The wealthy little wife: BOSS adults entangled in the door

After thinking about it, he asked, "So, has any other man ever loved you?"

She shook her head even more, giggling, love is a ghost, many people have heard of it, but few people have seen it.

He also laughed.

"That's right, for an ordinary woman like you, no man will be obsessed with you."

She said frankly, "I don't think any man will be fascinated by me in this lifetime."

Men live and die just for the peerless beauty.

Baosi can overwhelm the city with a smile, and Daji can overwhelm the country when she is angry.Xi Shi can make the king of Wu crazy, Diao Chan can make the heroes of the world kill each other... The Trojan War has been fought for ten years. It's worth playing for ten years.

Who in the world would beat their heads to pieces for ordinary women?

"I'm different from you. Xiaobao, I've always loved a woman..."

"How much love?"

"I am willing to live and die for her. I am willing to give her the most precious thing in this world... Let's put it this way, if she is willing to marry me, I am willing to share all my property with her; if she If you want to marry me, I can exchange my life for it..." When he was speaking, Li Xiaobao noticed his injured left chest and left arm, if the shot went a little crooked, he would definitely die.

What other men said was hypocritical, but when Qu Cunzi said that, Li Xiaobao seemed to understand a little bit suddenly.

In this life, he has been poisoned by a kind of heart poison called "Jiang Yueming", and he will never be able to get rid of it.

"Li Xiaobao, you don't understand this kind of feeling, you haven't experienced it... Besides, it's impossible for you to experience it in your life, because absolutely no man will love you like that."

He was full of melancholy.

Because he didn't get that woman, he became more and more insane.

"She is very, very beautiful, very, very gentle, and she is fascinating in every gesture. The women I know are not half as good as her..."

Miss Jiang Yueming, Li Xiaobao already knew about it.

Peerless appearance, big-name superstar.

He muttered to himself, how can I describe the beauty of Yueming? ? ? ?

All the best words are piled up, and even if they can't describe her merits, she can't help but murmur:

Her eyes are brighter and brighter than sapphires;

Her lips are brighter and brighter than rubies

Her jade teeth are as white and round as pearls

Her cheeks are smooth as ivory

Say gold, her hair is golden

Speaking of silver, her slender hands are as bright as Jue

But one of the most beautiful treasures is the hardest to find

This is her beautiful and pure heart.

……

The girl of his dreams, perfect.

He was immersed in his own thoughts for a long time, until the wind woke him up.

"Li Xiaobao, thank you for being with me these days. I am very happy."

He said thank you to her for the first time.

She was smiling, lazy, and had always been his best listener—not jealous, not angry, without flesh and blood, just like a dummy...

Because he doesn't love her?

Or maybe because she didn't love him at all?

Just like when we read other people's stories, the people in the play are going to live or die, but as an audience, where is it worth fighting over the number of roles of the leading actress and the leading actress?

Qu Cunzi suddenly had a sudden impulse, jumped up, and bent down: "Come on, I'll carry you back to your room. Poor little treasure, no man has ever paid attention to you in this age, right? Come, come, tonight, I Serving you, making you like a princess..."