[Comprehensive] Confession of madness

kill me? 'She suddenly felt a chill behind her back, and said with a straight face: "From the perspective of marriage, Mai Mai doesn't like women like me who smoke, tattoo, and drink, and I don't like his silly, white and sweet man. husband."

Speaking of this, she herself was convinced, and said with emotion: "Although Maimai is very charming, Donglai and I are a couple made in heaven." Let's find a way to kill your father together.Hehehe.

Wan Qingyao rushed over and pressed her on the carpet: "Why! Why do you find another love when I guard a fat man? It's not fair." She lay on Sima Ming's body and kissed her firmly. Next: "Brother Ming, you are so happy now, do I really have no chance?"

Sima Ming was very moved: "You tell him to lose weight! If he can't lose weight, he will have liposuction, and if liposuction doesn't work, he will have surgery. If he dares to eat sugar, he will be beaten, and he will be taken to ride a horse. If it doesn't work, you can threaten him by choking his life." He is obedient. Acting like a baby doesn’t work, just use a horsewhip. Whip him twice and pour salt water all over his body, and he will be obedient within three times. You can also dance with other handsome boys and let him see how his stomach is in the way. "

Martin and Joseph looked at each other, and they both concluded that it was the murder of their predecessor.

Fuck, it's too vicious!

Wan Qingyao thought for a while: "Is that okay? If your husband beats you, won't you break up with him?"

Sima Ming shrugged.My mother's face was swollen from his beating, okay?Why?Because playing hooligans!Fuck, what's wrong with me playing hooligans with him!

"As long as it is true love, no matter what you are, he will love you as always. What's more, you are so beautiful and slender~ You should really let him wear a bear coat and take a picture of Beauty and the Beast. Hang it in the house Stimulate him."

☆, she must like this gift. (sweet)

Hear the confession.

I also heard that Sima Ming tried his best to match Wan Qingyao and her husband to restore the old relationship... although that kind of statement may not be considered a match.

Zhuo Donglai was very satisfied that she could do what she said, and when she just left, she didn't ask questions.Use a roll of ribbon thrown on the desk to tie a flower, the traditional festive big red flower, and put the flower squarely on the carpet bag.

Looking at Sima's appearance, although she loves Wan Qingyao, she still stands firm and did not betray the goal she set herself.

That's good. Seeing her suffering and losing her composure when she just left, I was a little worried that she wouldn't be able to bear it.

Zhuo Donglai deliberately lifted the rug to take a look. The old man looked a little painful, but he was still in good health.

Um.She must like this gift.Moreover, it was exactly what she needed urgently.

Zhuo Donglai purposely opened the carpet bag and removed all the joints inside. Wan Hongye, which was folded like a snake, was folded again.he

I hope that when Sima Ming opens the package, he can see his face. Now that his face is facing the side, it doesn’t look good when he opens it. Let Wan Hongye sit on his knees, lie on his lap, and support him with his hands. Face.

Zhuo Donglai smiled slightly, and gently combed Wan Hongye's messy white hair with his fingers to make the old man look more energetic.He may not be able to make a fortune and give it to her, and he doesn't want to do that, but it's not bad to give her this.

He is very picky about everything, and everything he does has been carefully planned, and he will never waste a little effort, and he will never be negligent, even these details of life are no exception.

Wan Hongye's heart went cold, he couldn't see anything.Seeing nothing is definitely more terrifying than seeing anything. Ignorance and ignorance are always the deepest fears of human beings.

Isn't it that people fear death precisely because they don't know what death looks like.

All he knew was that this person was Zhuo Donglai, Sima Ming's concubine, someone who had the ability to slip away quietly.But he didn't know that this person turned out to be a lunatic, so he didn't play cards according to common sense.

The real lunatics are not terrible, what is terrible are those who look normal on the outside, but are actually crazy in their hearts.Usually you see that he is always well behaved and his attitude is always polite, but once he gets mad, he can do anything, even things that a madman can't do. out.

The most frightening thing is that no one knows that he will go crazy, let alone when he will go crazy, so he will not be wary of him. Often when you have already determined that he is a gentleman, he suddenly cuts off your nose Feed it to the dog.After your nose is gone, you don't even believe he could do such a thing.

Zhuo Donglai said softly: "Mr. Wan, you are actually very good. After reading your family history, I admire you very much."

The person a person admires most must be the same person as himself.

Because everyone must appreciate themselves.

Wan Hongye tried hard to raise his head, but found that he didn't even have the strength to raise his head and blink.

It's like being injected with muscle relaxants, retaining a clear consciousness, but can't do anything about it.

"You only missed one thing in your life. You really should have killed Sima Ming that year, instead of being threatened by Qingqing and keeping her alive." His tone was elegant, peaceful, and with a deep feeling Si Nian: "If you do something, you must kill people thoroughly and promptly. Haven't you heard of this sentence?"

After saying this, he took out his mobile phone and asked Sima Ming to come over alone.

Wan Hongye's heart was full of tears, I knew she could find such a concubine and hate me desperately, I would do it too!Nima, are you superman?Stepping on the wire and leaving... Is this something that humans can do?

Then lightly fold the four corners of the carpet over to cover the old man folded in a rectangle, and put the ribbon flower on it squarely.

Sima Ming had just chatted with Lao Li for a few more words, and heard that Dabai had new news, and Fatty Tongtong auctioned new news in Moments.She checked that it wasn't what she wanted, but the information from Boss Du Beichen in the next city, so she didn't buy it.Just put the phone back, and took out the phone to look again.

Zhuo Donglai: "Come alone"

Sima Ming replied: "[Smiling Face] [Red Heart] [Red Heart]" and said to Wan Qingyao, "I have something to do, please wait for me." She took her mobile phone and put on her shoes to leave the house, and when she was going to her office next door in the corridor, Swipe through the circle of friends.

Yo!Du Beichen's news was bought back by himself.

Jieqian Zhenren posted a circle of friends, which contained text and pictures: "To impress him, what do you need?

You need to get to know him before he is in a high position, get close to him when he still retains the tenderness of youth to youth, have a heart for making jokes, a transcendence that is not disturbed by the power of the world, and an adventure.

Needs to be a little bit dumb at first, because smart people, especially smart powerful men, don't fall in love with another woman who's too smart.

Then there is a need for sincerity, because this man is still a bit picky, even though he lives in a palace built of beautiful bones, he has developed a bit of a cleanliness habit, and he doesn't like ordinary people who are bustling around for profit.

In the end, there must be a sincere heart, even if this sincerity is not about love, he still needs it.The world is so cold and warm, no matter how disdainful he is, he will not abandon it like those people who are really cold-hearted. "

Sima Ming replied: "What's the matter with you? What novel are you reading?"

Jieqian real person replied: "It's calculated by fortune telling... It's weird! I saw it on the Internet, and I will pass it on to you for study."

Sima Ming smiled slightly: "Hehe, I am a goddess who attaches great importance to both beauty and wisdom. Everyone loves me." But after thinking about it, these words really make sense.It's really a bit of an adventure, but don't be too stupid, Chicheng... Well, it might be better if you didn't lie to him.

If I didn't plan to test him, I would just trap him.At that time, Zhuo Donglai seemed to believe in me wholeheartedly.

What the hell am I dreaming about!How could he trust a strange woman wholeheartedly.

She pushed the door, but didn't open it.

Zhuo Donglai came to open the door, his attitude was extremely calm, a kind of calmness that can only be shown when a person already knows that he has the absolute advantage.

Sima Ming opened the door calmly and gracefully - she didn't know if she was out of her mind, how could she look calm and graceful from opening the door.But with that feeling, watching the door slowly open, Zhuo Donglai, dressed in black and with centipede braids, stood in front of him.

She tried her best to restrain herself and swallowed a mouthful of saliva. For some reason, she felt that there was a beautiful slow motion film processed in front of her eyes.

He looked at Sima Ming who locked the door immediately after entering the room, and suddenly laughed. Dong Zhuolai is very charming when he smiles.

Sima Ming's face turned red at that moment, he clasped his heart in both hands, and was about to hug him with a coquettish cock.

Zhuo Donglai was not angry, he put his arms around her and squeezed her waist, then smiled and pushed her to the front of the table.

Sima Ming was shameless, his eyes turned green with excitement, and he licked his lips: "Do you want me to sit on it or lie on the table?"

It is best to have both positions.

She has automatically brain-filled a two-hour video plus a 10-word text.

Zhuo Donglai blinked, his thoughts were always fast, but it took a few seconds for Sima Ming to react.

He put a little force on Sima Ming's waist, and said in a cold voice, "I want to give you a gift."

Sima Ming has learned to be smart now, so he doesn't plan to be slapped twice by him again - to be honest, it really hurts, he strikes so hard.Although she still had a sperm in her head, she still quickly controlled her emotions and began to observe what new things appeared in the room.

Oh, and there is a rectangular rug bag with a flower on it on the table.

Sima Ming smiled sweetly and said, "Dong Lai, every time I see you, I can't hold anything else. I have never seen such a thing."

Wan Hongye said heartily: Thank you for ignoring me for a while!Fuck, this Zhuo Donglai is so scary, he is definitely not a good person!Worse than me!

"That's not good." Zhuo Donglai pinched her buttocks incomprehensibly, it was upturned and fleshy, and the heat could be felt through the thin skirt: "At any time, you should maintain keen observation and Analytical skills. Don't let your guard down just because you see me."

"How could it be? Isn't there no one else in this room?" Sima Ming stretched out his hand to get the ribbon flower: "If that old bastard is in front of me, I don't have the heart to reply to you even if you stare at me. This flower It’s well done, not like Yang Qin’s craftsmanship.”

Zhuo Donglai smiled but said nothing: "I did it."

Sima Ming put the ribbon flower aside, stretched out his hand to lift the carpet, and said, "If this gift is good, I will only wear this flower tonight."

Wan Hongye thought: Shameless!You rely on this to let such a powerful man do things for you?

You are waiting, sooner or later he will gather in groups of wives and concubines, kicking you, an old woman, away.

Sima Ming, you are just his pedal!Yes, I will say that in a while, and it will definitely make them conflict.

Zhuo Donglai thought about that scene, and he knew that no matter whether the gift was good or not, she was willing to wear only this flower.

He said casually: "I want to replace the bed with a babu bed made of rosewood." Now Sima Ming's bedroom is also a babu bed, but it is not made of rosewood, but made of rosewood.Eight years ago, rosewood was much cheaper than rosewood, but Zhuo Donglai only liked rosewood.

Wan Hongye said heartily: As long as you let me go, I will build a house for you with red sandalwood!

"I wanted to buy it before, but that bed is so expensive! It's even more expensive now." Sima Ming sighed, and said dotingly: "If you like it, buy it. I'll find someone reliable so I don't buy fakes. Would you like to order some more dark purple silk beds?"

She opened the carpet with anticipation, the bag was not strong, she just put the gift in the middle, and folded up the four corner jars as much as possible to cover it.

Sima Ming stared fixedly at Wan Hongye for a long time, stretched out his hand to poke, felt the pulse on his neck, and then froze again as if she had also been tapped.

Zhuo Donglai found it interesting, but she thought it was a fake, and patted her on the back, she almost jumped up three meters in place, took a step back, stunned, and tightly covered her mouth for fear of screaming.

Zhuo Donglai was calm as if he just gave a piece of jewelry to a woman who likes jewelry, and he asked softly: "Do you like it?"

Sima Ming threw himself into his arms and hugged him tightly. She didn't cry, it seemed that she couldn't cry or speak because she was too excited.

She trembled, hugging Zhuo Donglai like a dying person hugging a piece of driftwood, she trembled for a while, looked up at Zhuo Donglai, the excitement and ecstasy in her eyes were about to flow out.

Sima Ming's voice was hoarse and excited: "I really like this gift! I like it so much. Donglai, my God, I, I will listen to you from now on."

She wanted to say, 'I'll be yours all my life', but she was afraid that Zhuo Donglai felt that she was saying this for this gift, and that he didn't seem to want her to be a gentle and obedient little woman, so she changed the way of saying it.

Sima Ming has been trying his best to figure out his preferences, and he is also trying to understand the state he wants me to maintain.

Zhuo Donglai doesn't seem to like the kind of sex on the lady's bed in the living room, he likes elegant women, and hopes that I will be dignified, bright, intelligent, and have an admirable charm.Although Dong Lai promised me that I could play hooligans in private, he hoped that I would be as graceful as him at all times, even when flirting, I should be graceful.

Sometimes I feel that it is necessary for me to figure out his preferences so carefully?Think about it, that's Zhuo Donglai, my lord, my god, I love you so much.As long as it can be kissed and makes you happy, anything will do.

She didn't expect the surprise to come so suddenly. She just tried to behave herself and control herself, but the lover of her dream gently pinched her ass, sweetly said to change the bed, and then opened the gift, she was an enemy.

I, Sima Ming, are simply winners in life!

Zhuo Donglai was very satisfied with her performance, she didn't scream, didn't act outrageously after ecstasy, and didn't talk nonsense to me.Especially just now, she was finally able to control her desires, which was a great improvement.

His tone was gentle and he hugged Sima Ming with a calm expression: "If you want to knock down a person, the best way is to let him feel fear in his heart first, then he will knock himself down first without you needing to make a move. "

"If you want to defeat a group of people, you only need to let their leader completely lose to you."

Zhuo Donglai lightly stroked Sima Ming's cheek, the skin seemed to be more tender, either from crying or wearing makeup.He said softly: "Look at how scared he is now. He is no more calm than you, Sima, when you were alone in his base camp and locked in a cell, you were calm and calm, and your face didn't change. Now he just Facing the two of us, but trembling with fear."

"You are better than him in many ways, but you just didn't catch up with the right time, and you are not as unscrupulous as him."

"Yes. But the best thing about me is that I love you." Sima Ming miraculously calmed down, her face was slightly pale, but her eyes were bright and scary: "What are you going to do? What should I do now?"

The author has something to say: Master Zhuo's romantic beauty is dazzling!

I also want to be pinched by Master Zhuo, who folded my enemy into a ball and gave it to me.

Or you can choose one of the two, TVT!

The butt-pinching stalk comes from a short story I saw when I was preparing MJ fans.

☆, Qin lost its deer, and all people in the world pursued it

Zhuo Donglai said softly: "You are better than him in many aspects, but you didn't catch up with the right time, and you are not as unscrupulous as him."

"Yes. But the best thing about me is that I love you." Sima Ming miraculously calmed down, her face was slightly pale, but her eyes were bright and scary: "What are you going to do?"

Zhuo Donglai had something to say: "Qin lost its deer, and everyone in the world pursued it. Your and my position should also be like this."

His tone was gentle yet firm.To be honest, the last time I said this sentence was to Sima Chaoqun.

Although Sima is dead, I can still live very well.

Sima Ming's body trembled slightly, she restrained herself from throwing herself into his arms, it was difficult to control her desire.

Zhuo Donglai exuded a mysterious and beautiful light, his eyes were bright and deep, and he was handsome with somewhat eerie and soft features.

Gulp.She swallowed.

She swallowed, pinched her thigh, and tried her best to restrain herself: "I mean, what do you want to know from him." She stopped looking at Zhuo Donglai, and looked out of the window, blushing again, nervous and a little overwhelmed : "Also, where are we going to take him?"

She dared not look at him anymore.

When he was cold and indifferent before, with no brilliance, that kind of charm had already made her nose bleed.

Now he is in good spirits, his face is radiant, Sima Ming's bones are crisp, and he said to himself: Where's Wa's medicinal wine?Eight years ago, the ginseng antler that TongTong gave me, I have to take it out and drink two cups to make up for it.

Zhuo Donglai's appearance cannot be called very beautiful, but it has a wonderful charm... a charm that is breathtaking, admirable and frightening.This may be the external manifestation of resourcefulness, or it may be the luster added to him by maturity, elegance and absolute calm.

Zhuo Donglai didn't want to show that he was unfamiliar with Wan Hongye in front of her. The more he was in front of the enemy, the more intimate and inseparable trust he had to show.He gently stretched out his hand, put it on Sima Ming's waist, pulled her into his arms, and whispered softly, "I want everything he knows."

Wan Hongye was lying on the table, staring at this vicious couple, whores.

Sima Ming stared at him, her eyes seemed to swallow him without mustard and chopsticks.

Sima Ming was panting, kissing his cheek uncontrollably, leaving a few lip marks, panting softly and ambiguously: "Donglai~ I have a warehouse in the suburbs of the city, and the last person just quit the lease. The place is sparsely populated and the traffic is slow." Not convenient."

Zhuo Donglai smiled and stroked her waist and back: "No, take him back to our house. It's normal for you to go to work and go home every day. If you want to stay at home, no one will question you."

Although he smiled, his voice was cold and emotionless: "Not only Wan Hongye must be held in his hands, but even Wan Qingyao must not be let go. No matter who owns her, she is a very good bargaining chip. Sima, can you do it?" arrive?"

Sima Ming's face was full of lust and soul, as if even the most nympho woman didn't have her, an expression that was fascinated by sex and couldn't control himself: "Can can can..."

She regained a little reason and hesitated: "But I can't hurt her."

Wan Hongye sighed inwardly, but still couldn't move.

It was uncomfortable, but the fear of the unknown eased the physical pain a little.

If I spend my whole life making wedding dresses for others... If I become Zhuo Donglai's stepping stone...

Zhuo Donglai said softly, "I won't hurt her, and I won't make you sad."

Sima Ming's face was blushing, his bright eyes were full of misty emotions, he bit his vermilion lips lightly, and asked pantingly, "Are you coming?"

Zhuo Donglai pushed her away coldly: "Don't let him see that he's taking advantage. I'll take him away in a while, and you can take Wan Qingyao home in an hour, or just live here."

Sima Ming licked his lips and looked at him, with a dissatisfied expression on his face, he reluctantly said: "I'll take her home. You take him back, where are you going to hide?"

Zhuo Donglai pointed out something: "You have a sandwich wall in your bedroom. Judging from the size, it is enough to store him, and it is also very safe."

Sima Ming's desire subsided in an instant, and he was silent for a while, covering his eyes and muttering to himself in a crying voice: "It's been a few years, I should accept it. I... come here, don't damage the things in the secret room, those The items belong to my idols. A lot of them are out of print, and if I break them, my heart will die.”

Zhuo Donglai promised her earnestly: "It won't be damaged, and the room can be restored to its original state within a month or less in ten days."

He smiled in his heart, very good, he can see the things in the secret room now.

Zhuo Donglai didn't mind, nor was he jealous, but simply wanted to know, understand and grasp Sima Ming's past and future.

He didn't want Wan Qingyao or others to know about Sima Ming's life, but he didn't.

Sima Ming was about to tell me again not to damage my books, CDs, video tapes, vinyl records, posters, dolls, body pillowcases, and various peripheral products, which cost tens of thousands of dollars in original editions. Plus a few thousand dollars for the Chinese version.

Yes, Sima Ming's English is very poor when buying books...

Suddenly someone knocked on the door, Zhuo Donglai immediately wrapped Wan Hongye and stuffed it under the table.

Sima Ming raised his hand and scratched his hair, pulled off his collar, opened the door and saw Wan Qingyao, raised his eyebrows, and smiled charmingly: "What's the matter?"

"what are you doing?"

Sima Ming pressed his palm on his uterus, twisted his hips, and winked suggestively: "You know, I'm in good health."

Wan Qingyao seemed to be complaining and said coquettishly: "Can't you wait for a while?"

Sima Ming always seemed a little bit dissatisfied, which made Zhuo Donglai very worried.Sima Ming is indeed in good shape and has outstanding beauty, but he is reading madly every day, the injury on his body is still not healed and he has worked so hard, so he just wants to have a good rest at night.

Maybe it's too easy to get and people don't care, maybe Zhuo Donglai doesn't like to express his feelings, and he doesn't indulge in sex.

Wan Qingyao really wanted to escape from her father, so she readily agreed to live in a guest room at Sima Ming's house.Martin and Joseph knew that the old thing was a badass, and were more than happy to live elsewhere.

Although at first they were very worried about whether Mommy would rekindle their old relationship with her girlfriend, but seeing the beautiful Miss Sima staring at her boyfriend eagerly, they knew that even if Mommy wanted to, Miss Sima would not.Whether it's true or not, she is having a hot fight with her boyfriend.

After the striptease, Sima Ming put on a pajamas that could not cover anything and posed in front of Zhuo Donglai: "If I slept with her, would you be jealous?"

He glanced at Sima Ming with a half-smile, that evil spirit was really charming.

Zhuo Donglai was wearing a shirt and trousers, and he was flipping through a book of religious history that he had just picked up from Sima Ming's bookshelf.

The book had accumulated a lot of dust on her bookshelf, but the plastic cover on the surface was not even removed.

This is a good book, Zhuo Donglai knows the role of religion, can bewitch, use and approach.

As long as you remember something, someone can introduce you as a confidant. Although the degree of trust is inversely proportional to that person's IQ, it is very cheap.

Sima Ming began to do yoga on the ground. You should be able to imagine that a woman in a tulle and lace skirt bent and stretched her slender, strong and elastic body on the ground. What don't you want to do?"

Zhuo Donglai said lightly: "I'm used to it, Die Wu's legs are prettier than yours. Go and see what he's doing."

Sima Ming hesitantly agreed: "Oh...well..." She really didn't have the confidence to tear up the book like other couples, and shouted: Tell me, do you love me or Die Wu!I am more beautiful than her!

Sima Ming knew that he was definitely more important than Die Wu in Zhuo Donglai's heart, but he said my legs were ugly...

"I'm going right now."

Zhuo Donglai said coldly: "Put some clothes on before going!"

Sima Ming lovingly touched his thigh: "I want him to know that not only is he in jail, but he can't even touch a woman."

Zhuo Donglai's tone suddenly softened, and he said softly and coldly, "Put on some clothes and go have a good chat with him."

The author has something to say: Zhuo Donglai really has his own way...

Also relying on Sima Ming to take the initiative.

She has been changed a lot, remember the foul mouth at the beginning of the book?

☆, hickey

Zhuo Donglai's tone suddenly softened, and he said softly and coldly, "Put on some clothes and go have a good chat with him."

Where is Sima Ming showing off: "Give me two hickeys to be convincing, hahaha."

"Hickey?" Zhuo Donglai's time was not popular to use hickey as decoration.

Sima Ming showed him the pictures on his phone.

Zhuo Donglai stretched out his hand and pinched two identical red marks on her neck.

It hurts!Sima Ming twitched in pain and was about to cry. He could have been sweetly happy: "Forget you won, you are so skillful! What the hell!"

When Zhuo Dong saw her, his expression and tone expressed excitement and dissatisfaction, and he suddenly realized that she was so obedient now, he could treat her better... Although the endless sex is annoying, after all, he is still obedient when he is out of the house.

In fact, rather than bothering her... it's more about not getting used to it.

Die Wu's dance is subtle, beautiful and unparalleled in the world.

Sima Ming's sex is rough, domineering, with countless sweet words and flirtatious looks straight up.

In terms of flirting with each other, Zhuo Donglai couldn't suppress Sima Ming's momentum at all, and couldn't control the initiative, but it didn't matter, there was no need to suppress her desperately.Out of control, so uncomfortable, actually a little overwhelmed.

It has been so many years since no one has been like this in front of him... Those who covet Chang'an, those who covet power, and those who covet gold, silver and jewelry are countless, and it's easy to handle.There are also those who covet beauty, and they are also thinking about Die Wu.Every time you weigh the pros and cons, you should give what you should, and you should not give it.

But Sima Ming really wanted him, really wanted him, a dozen times a day was not enough.

This is really a headache, if she covets Die Wu's beauty, give it to her.

If she's just greedy for herself for a while...I'm not beautiful.snort!

But she is serious. Although she doesn't know how long she can be serious, she looks very serious.Although those bright and beautiful big eyes were romantic and tactful, they were sincere, firm and strong.She has changed a lot in a short period of time.

She is the same as Sima Chaoqun who sincerely said 'good brother, you are my best friend' back then.Such hot feelings make people feel warm...and feel strange all over.

Zhuo Donglai looked at her big eyes with red circles, the expressions in those eyes were complicated, hurt, deeply loving and unwavering.

His heart softened, and he said that in order to make her more obedient, he should be more gentle and intimate with her.He pulled her into his arms again, hugged her gently, kissed the red marks on her neck that he pinched out, and said softly: "I'm not healed yet, don't flirt."

"Sorry, I really forgot. Look at how many things happened in the past three or four days. There are more than 40 chapters."

Apparently Sima Ming didn't remember to eat but not to beat, and Zhuo Dong came to kiss her tenderly, she didn't even feel that her neck was so painful that she was going to die.With tears in his eyes, he said guiltily: "Buy a black-bone chicken stewed with ginseng to supplement you? You can buy it online, and it will be there when you wake up tomorrow morning."

Zhuo Donglai didn't want to say at all that this seemed to be something for confinement.Sima Ming was doing what Sima Chaoqun had done, he nodded: "OK."

Sima Ming ran to pour half a pot of milk and boiled it on the stove. The milk taken from the refrigerator should be warmed up before drinking.I dug out another pack of ginseng slices, and it turned out to be moldy, and it had expired for more than three years, so I threw it into the trash bag.He added two spoonfuls of honey to the milk that was about to boil, brought it back warm to Zhuo Donglai, and carefully brought a glass of water and an empty bowl for him to rinse his mouth.

Zhuo Donglai leaned on the pillow with a book in one hand and a book in the other. There was a pile of books on the bedside table, a tray on the bed with a glass of milk inside, and a glass of water in a large bowl.

Sima Ming covered him with the quilt and kissed him lightly on the face: "I'll tell you when I come back after talking with him, and then you don't need to read books. If you want to buy vegetables or meat, just buy them. Hey, I've been waiting for you for the past two days." I really didn't let you eat anything good." Today, I ordered the dishes from the small shop downstairs to make do with the three of us. Braised pork ribs, Kung Pao chicken, minced garlic, white meat shredded chicken, didn't seem to suit his appetite.

Zhuo Donglai flipped through the book: "Yes."

Inexplicably comfortable and pleasant.

Sima Ming put on a short jacket over his thin and similar pajamas, his long white thighs and panties were exposed, and after looking in the mirror for a while, he felt like licking his own thighs.Although I don't know how beautiful Die Wu is, at most her legs are thinner than her own.

When it comes to the real charm of a woman, it doesn’t mean that she looks good if she is as thin as a pork rib, and there is also a lot of meat on the braised pork ribs.

Start to give yourself the spirit of Ah Q: Die Wu's dance is overwhelming, but Lao Tzu's IQ status is much higher than hers, how can I compete with her.Volunteering to be humble for no reason.

The sandwich wall is so narrow that it can only accommodate one person standing there, two skinny people can stand sideways, and one person standing upright can block it.

The exit of the sandwich wall is in the closet. Sima Ming stepped on his clothes and drilled in with a flashlight, and saw where his precious collections were kept.

Mai Mai, you and Miss Heinrich must be happy TVT!

She gave birth to a baby for you to play with!She killed your enemy!

Wan Hongye was locked in this absolutely dark but not particularly quiet place, where he could still hear some faint sounds.He quietly raised his head, opened his eyes, and whimpered: "Don't shine the flashlight in my eyes."

Sima Ming smiled with all his teeth and claws: "Squeeze hahaha~ How about I go get a dog leash and lock you up!"

Wan Hongye was silent for a while, and said with a sneer, "Are you dissatisfied with desire? If you pursue him, he will not cherish you."

"He just reluctantly used you as a springboard. When I die, you will be the next one. If the rabbit is dead, you are just a dog of his."

Wan Hongye said: "He doesn't need to give you anything, he has already taken everything from you. The contacts and power you have managed for decades belong to him. When you are kicked out, don't forget my kindness to you." .”

Wan Hongye said: "Is he gentle with you? Has he been romantic with you? Has he given you a gift or promised you?"

Sima Ming was silent for a long time, Wan Hongye couldn't open his eyes and couldn't see her face clearly, he thought she was being persuaded.She smiled softly: "He gave me a priceless treasure, which is more valuable than all my properties and connections. It is more beautiful than Qingqing's 25-carat emerald, and more satisfying than the summer sun. That It is unique in the world, it belongs to me, and no matter in the past or now, it only belongs to the treasure."

"I'm not dissatisfied with my desires. I'm not you. I'm old and powerless."

Sima Ming mocked, and his voice was so sweet as to ooze honey: "I have touched Qingqing's skin that is soft as silk, and I have also touched some men's skin that is as rough as sandpaper. They are all good, but they are not as good as they are now. The subtle feeling is indescribable and ineffable. I just want to keep wanting him, be tired of being with him forever, and kiss until the end of the world."

Zhuo Donglai took a sip of the milk. Like Sima, the milk was sweet and greasy.

Listening to the low and clear voice in the double wall, he took a sip and swallowed it slowly in his mouth, the sweetness spread, with a feeling of warmth, after a while he picked up the cup and took another sip.

I happily bought a chicken, a catty of diced chicken, a duck, a catty of pig ears, a Chinese cabbage, a catty of green peppers, a radish, half a catty of dried kelp, a pack of frozen shrimp, a carp, and a box An apple, a pineapple, and two catties of grapes.

Suddenly I remembered that when I was with Sima Chaoqun, we would go grocery shopping together after Chinese New Year, chop firewood and stew chicken and pig's head at home.Those days are only three years.

Zhuo Donglai felt bitter in his heart, subconsciously took another sip of very sweet milk.

I lifted the quilt and went to the kitchen to look, only the stew seasoning packet and no dry seasoning.He picked up the stuffing bag and smelled it, the smell was not right, there were impurities in it - for Zhuo Donglai who can smell dozens of drugs, the smell of seasoning is so memorable.So all kinds of "braised meat ingredients" and "tea egg dry ingredients" were thrown into the trash can directly.

I listened to it when passing by the guest room, and the three people inside were whispering about how to force Delvecchio to lose weight.

When I came back, I bought chili, pepper, and pepper aniseed □□cinnamon cloves, herb fruit pepper, and the seasoning balls recommended next to it.Also bought a casserole.

Zhuo Donglai knew a secret recipe for stewed chicken, it was Sima...Chaoqun's favorite flavor, and it was delicious.

Make it for her tomorrow...don't let the Codonopsis ginseng, Ganoderma lucidum and Angelica go, she can't make any more supplements.

But if you don't make up for her, it seems to be bad for her, and it will be troublesome for Wan Qingyao to see.

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