My Youth Began With Him

"What do I want to do... don't you know?"

Huo Siqian step by step approach...

Scared Song Yi poetry back and forth...

Finally the whole body leaned against the wall...

Then Huo Siqian directly put his arm on the wall...

Come to a classic alcove...

Song Yishi was scared and pale...

"Tell you... don't mess around..."

"It’s ridiculous... We are married, it’s a couple... What is chaos?” Huo Siqian sneered.

"But we have no feelings, I am just being counted by you... telling you that we are also playing after marriage, otherwise... I will tell my dad what you are doing."

At the crucial moment, Song Yi Shi took her dad...

Huo Siqian narrowed his eyes like a smile. "Your dad? I will be afraid? You think your father is Jesus... The whole world gives him face?"

"You...?" If Huo Siqian was so rude, the poetry of Song Yi did not know what to say.

Huo Siqian raised his finger and gently picked the red shoulder **** the shoulder of Song Yi Shi...

"Oh... the face is not bad, the body is sexy, it is a pity..." Hossein said here, and he stopped talking.

"What a pity?" Song Yi poetry is unknown.

"It's a pity... It's a disgusting soul living under this nice body..."

After listening to Huo Siqian’s evaluation, Song’s face was a bit ugly...

He was the first man who dared to say her from childhood to big...

It’s nothing to say about her Miss Song Song...

"In this case, why are you still jealous of me?" Song was mad at poetry.

"Do you think I am willing? To tell you the truth, today is the worst day of my life... I have never been so depressed... It’s a good day and it will soon be over... Do you think I will touch you? Think beautiful... Tell you, during the time we keep our relationship, you are ready to stay alive... Don’t make any moths, otherwise... I will not only make you lose your name, but you will be the same...”

After that, Huo Siqian took back his hand and wiped it off with a wet wipe.

It seems like touching her, how dirty it is...

This kind of naked humiliation can no longer stand Song Yi's poetry. She has suffered such grievances from small to large.

When Huo Siqian turned around, she rushed up like crazy.

"Horschch, you be a beast, I am fighting with you..."

She rushed up and tried to scratch the face of Huo Siqian.

Helpless, Horsham moves faster and gets stuck in her neck.

Press her on the wall...

"Song is poetry, don't challenge my patience..."

"Horschch, what do you do, why can you do this to me... What are you... but a dog that someone else is raising... What are you doing?"

Song Yishi is also arrogant, so the mouth is not a word...

This sentence completely angered the sensitive nerves of Huo Siqian...

He hates two things most in his life -

First, in front of him, he said that he is a adopted child, a dog.

Second, others are smashing Huo Mian in front of him.

Song Yishi, a woman, is in a hurry with Huo Mian, and now she is a dog in the big wedding night.

Truth is the rhythm of death...

Hoschin’s numb withdraws the belt from the waist...

Hey, slap on the body of Song Yishi...

Suddenly, the burning tingling spread spread all over the body...

Song Yishi looked at Huo Siqian in an incredible way...

"Huo Siqian, you actually... dare to beat me?" Song Yi Shi’s eyes widened, it was incredible.