Slag Girl Illustrated Book

The wind drew a corner of the curtains, and faintly saw the swaying white wind and waves.

The sound of trickling water, stains.

The piano sounded again.

This time it was messy, crisp and melodious, accompanied by two crisp percussions.

The oriole's voice turned to the extreme, with a soft cry in twos and threes, and the spine of the delicate person's tail was tingling.

It suddenly stopped amidst the violent drums of war like a torrential rain, and then there was only a turbulent wind chanting.

He hugged her and went to the house.

Wash her carefully.

Leaning languidly in his arms.

"Uncle." The voice was soft.

"What's wrong."

"You are so kind to me." She said slowly, word by word.

He smiled softly and just volunteered.

When I hugged her to sleep at night, the hanging heart just put down.

Shanghai Stock Exchange, Tongjia

"Concubine, my concubine." The virgin mother looked at her daughter distressedly.

Tongfu also couldn't bear it.

"Qi Si, Qi Si, Qi Si." Tong Jiao no longer recognizes people, the only one who still talks about is Qi Si.

But the current Tong's family is no longer the original Tong's family. People are panicked and suffered heavy losses.

"Husband, you go call Qi Si, if it weren't for him, could my concubine become like this!" The virgin mother cried heartbreakingly.

Her good daughter had an accident there, and no one could even find out who the murderer was.

It took a lot of energy to get the child out, but the concubine's condition is sometimes up and down. How can she, the mother, not feel distressed or anxious?

Father Tong closed his eyes, his face was also painful, and finally he called Old Man Qi.

How could Father Qi not know all the things that happened during this period of time. He hesitated for a while before receiving a call from Tong's family.

"Uncle Qi, I am Zhongguo."

"Zhongguo, I know."

"Now that the concubine is in a bad state, she recognizes Keith, I think..."

......

Qi Changfeng was sitting in a wheelchair. He seemed to be much older than before. Two years ago, he took the check and told the baby girl to leave his grandson. He contemptuously felt that she was not worthy of his grandson.

In fact, there is such a powerful force behind that girl, and the events of that day shocked the entire city's upper circles.

So many big people came for a little girl, and the one who fell in love with her was the proud son of heaven, and his grandson could not even be considered as good in it.

He actually said that kind of thing without embarrassment.

Now Tongmao became like this, he couldn't ask his grandson to jump into the fire pit, not to mention that Qi Si had always pretended only that little girl in his heart.

Alas, he committed evil, all to blame. He was forced to leave that kid, so Qi Si was separated from him and **** with Tong Jia. The trouble is now in such a dilemma.

Qi Changfeng still called Qi Si and asked him to see Tong Jiao. The phone was hung up in the next second. As expected, the faintness on his face became heavier.

......

Xu Bingxin was dressed in a white dress, and there was no flesh on his face, as if the wind could blow away.

This dress was worn by Lin Xiao the day she confessed to herself.

The single shoe on the foot is brushed very cleanly, just like new.

She put on herself a delicate makeup.

Climb up the stairs step by step.

Sit on the edge of the guardrail.

The evening breeze arbitrarily blew her hair on her shoulders, with a faint scent of shampoo.

Lin Xiaoming said that he would buy a house here, and then give her a small family that can have a child and a puppy. When he gets up in the morning, one goes to walk the dog in the community and the other prepares breakfast at home.

That's great.

It's a pity that he bought the house and booked his marriage, but the hostess of the house is not himself.

I took out the paper and pen that I had prepared long ago, and wrote every word.

Lin Xiao:

I hope you have a bright future. I want you to be impoverished and not to love. I hope that there are countless peach blossoms by your side, but no one is sincere to you. I want you to remember my death every night because of you.

Put the pen and paper aside and press it down with a bag.

My parents are sorry, it's too uncomfortable to live, my daughter is leaving first, I'm sorry.

She leaped down, her white dress resembling a blooming lily, resolutely and majestic.

Feng Yu was standing in front of the glass in the kitchen, wiping the dishes in his hands.

Lin Xiao hugged her since then.

It seemed that something was said, making Feng Yu laughed and trembled.

He just looked up and looked at the girl who had fallen outside the window.

"Snapped."

The plate in his hand fell to the ground in an instant and fell to pieces.

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