Hei Di's Seven Days of Love

After a long time, she stretched out her hand and touched it.

It was obviously dry, but it made her panic inexplicably.

He couldn't tell whether he was worried about him because of the actress, or whether he was worried about her instinctively.

All in all, she couldn't bear it anymore.

Hastily got out of bed, followed the fickle footsteps, and walked out. [

Boqing leaned against the wall of the corridor, and slowly lit a cigarette in his hand. He said that he had never had the habit of smoking, but today, he really wanted to smoke.

Yes, to Jin Yu, it may be just a common hatred, but to him, it is an irresistible and inescapable curse.

She's really, really changing already.

Can he not be excited?

How is he not excited?

He really wanted to scream, he wanted to tell the whole world that she, Jinyu, the seventh miss of the Jin family, Qiqi, was finally willing to hate him.

Yes, that's all he can do.

A hate from her made him jump for joy quickly.

Not love, but emotion.

Qiqi, believe it or not, one day, whether it is hate or love, it will belong to me and only me!

Looking left and right excitedly, but there was no one there, he couldn't help stretching out his hand, opened his mouth, and laughed foolishly.

Then he felt a little silly, so he covered his mouth with his hand again.

However, with a smile and a smile, I felt that the whole person began to be in a daze.

Qiqi, she finally has feelings about that marriage regret, she has feelings, she has feelings, she has feelings... >

While thinking about it, the man began to cover his mouth again, showing that characteristic enchanting smile.

Suddenly, his fingers hurt, and then he looked down, but the burning cigarette burnt his fingers.

He quickly threw away the cigarette butt, covered his hands, and smiled foolishly, it hurts, it really hurts, it's not a dream... >

Then suddenly there was a knock on the door.

In an instant, Baoqing returned to her usual indifferent and arrogant appearance, turned her head slowly, and looked at the petite figure who came out of the opened door. [