In the past three years of my absence, Shi Yuxuan, did you wear it like this in front of other men?

Thin lips closed tightly and suddenly realized how ridiculous their ideas were.

Ridiculous, extreme.

She has already become Li Beichen's woman.

All her beauty was possessed by that man.

Shi Junye's face suddenly turned blue.

Ten fingers clenched tightly, with bloodthirsty green tendons exposed, but it was slowly loosened after all.

As long as she's willing to compromise, he doesn't mind.

After all, I love her so much.

What should I do if I want him?

His eyes fell on her and couldn't move away.

For three years, she has been carved so beautiful and soul stirring by time.

With a handsome smile, the lip corner on the mat took her wrist to pay the bill.

"Don't brush him, I have."

Yuxuan stubbornly pushed his card past.

Miss shopping guide was stunned!

Shi Junye's face was cold. He ran over her slender waist and continued to pass the card.

After playing the piano for nearly 20 years, the five fingers are slender and bony.

The tall figure of Wei'an imprisons the delicate woman in front of her chest, a gentleman and polite.

Perhaps, the upbringing of the upper class is such a man.

Looking at the beautiful men and women, the shopping guide blushed.

After understanding what Shi Junye meant, he turned and swiped his card.

"Shi Junye, I don't want to use your money!" Yuxuan looked directly at him, "your good, I don't want it at all!"

"Who do you want?" His cold eyes were cold, his hands covered her face and said in a low voice, "Li Beichen? Huh? "

The sound made Yuxuan feel frightened!

Shi Junye's eyes were colder, but he pressed down the sharp pain and anger in his chest and looked down at her: "Yuxuan, I don't mind some things, but my patience is limited."

He loosened the arm confined to her waist. Without the temperature of his chest, Yuxuan was suddenly cold.

"Shi Junye, you were not such a person before."

The man who is polite and modest gentleman won't be so tough.

Shi Junye felt sad and sneered. He bowed his head and said, "Shi Yuxuan, you too."

You've long been. This is different.

In a word, the thorn ground Yuxuan has a sour nose.

In an instant, dense water vapor appeared at the bottom of my eyes.

His hands curled up on the cold counter and trembled slightly.

Yes, she has changed.

Three years later, he is still dazzling and eye-catching.

But she's different.

She has flaws.

She's gone. It's precious.

She was afraid that anyone would know how unbearable she and the man she kept calling her brother were.

She tried everything to hide, exhausted.

She is no longer Shi Yuxuan.

Yuxuan raised his face slightly, and the man's resolute chin was sharpened, but gradually blurred by the water mist rising from the bottom of his eyes.

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West of the city, private hospital.

The man's great body was hidden in the light and shadow, and the bony fingertips hung a little fireworks, which was particularly dazzling.

"Mr. Li." The doctor in the blood identification Department handed over a cup of tea with trembling voice, "you drink tea."

The man's face sank and his eyes were dark.

Twist out the cigarette butts and don't pick up the teacup. Just hook your lips coldly and spit out four words, "I want the result."

He sat proudly on the sofa with overlapping long legs. His whole body exuded a sense of oppression.

The doctor trembled with a powerful aura.

Dare not neglect, hurriedly handed over the test results, "President Li, please have a look."