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The little girl can't say the dirty word of "languor", let alone use it to describe late.

She has not paid attention to her own news or gossip on the Internet for a long time. When she is free, she always reads books or reads some professional reports in the fashion circle. She will not waste her time on these things.

"Late or late, don't be sad, those rumors have been deleted!" Missy quickly comforted.

"I'm not sad."

"Don't you care?" Missy doesn't understand. "It's Simon in the picture, and your legs are better Those people also say you Say you're lame. "

Evening and evening, smiling and touching Michelle's head, "Xixi, you have to understand that there are many red people. You can think from another angle, there are rumors about me, which shows that I have commercial value, heat, and some people are jealous of me. I'm not a treasure. Not everyone likes me. Some people like me and some people hate me. I don't care about the words of irrelevant people. "

She has experienced more vicious and worse rumors. What is this?

If you don't defeat her, you will make her stronger.

There is nothing to be afraid of if you are not afraid of it.

Missy couldn't be reconciled to doodle mouth, "OK."

Originally, she planned to advance her allowance to her family to buy a marketing number for the evening.

Missy felt suddenly useless.

"When are you going to hit those people in the face?" Tell those people, that man is Simon! You are still my sister-in-law!

What she thinks about in the evening is totally different from that of Missy. She thinks about the time of Guan Qing Jiu's debut. Her comeback will be on the stage of Guan sake.

"It should be next month."

Wow -

Missy's eyes shine.

Will you remarry with your cousin later next month?

Ouye!

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the next day.

In the evening, I changed to a full-length dress with dark lines in solid color. This dress will not look too formal or too casual, which is suitable for informal meetings.

"Does it fit? Is it too informal? " On arrival and departure, he hesitated again.

Fu Sihan drooped his eyelids and said, "if you see a song Chen, you can wear it at will."

Fu Sihan was upset. In order to meet Song Chen, he got up early in the evening, picked up ten minutes' clothes and specially put on makeup.

She and he together a few days ago are plain face!

"You can't be casual. You should make a good impression when you meet." Besides, that man almost became Yan'er's fiance!

finally checked his makeup and clothes later in the evening, and suddenly remembered that he didn't spray perfume and went back to get perfume.

"it's late. You didn't wear perfume before you dated me." Fu Sihan's expression was more gloomy, biting her posterior teeth and holding back the perfume to avoid her impulse.

"With you?" Later, he recalled carefully, "it seems to be true."

Fu Sihan snorted unhappily.

"But you are in a special situation." In the late evening, he reasoned with him. "At the beginning, our relationship was not good. And we lived in a house. There was no reason and no need to spray perfume when we saw you. Later we became familiar with it, and would not even spray perfume. It is polite for

to meet others when he has a decent appearance. Perfume is a part of appearance.

She is in front of Fu Sihan Is it necessary to make do with such things as appearance?

If so, it would have been lost.

Fu Sihan's face "I just haven't enjoyed this kind of treatment anyway".

And her sentence "relationship is not good" is particularly harsh!

…… It's true.

Night to see him, with her understanding of Fu Sihan can be sure that he is not happy.

This man is a cold and expensive gentleman, but he is actually a bad tempered man.

But the past time has passed, and she can't make up for him!

"Why don't you spray it for me?" He walked up late in the evening and passed the perfume to him.

Fu Si cold smiled at him. "Do you want me to spray perfume for you and see a man you don't know?"

“…… Do you want to spray it for me I let you have a sense of participation, you don't want to let it go.

Fu Shi, who was unhappy with the perfume bottle, pressed several sprinklers at the top of his speech.

perfume is dispersed, and in the evening, it turns two circles in Perfume Mist to make the perfume more uniform.

's late evening selection is a mature perfume. The front of the perfume is saffron and roses. The middle notes are Turkey roses and coffee. Later it is called agalwood, pear wood, cardamom, vanilla and amber.

Perfect for today's occasion.

"do you girls love sweet and sweet perfume?" Fu Sihan has no research on perfume, but he has sharp senses and can smell what perfume is on women at the company and at some parties. Girls in their twenties like some enlightenment incense.Later, after a long response, Fu Sihan said that this "little girl" was talking about her.

She is not yet 22 years old. Normally, she is still a college student and has not entered the society. If she ignores the fact that she has been married and divorced, she can really afford to say "little girl".

"Is Fu San Shao emphasizing your advanced age in San San San?"

When he finished speaking in the evening, he saw Fu Sichan's face sink.

She will take it back and put it back in the trunk with a teasing smile on her lips.

But she soon stopped laughing.

Later, she turned around and found that Fu Sihan had come to her.

She was so frightened that she fell back, her ankle banged against the trunk, and she fell back out of balance.

The next moment, the waist was tight and fell into a broad and strong embrace.

Fu Sihan single hand hook speech late waist, "tut" voice, "that speech miss has heard a word."

"What, what?"

Night want to avoid his close contact, two people's bodies close to the body, the degree of intimacy let her head alarm.

Fu Sihan hooked up the chin of the late speech, approached her face, and said in a low voice: "old man, it hurts."

"No, no, you're wrong. I'm talking nonsense. You're not old in your thirties."

"Not in my late thirties?"

"It's a golden age to be in my third year." No hesitation in the evening.

Fu Sihan was hard and soft. He licked his lips nervously in the evening and pushed his chest with both hands.

"You, you let me go."

Foshan stares into her eyes for two seconds to make sure she's on her feet and lets go.

Evening such as the amnesty to the side of a step, feel the root of the ear began to burn.

Fu Si Han does not speak, quietly looking at her, waiting for what kind of reaction she will have.

"Frost," take a deep breath in the evening, "I think we need to find a time to talk."

Fu Si's cold eyebrow tip light pick, "OK."