"Shut up, or Wei Ying will hear you and cut you down!"
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There was a sleeping beauty lying on the sofa. Her skin was white, in sharp contrast to the dark figure on the sofa. Her thick and long eyelashes were like fan feathers, casting a shadow.
She has a delicate nose, cherry lips, a light blush on her face, a strand of hair hanging over her collarbone, and slender white calves curled up, quiet and beautiful.
Wei Dong slowed down unconsciously. In the afternoon, he heard that the sofa had been delivered, but he did not ask for leave to come back and check.
For the entire afternoon, I was stuck in the dilemma of "whether she likes it or not".
Wei Dong just stood there and looked at her quietly. There was no light on in the room, until the light coming through the window gradually receded.
Lian Yuqing was still woken up by the crying of the child next door. He supported himself with his hands and managed to get up. He rubbed his eyes and was startled by the man standing opposite him. He asked with a thick nasal voice, "Why don't you turn on the light?"
The man hadn't spoken for a long time, and his voice was hoarse than usual. "Just got home."
"oh."
The lights in the house were on, and he could see the whole picture of the sofa. He asked casually, "Sofa, I wanted to buy the brown one, but Pan Yuecheng said that only the black one was left. If you don't like it, I will..."
“I like it!”
She stretched and said, "Black looks so good. I don't like brown, it's too earthy."
After being nervous for the whole afternoon, I finally relaxed.
Lian Yuqing fanned himself with his hands, his lips reddened, "It's so hot!"
Wei Dong strode over and sat next to her. "Want to buy a fan? And a TV?"
Both the sewing machine and the bicycle are broken. Can they... stay with us?
Lian Yuqing moved aside, looking suspicious, "What do you want to do? If you are not being nice to me, you are either a traitor or a thief. Tell me, do you want to sell me out?"
A trace of annoyance flashed across his eyes, his Adam's apple rolled with difficulty, and his fists clenched, but he could only pretend to be relaxed: "You have been doing well recently, you can pick one for you as a divorce gift."
Fan, TV, sewing machine, bicycle, if we really get divorced, we can't take these things with us. She said, "Forget it, why don't you just give me some money."
After a while, Wei Dong said, "Have you ever thought about where to go after the divorce? Go back to the capital to find your father?"
Lian Yuqing felt guilty. How could a fake like her make herself unhappy? What if she was exposed? "Divorce is not a glorious thing these days. My dad will be mad if he knows I'm getting divorced. I'd better not go back and make things difficult for him. Take the money and find a livable city to live in."
When Wei Dong heard her plan, he couldn't help but feel a little angry. The world was a difficult and dangerous place, and she was a woman alone, so one could imagine what kind of hardships she would endure. But she would rather suffer than be with him.
Or maybe this was just her excuse, and once she left me, she would live with her ex-lover.
Later, I received several letters from Sha Junping. The contents of the letter were so simple that the man was so frivolous and greasy. Wei Dong just wanted to arrest the man and beat him up.
He stood up and said coldly, "Whatever you want."
Lian Yuqing stared, wondering if this guy is mentally ill? His mood is so changeable.
Otherwise, let him be the eldest lady.
Fortunately, Wei Dong returned to his coffin face during dinner. People's adaptability is indeed strong. Lian Yuqing would get angry before, but now he has gotten used to it.
When Liu Cuiying heard that Lian Yuqing's family had bought a sofa, she looked at her own shabby house and smashed the basin.
Why do vixens have everything they want?
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