Yan Zhengling: "Zheng Ling fell on the shoulder of the Impatiens and cried bitterly.
Fengxian scolded Tong Bao and Han Bao, "you two little bastards, what are you talking about? She is your... "
" war Phoenix. " The voice of evil and cold sounds from behind.
The black and elegant Rolls Royce stops by the side of Impatiens and Zheng Ling.
Hearing the familiar sound, Yan Zhengling's heart beat violently. He turns his head and stares at the precious man on the passenger seat, his eyebrows and eyes are covered with ice and snow.
"Brother Jue..." Zheng Ling's tears are like the rain curtain of broken thread. His brother cried bitterly.
Zhan hanjue raised his eyes and looked at her. Her eyes were cold and distant.
The wind came down from the driver's seat. Hurriedly came to the front of the passenger's door, paved the slide, and the wheelchair of Han Jue slowly slid down.
However, he completely ignored the Zheng Ling and went straight to the carved gate. When a face recognition system on the door recognized his face, the door slid open. Remember that the website m.luoqiuzw.com
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Yan Zhengling was hit by his indifference, his head was blank, and the whole person clubbed in place and didn't know where to go.
The Impatiens suddenly took her hand and went into the gate.
By this time, the gate had closed, and the battle had seen it before, and it was marching forward. Stand on the track of the gate. Close the sliding gate and stop at once.
In this way, Impatiens and Zheng Ling entered the calendar garden.
The Impatiens pushed the dazed Zheng Ling and whispered, "elder sister Zheng Ling, get in quickly. I'll help you with your three children, and I won't let them in. If you have anything to say, ask it out all at once. Don't leave regret for the rest of your life. "
Yan Zhengling walks forward.
After entering the living room, he could only sit in a wheelchair because of the wind.
Yan Zhengling came to him and asked flatteringly, "do you want me to hold you to the sofa?"
She was worried that he was not comfortable in his little wheel chair. But I didn't think it was hot face sticking to cold buttocks.
He handed her a look of disgust without expression, "what are you doing here?" He asked coldly.
Zheng Ling lowered her head and Ai Ai said, "if you want to separate from me, you must give me a decent reason."
Han Jue sneered, "Yan Zhengling, you are shameless and used to it. Am I not clear enough? You leave without saying goodbye for two years. No man can accept his wife's quiet farewell and come back with a new face. My patience with you has reached the limit. So I decided to take back my love for you
Yan Zhengling knelt in front of him with a puff, "brother Jue, I'm wrong." She had red eyes and choked.
It was as if a bomb had exploded in place, splitting the heart of the cold Lord. The pain made him cling to the rail of his wheelchair.
But he turned such pain into endless hatred. His handsome face became ferocious and twisted. Looking at Zheng Ling's haggard and pitiful face, he forced himself to imagine her as the invisible and irresistible pickle of the warlords.
"I'm wrong. I shouldn't have loved you for half my life. Yan Zhengling, let me go. "
Yan Zhengling only felt that her world was whirling around. She subconsciously grasped the hand of Han hanjue.
Her hands were cold, and she shivered: "brother, don't...
Lord Zhan broke off her frivolous fingers one by one, and then pushed her away.
This movement, he seems to have spent his whole life.
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