Although, this woman is indeed very beautiful, but, but They are married women!

Mayor, don't let it get to you.

If you can't think about it, maybe your great career will be ruined.

The Secretary whispered, "mayor, mayor..."

Xia Anlan doesn't move. Nie Qiuping turns around. He almost doesn't pass out. He looks at her. Don't talk. He even forgets to breathe.

Xia Anlan felt that he was really dreaming, a dream that he thought would never come true, with little love and his young and beautiful mother.

At that time, the child did not leave them. His mother was just like this. She was young and beautiful. Later, when Xiao AI was gone, she was just like a bunch of flowers pulled out of the soil. She withered quickly and lost her luster when she was young.

If that little girl named Qingsi looks like a coincidence with Xiao AI, her mother, when she was young, her mother and his mother, Mrs. Xia, seemed to be one person, with gentle eyebrows, a smile and a delicate touch, even when they were angry.

Xia Anlan's lips tremble. Is this a dream?

This must be a dream, but why is all this so real? Xiao AI, her mother when she was young, has all come back. All this is real and mysterious.

Xia Anlan can't tell whether it's reality or whether it's just a dream he's yearning for.

If it was a dream, he hoped never to wake up.

He hoped that little love would always be there, that his mother would always be young and never be affected by sadness.

Nie Qiuping is annoyed by Xia Anlan. She wants to kick her feet. She's scum and pervert. She's acting on her daughter. Now she dares to do something about her.

"Qingsi, let's go and find your father." Nie Qiuping is about to leave with Qingsi. She wants to find Youyi and ask her husband to teach the scum a lesson and beat him hard.

"Wait..."

Xia Anlan steps forward and grabs Nie Qiuping's arm: "you You... "

He didn't know what to say. All he knew was that he could never let her go or let them go.

Nie Qiuping struggles. She shouts: "what are you doing? Let go, or I'll call someone You let go... "

Nie Qiuping releases green silk with the other hand, and then grabs the back of Xia Anlan's hand. She thinks he's not a good person, so she won't be polite.

The pain from the back of his hand made Xia Anlan suddenly wake up. It was not a dream. All this was real in front of him. All of a sudden, he was filled with ecstasy. It was real, it was real

When the Secretary saw that the mayor of the company had been acting on married women in broad daylight, my God, if he was photographed by political opponents, it would be great. He rushed to: "mayor, mayor, what are you doing? You let go and have a good talk..."

Xia Anlan's eyes are tightly fixed on Nie Qiuping. He can't let go. There are many kinds of conjectures in his mind. No matter what it is, he can't help but let go. There won't be so many coincidences in this world.

Xia Anlan's voice trembled almost speechless, he asked: "I can't let go, you tell me, who are you, what's your name, who are your parents? How old are you this year? "

Nie Qiuping said angrily, "what's the relationship with you? My parents are not your parents. If you don't let go, he won't forgive you when my husband comes."

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