sitting in the same place. The pupils are a little loose, and the white hands cling to their nails and almost sink into the palm.
Trembling, I don’t know what else to say.
Turning around, she wanted to leave. Looking back, she found a woman coming in holding a man’s arm.
She is familiar with both faces.
It is familiarity that makes her feel even colder.
John … She murmured with excitement.
As if thinking of something again, I suddenly closed my mouth and pursed my lips.
Thin and slightly curly eyelashes trembled, and her face was not deep, and the blood color gradually faded. She clung to her heart and fell straight into the abyss as if she had suddenly lost weight.
Isn’t this Wen Ya? Why are you in such a mess? What did you do last night? You didn’t come home all night.
Wen Qingqing at Qiao Han’s side is wearing a hip-wrapped skirt, slender, straight, white and beautiful legs, almost exposed to the outside, which is daydreaming.
Wen Yagen didn’t want to look at her again. Last night, if she hadn’t, she wouldn’t have fallen into Chen Ping’s trap so foolishly, and she was another accomplice.
The body of the Chapter III A man can be a woman.
But Wen Qingqing was different. She called the name Wen Ya lightly, and a pair of eyes with contact lenses looked at her as if waiting for her answer.
The pupil suddenly contracted and his face was pale. Wen Ya looked across at Qiao Han’s peristalsis lip and wanted to say something, but in the end he didn’t say anything. It was that little face with a miserable look.
Qiao Han’s lip was holding an undetectable cold smile and looked at Wen Ya coldly, but his face was still a pair of heart expressions and his tone was extremely gentle. Palmers, what’s wrong with you? Why is your face so ugly and your eyes are red and swollen? Who bullied you?
Wen Yagang wanted to nod and tell the whole story when he heard Qiao Hanyin still so gentle and delicious, but he called someone else’s name. I just heard Qing Qing say that you didn’t come home last night. Is that true?
Sunny?
I don’t know, my heart suddenly beats fast, as if something happened when I didn’t know it.
The hand on the side is getting tighter and tighter, and the nails are heavily immersed in the palm of your hand. With a sticky touch, her skin is delicate like the most white porcelain eyelashes, and she is shaking violently.
See Wen Ya didn’t speak for the first time WenQingQing is aside or sneer at it, bowed their heads and fiddled with her dyed Dan Kou nails with a s-curve breath, light eyes mocking a flash Wen Ya ah what I heard that someone had seen you yesterday charm.
Where is the charm? Qiao Han naturally knows.
His face turned ugly at once, and a pair of Blackpool eyes stared at Wen Yashen intensely, looking at her pale face as if it were white.
Wen Ya’s eyes were ruddy, and her eyelashes were wet with tears when she didn’t know, as if she had been wronged greatly.
As soon as she was about to speak, she was robbed by Chen Ping.
Why did your sister guess your sentence? Who did you show this picture to? Chen Ping’s face was cold and mocking, and the sarcasm was carved into the bone, narrowing her cold eyes and looking around for a circle, and finally returned to Wen Yashen.
Wen Ya looked up at the two nearly vicious faces in front of her, and the nails tightened more and more, and the sticky feeling flowed half of her hand.
The thin and dense wounds in the heart produce continuous pain.
Looked up at Qiao Han with a little expectation eyelash is shaking violently.
Wenqingqing immediately took a step forward and blocked Wen Ya’s eyes before Qiao Han.
The smile on the face is more and more delicate and bright, and the tone is soft as if it were a good sister mumbling, Wen Ya, don’t blame your sister for her troubled charm. That place is not a good place. You don’t want to go once every two or three days. Painted with red nail polish, your fingers rolled up your long hair and squinted and smiled at her tone with a little provocation.
If anything is missing, tell my sister and aunt that we are all your relatives and will naturally think of you. There is nothing you can exchange for your body.
The last few words are long and cold, and even the curvature of the lips is full of irony.
The smell of contempt and humiliation in that remark made Wen Ya’s lips tremble.
Wen Ya really wanted to strangle Wen Qingqing before. She set her up, but in the end it became her own indiscretion.
She fell to her side and her hand became a fist, which revealed that she was extremely depressed and trembling, showing that she endured the pain in her face and showed no expression.
She knows that she can’t compete with the two people in front of her alone.
She begged John not to trust them both.
But Wen Ya seemed to be able to recall the unknown man who pressed himself last night. Her ears were heavy and she was holding her side fist and trembling unnaturally.
Chen Ping also took the words aside, and the tone was full of loving hands, holding the cup at random, but it was extraordinarily elegant and dignified.
The tone is extremely ironic. Palmers, your sister said that she is a relative to us and won’t harm you.
Won’t hurt me? Haven’t you done me enough?