Chapter 652

Deep concern: or this aunt can speak and understand.

Director Li listened to the boss's words, raised his hand and clapped his forehead hard. "Yes, yes, I forgot. You two got married not long ago."

He sighed again, "the world is changeable, it's unimaginable. Once, Lin was always with song in senior three, as if It's like an uncle who cares deeply. "

After that, he has to confirm with mindfulness, "isn't it

A deep face is darker than a dark, impermanent face.

He stared at him with the dead eyes that I would kill if you didn't shut up.

Director Li's face is muddled. He doesn't know what he said wrong.

Lin yishallow thinks that the spicy hot pot can't eat any more. It's really boring.

She frowned and sighed helplessly, then got up, smiled and said to Director Li, "teacher, we have finished."

Then she winked at the thought.

Minding the cold face, I got up and walked to Lin yishallow's side. Holding her hand, I was a bit domineering.

Director Li called them, "you still have a lot to eat. It's too wasteful."

He saw that they ignored him, and his eyes moved to the bowl they had just eaten. He sighed, "although we have money, we should also save money. We have been advocating CD-ROM action."

Lin yishallow: "..."

Don't blame her for not stopping him if he's so long winded and doesn't give her face.

She hurriedly took care of deep to check out, "Madame, teacher Li that bowl together."

"I'm so sorry."

Director Li said politely over there, hypocritical.

Lin yishallow smiled and shook his head. "It's OK."

Just as she was about to scan the collection code in the shop, director Li suddenly said, "give me another two drumsticks."

Lin yishallow: "..."

It's true that the famous love takes advantage of the small advantages and doesn't allow him to be stingy.

After paying the bill, she hurriedly took care of and went deep. When she got to the side of the car, she couldn't help it.

Laugh, "ha ha ha ha..."

But he thought deeply but couldn't laugh. He frowned discontentedly and scolded Lin yishallow, "what are you laughing at? Who asked you to pay for him?"

Lin Yi said, "just 20 yuan, just be a human being. How can you be so mean?"

I am still very dissatisfied with him

He turned his head and looked into the Malatang shop. From this point of view, he could see director Li who was buried in Malatang.

"As for his son, black is the same as African immigrants. He's less than one meter and seven. Speaking is the same as singing. The fat flowers in the next class can't see him."

I dare to think that Lin's idea is shallow.

Lin yishallow is surprised to see to think deeply.

Is this guy swearing in the street?

His angry appearance is almost like a small waist.

She couldn't help but reach out and pat him on the face. "Do you care?"

As soon as she touched him, his face was all sweaty. She quickly opened the door and took a paper towel to wipe him. "Let's not eat so spicy, you won't listen."

Lin Yiqian wipes and rebukes the fish in a gentle voice.

With a little doting.

I frowned. "Are you talking to me?"

How do you feel like talking to your son?

Lin Yi raised his head and gave him a bad look

Is she talking to the pig?

Then she began to scold again, "I said, it's spicy."

Her hand, which was holding the tissue, moved again to her thoughtful lips.

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