If so, he would rather be Ji Weiyan, but he can also live and die in Lan Jingyi.
But God didn’t give him this chance.
Lanjingyi looked down at his lower abdomen and it will be born soon.
It’s really wrong for a pregnant woman like her to smile and turn to Jiang Junyue and say, Let’s go, and then turn to Jane, I have to drink less wine and go back to work early.
Good Jane should look at the woman cuddling up to Jiang LaCrosse’s arms, and then Jiang LaCrosse took care of her and adjusted her clothes.
That every move seemed harmonious and beautiful until the two of them turned around and left together, and he was still stupefied, quietly watching the figure of the woman who was getting farther and farther away from him for a long time.
It is said that first love is the best.
The potbellied girl is still beautiful now, but she doesn’t belong to him anymore.
The neon lights are flashing more and more, and his eyes are becoming more and more misty.
In a trance, nothing is clear.
There is a woman whose back can’t stop flashing and then flashing. Her waist is thick and her eyes are depressed, but she still can’t stop his heart for her.
Jiang Junyue is gone.
Lan Jingyi is gone.
The people coming and going at the gate have long since disappeared.
Jane was greeted by a snap of her fingers as she sat in the chair. Is there anything Mr. Jane needs?
wine
So bottle after bottle of wine came.
Drink up. He won’t get drunk tonight.
The president’s clothes have arrived and suddenly a familiar sound sounded beside him.
Jane turned to look at Simon’s Let you go home and it was at this time that he remembered the woman named Lili in the box.
Simon swept around him, and I really didn’t see any women around him, but there were a lot of women around him looking at him. He knew the coveted look best.
Many women like the president, but the president is indifferent.
His former president, Yacht, had a crush on Lin Mibao, but when he came back from Yacht, he just dumped the woman for him to get rid of. Since then, he has never asked about Lin Mibao, but he paid attention to the reason for that Lin Mibao. It was his master’s order that he should find a way to get the president to be close to women.
Almost a man can do it.
But the one in front of him is not close to women.
What’s up? Jane sent another glass of wine to her lips, and suddenly out of the corner of her eye, she found Ximenying returning the table and couldn’t help twisting her eyebrows.
Oh, nothing, then I’ll go first. Simon Zheng slightly, but thinking about Jane’s identity as the president, he can’t always ask who Jane is going to give away from this dress. He had to leave until he reached the door of Sao’s move. He still turned around step by step. Jane was not away from half a woman. He really didn’t know who he was going to give away from this dress, but he was sure that Lin Mibao was definitely wearing L size.
Mona is about the same size.
Suddenly a familiar figure flashed in my field of vision.
He knows that face.
Lin mibao
Jane is not separated from Lin Mibao.
Simon exultation quietly hidden in the corner looks at that direction.
Lin Mibao approached Jane without separation.
Mrs. Lin Mibao will simply sit opposite.
Lin Mibao called the wine and drank it.
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The two men didn’t seem to say anything, but Jane didn’t drive Lin Mibao away.
Suddenly Jane looked up and the line of sight went straight to Lin Mi’s body.
Two people also don’t know what to say, and soon Lin Mibao got up and walked to Jane Fei Li, then moved a chair and sat beside him.
Simon turned around with a happy face and walked out of Sao. He took out his mobile phone and dialed Jianfenglou. Sir, haven’t you slept yet?
Smelly person this all pick up the words you still ask me if I sleep? Do you need a little beating?
Hey hey master I this is a happy event to report you still beat me not to beat? If you want to beat that I won’t report Simon laughed.
Report quickly or I’ll beat you to death.
Well, I’m afraid you’re old. The gentleman asked me to send clothes. Guess who it is? Simon is selling to keep his master’s appetite.
Maybe it’s the Lins’ three maids?