Playing to the death and cheating on you

Li Huan has not come into contact with too many women in the 21st century. Feng Feng is a fierce man-in-law, and Ke Ran has a strong sense of competition in his bones. Rich strong woman. 【】For a time, Li Huan thought that all the women in this world were so fierce, and that the gentleness and obedience of the past had disappeared. Fanny, her smile was so gentle and warm, that kind of easy-going and generous made her even more feminine. Her charming charm made her full of femininity, without a hint of arrogance, but without losing her elegance.

Li Huan also politely smiled back: "Thank you for your compliment."

On the opposite side, Ye Xiaobo whistled and walked over with a smile: "Fanny, let's have a drink together?"

Fanny politely agreed.Ye Xiaobo turned to Li Huan: "Brother, let's go together."

Li Huan politely refused. From the very first glance, he could already see the way Ye Xiaobo looked at Fanny. It was a strong signal that a man started chasing a woman.

The two of them are both beautiful and beautiful, and they are completely talented and beautiful, golden boys and jade girls.Li Huan secretly sighed, the women in the harem, because they live in the same circle, all look similar. I didn't expect that in the 21st century, women can have such a variety of shapes, exquisite and multi-faceted.

While thinking about it, Fanny's back is still faintly in sight, so graceful, so slim, her beauty seems to be endless, a single back is enough to make people lose their souls, I wonder if there is any man in the world who would refuse such a Charm?

The snow outside has been falling, Feng Feng opened the curtains, and the window panes seemed to be covered with broken, thin snowflakes.Feng Feng looked at the time, it happened to be three o'clock in the afternoon.From this time of day every day, strong anticipation would surge in her heart, but every time it was four o'clock, this anticipation turned into disappointment.I don't know how many times it has been three o'clock in the afternoon, and the phone has never rang.

The next day, the snow hadn't fallen yet, and the sky was still gloomy. Li Huan didn't come home, saying that he probably wouldn't be back until tomorrow at least.At 59:[-] p.m., the expected call still didn't come.She put the phone aside, ready to start working.

The phone rang suddenly, and my heart and hands trembled at the same time.She picked it up, it was four o'clock, it was the familiar number, and Ye Jia's smiling voice said, "Xiaofeng..."

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