Chapter 8

Chanel meets in the series of tenderness, this perfume is very unique, the price is also expensive, but because many people can not accept the taste, so it does not use a lot of people, mostly Chanel five.

I haven't studied much of perfume yet. I know this because I love to send this one to Jiang Ling.

I thought the taste was too special at that time. I couldn't accept it, so it didn't work all the time.

but now it seems that the person who love this perfume is not him but someone else.

I can't help thinking of a colleague who was a family member. He was a family member. He didn't fall in red flag, and he fluttering outside, and he was very fond of it. He bought a double purchase of his stuff, gave his wife a piece of his own lover, so he thought he could keep it hidden from the face, but later he was still betrayed by perfume. He forgot his wife's brand. Every time he gave them a brand that his lover liked. After a long time, his wife found that it was wrong and followed him for two days. The matter came to light. Finally, his wife got involved in the company and lost her reputation.

I took a deep breath and the perfume was stronger. It seemed that I thought of what the woman driving should be like, and how Jiang Lin, who was sitting in the copilot position, had no disgusting face.

I subconsciously looked at him, he is really handsome, facial features can not find any fault, especially the eyes, affectionate to drip water, but such a person is a scum, it is too much contrast.

The monstrous hatred was intended to roll in my heart. I pinched my thigh hard. I didn't want to strangle him, so I had to turn away and look out of the car.

There is a lot of traffic, and the cars are noisy. The popular songs are playing in the shops on the street. It sounds so modern. Passing by a familiar ice cream shop, the music is so sweet, but this music is the last thing in my life.

It's an English song that I like very much. Later, when I married Jiang Lin, I chose this song, but

I suddenly turned around, looked at him and clenched my fist. I really want to strangle him now.

I can bear it and bear it. I hate that all the soldiers are controlled by me. I just sit quietly and the sound of the song is far away. In exchange for the quietness around me, the neighborhood where I live is very sparsely populated. Most rich people buy houses here. The houses here are cheap and suitable for rest. It's very convenient to drive to the city and take the viaduct for an hour.

Who would have thought that the price of this community would double in three years? At that time, I wanted to sell the house and buy a bigger one as our wedding house, but

My mind was drifting away. I was forcing myself not to think much. When I was so excited that I couldn't control it, the car stopped.

Jiang Lin's gentle voice came from my ear, "here, sapling!"

My baby name is Shumiao, which is my father's favorite name. No matter who calls me, I have a kind of intimacy. But I'm really at ease to say it from his mouth.

I laughed awkwardly and said, "Jiang Lin, you'd better call me my full name. I'm not used to it when you suddenly do this. And that's my baby name. I'm very young. I'm just called that. Now I've grown up and I don't like it."

As soon as he nodded, his eyes were burning, and suddenly he came over. I stared at his lips, which suddenly came close to me. I shivered all over and hid directly behind, and installed them on the window behind me.

But he laughed, reached out and pulled me, only to hear a click, the seat belt flicked away, he asked me with a smile, "what's the tension, I just help you to untie the seat belt."

I frowned and listened to my own wild heartbeat.

It's true that even now I hate the world. At that moment, I still have a trance. A strange idea jumps out. If, I mean, if he changes, can we have a happy life again?

But this idea was quickly strangled by myself in the next moment. Facing a jackal, I couldn't brainwash myself. You know, he was the executioner who killed me personally.

I followed him to the only restaurant near here.

This is a fairly high-end Western-style restaurant. French food is delicious. I came here once before, so I didn't have a chance to eat with him.

After we went in and asked, we found out that he could reserve a table ahead of time. The waiter led us to the inside. We sat at a small double table in the corner, facing each other and looking at each other. It seemed a little warm and romantic.

But this kind of warm romance is so hard to accept before me and him.

He ordered the dishes, then put his hands together on the table, with a gentle smile on his face, like a sunny March day, and asked me, "do you like it? It's a very nice seat I've ordered, isn't it? "

He is so kind to me all of a sudden. Is there anything else that I can turn to for help except this?

This man is a bastard who can't get up early without profit. I can't find his way.

I silently remind myself at the same time, also smile response, "very good ah, I have never been before, did not expect this inside so advanced."He laughed and then introduced to me, "I've been here many times. The interior decoration has been modified, but now it looks more stable. Before, it looks very impetuous, which is not suitable for the style here. Oh, I used to come with customers, and I wanted to invite you to come, but you don't have time. "

Let his dog fart. Do I have no time or does he deliberately avoid me? How many times I invited him to be rejected, either have a job or have a job, but in fact, he can only play with women every day.

I secretly take a breath, the heart of the fire to rush up, drink a mouthful of ice water just barely hold down.

Then, we fell into a quiet, I really have no topic, and I'm afraid to ask what I know what to do directly, I'm irritable, just like an angry lion, waiting time to bite his throat.

He looked at me for a while, but he also felt boring. He lowered his head to play with his mobile phone. Even if it was muted, I could hear the buzzing sound. The phone rang many times, and wechat didn't know how many. He just opened it and looked at it, with no expression. Then he laughed at me and said, "customer!"

I also smile, but the bottom of my heart has already been burning anger, into the hands of the cup, hate can no longer restrain will hit the past.

If I hate him just to torture him, plus Shang yunyun, I can directly blow fire to burn them.

The name he didn't answer on the phone was clearly her. She couldn't keep up with me all the time. At last, she practiced with him and killed my business yunyun.

I hold the cup suddenly up, do not want to, the wrist was seized.

I suddenly turned back, on a pair of ruffian but with a smile eyes, "to go? You want to go when you see me? So hate me? "

Gu zisong spoke with a smile and came over with a smile, standing side by side with me.