Chapter 952: Dog Days (45)

Pink Rose Love: Three Dogs (Varu Alan)

（45）

He rolled his eyes again and said, "Is there anything I don't dare?"

Yes, I heard Qing'er say that he was imprisoned on eight counts including assembling a crowd to fight and illegal detention. In fact, it's just a ruffian.

In fact, I hung the whole spring sentence and the words of the post-80s glorious wedding on my daily mood will only lead to this kind of result, and I also wrote a more thunderous sentence at the back: "I am so greedy for money, lustful and thick-skinned, who dares to care about me is looking for death! Refuse to propose marriage to a man over 30 years old!" How can a normal young man marry a middle-aged woman? The odds of such a small thing have also made me catch up, and I have to sigh that the world is unpredictable.

What I didn't expect was that as soon as I saw Long Fei, I would lose control and say things that I had never thought of myself. I wrote about taking pictures without asking my husband for instructions, and I don't know what he would think when he saw it.

My husband called me to make dumplings, and also sent an MMS message on his mobile phone: "I wish Belle Pearls a happy day", and the picture used was my book envelope. He had to pretend to be pitiful again, saying that he was afraid that he would not be able to eat the food I cooked from their hometown.

Although I have never been to his hometown, he made dumplings once, and I improved them with a rice cooker. He went back to his hometown and boasted that I had made a lot more delicious. The ratio of water to flour is measured, and the rice cooker will never burn out, which is naturally much better. My mother-in-law brought a rice cooker and a microwave oven when she went back last year, and she couldn't stand it when she got used to it and went back to burn coal.

My husband came back to see that I wasn't hanging on the Internet, and shouted: Hurry up, hurry up, why don't you have any ambition at all!

I said, "I'm afraid you won't be able to stand it if it's going too fast."

He also said things like "You're happy, so I'm happy," and "Everyone's good is really good."

I said: You can rest assured, even my son said, "Now I have to send an arrow on the string"!

In fact, I've been doing the foreshadowing for two years now, and he's not going to get irritated. Besides, when he was fooling around outside, he didn't tell me or was afraid that I would be stimulated, on the contrary, he might have cursed me to die early with those second, third, and N grandmothers.

I remember that when he hid the insurance policies, the son's insurance was written as a beneficiary of 50% of the parents (the son asked the neighbor salesman at the time to "write 99% of the mother and 1% of the father"), while the beneficiaries of my insurance were 50% of the parents and 50% of the son.

Although the paper was valuable, it had nothing to do with him. Only if I live, he can get the money in a long way, and when I die, I will only label him as a wife. After that, the woman who called me to provoke disappeared all at once.

I had interviewed many homicides before I was 20 years old, and I knew that love killings were all about money, and that people who died were worthwhile. Extremely vicious, not only an idiom but also a truth, the poor have no scruples and dare to take risks.

My husband is dead and worthless, and the beneficiaries of the insurance I bought for him are also his parents and son, who account for 50% each, and have nothing to do with me.

If a person is worth more than he is alive, then he really deserves to die.

He is worth living more than dying, and he has to live happily, and that is my mission, for the good of the country.