He squatted on the ground like a child, crooked his neck and looked at Lin yishallow's face.
This scene, let the fans of the attached middle school explode, everyone began to wonder about Lin yishallow's identity.
"Is sun your relative?"
Someone asked Fang Heyang directly.
Fang Heyang's face sank, but he didn't give him any face. "What does it have to do with you?"
His eyes did not stop on the questioner, and he continued to look at Lin yishallow.
"Thank you."
Lin yishallow adjusts his mood and reaches for the water Fang Heyang hands her.
She did not drink, looked up and looked across.
Just as the man in the No. 1 ball suit turned around, the eyes of the two met unexpectedly.
I don't know if it's because of the mask and hat, Lin yishallow didn't have the previous guilty mind, just looked at him straight.
"Mommy, daddy's here."
Lin Yi is absorbed in his eyes. He doesn't notice the men's footsteps. He is walking towards them.
His face was gloomy.
She stared, and her heart began to look forward.
Lin Xiaoyu wanted to look for him for a long time. When he saw him coming, he couldn't wait to get up to meet him.
To think of deep side, please hold his hand, "Daddy you just played so handsome."
The little guy raised his little face, and the black eyes under the brim looked at him with adoration.
He looked down and didn't respond. He grabbed his little hand and went on to Lin Yiqian.
He is the man of the match in the whole stadium. When he goes to the affiliated middle school, everyone is curious about what he is going to do.
He did not pay attention to any eyes, and walked directly to Lin yishallow.
Slightly bent, holding Lin yishallow's wrist with the water, she was rudely pulled up.
Lin Yi shallow hands fell to the ground, sprinkled a ground.
Around the auditorium, more than half of the people stood up excitedly, and the gossip cells seemed to be hit with hormones.
Lin Yi looks back at the water on the ground.
Fang Heyang squats on the ground and wipes it with a paper towel.
Several girls took the opportunity to help Fang Heyang.
The big hand with deep consideration suddenly goes around Lin yishallow's neck, holds her head and forcibly breaks off her face.
Against his chest.
Keep your arms tight, punitive.
The sweat on his body hasn't dried yet. Lin Yi sniffs his sweat, but he feels happy to finally wait for this day.
Crying.
She raised her hands and held her thoughtful waist.
All the time, she was airtight. She turned her face slightly. When she saw Xixia, she saw a lot of cameras shooting them. Her arm tightened a little more and rubbed her face against her thoughtful chest.
At this time, she felt like a scheming bitch number two, playing vulgar means to stimulate the mistress.
Originally, Lin Yiqian had a deep stomach of anger, because she was an active coquetry, her delicate face was on his chest, like an unimpeded stick on his heart, all the temper and all the anger disappeared without trace.
I forgot why I was angry.
His other hand released Lin Xiaoyu's hand, raised it and put it on Lin yishallow's head, and gently rubbed it.
Action dotes on.
Now you can be sure that this woman in hat and mask is Mrs. Gu.
This is the first time that they share the same frame after Mrs. Gu and Mr. Gu have been sleeping in separate rooms.
Great opportunity!
Reporters, one by one, rushed around them as if they were going to the supermarket in the morning to scramble for bargains.
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