"And who am I?" Ah Shui was startled, and with a backhand, he pushed the person on his side away. On the wall, his eyes looked at her steadily.

Han Ziling was a little out of breath. Angry, he pushed the person in front of him, but pulled his hand and said, "You are, my fiancé." ”

"Miss, you... Fast... Don't joke with me. Ah Shui was pushed away by the person in front of him, with a hint of loss in his heart.

was held by the person beside him, and the feeling of loss was swept away.

"Shhhhh We ......"

Han Ziling just did it on purpose, but in fact, she wasn't sure, but she had to force herself to make a decision with that person.

Ah Shui, who wanted to push Han Ziling away and turn to leave, was ignited by the voice of the woman in front of him: "Jue", and his heart of not doing anything to fate.

He actually obeyed Han Ziling, moving with her footsteps.

Gentle Township, also known as the man's mound.

Both the grave of love.

No matter what kind of person it is, it will be unaware of what to do, and a network of deep love will be willingly buried in it.

......

After seeing the woman asleep, Ah Shui got up and walked to the windowsill.

Evaded the surveillance cameras and escaped from a room he never dreamed of.

He was so grandiose with Han Ziling, the first lady in Weishui, the woman he loved extremely deeply.

Looking up at Mingyue, he gasped, if it weren't for the winter night, it was too cold, and the cold made his soul extremely sober.

He must have felt that he had a dream that was super beautiful and super inconsistent with his identity.

Zhang Dongyang, who regretted it, didn't know how to face the drunk Han Ziling, who was with him, and asked with a sigh about the starry sky.

"God, now that she is my woman, what will happen to me and her future in the future?"

......

If Zhang Dongyang regretted his behavior at this time, then Han Ziling, who was leaning on the head of the bed, was laughing.

She felt happy that she was not in contact with that person.

In the following days, she was ready to continue with that little kid of Mo Jue, tired. Crooked, let that ruthless person be jealous, no, it's vinegar.

So I watched a lot of idol dramas and designed a series of short stories, waiting for that person's anger, insomnia, and sadness.

......

Lu Zi, who had been lying on the bed, was bored in every way.

Yes, he was completely pretending to have a leg injury, but he didn't want to take a photo with Zhao Feiyan.

With slender fingers, he flipped through the newspaper in his hand, looked at the headlines of the entertainment section, and when he put down the newspaper, he picked up his mobile phone and sent a text message to Shen Jiani.

"Come here."

Shen Jiani knew about the engagement of the three of them, but she didn't want to listen to Lu Zi's so-called explanation, "What are you doing?" ”

"I'm thirsty." He had his own way of dealing with Shen Jiani, and then hit several thirsty villains.

"When you are thirsty, drink water yourself, and tell me what's the use." Shen Jiani put down her mobile phone and complained to the person, the engagement banquet has gone, do you still have to be served by people to drink water?

"My leg hurts, turn me upside down." Lu Ziyi knew that Shen Jiani said that she didn't care and wanted to leave, she was generous, but she couldn't let go in her heart, if she could let go, she should have left with her stomach up.

"Trauma, isn't it healed? Go pour yourself water and drink! In fact, what she meant was that in order to take photos with others, they were willing to make wheelchairs, so why can't they pour water.

How could Lu Zilian not understand what Shen Jiani meant, if it weren't for his grandfather saying, "If you don't want to be angry with me, even if you are in a wheelchair, you will appear at the engagement banquet", he would not go.