Use My Life For Your Happiness

Over the years to develop the habit of waking up at five o'clock in the morning, he was sleeping very well, a incisive love, exhausted each other's physical strength.

A night of winding love, I did not think of bloody fall to pieces of the body.

This man is very good-looking. Maybe I shouldn't pick him. The famous car he drives and the famous brand he wears are not A-goods. He has a very good figure and often goes to the gym.

Sleeping man, a bit like a child, strange man, with noble brow. I put on my clothes one by one. My body was sour and tired. Last night I was too presumptuous and greedy.

I found a pink note and put it on the bedside table. It's worth 100 yuan to keep me from pain for one night. Thank you, strange man.

Put on the uniform of the company and go out with a shrinking head. I won't remember that night, and I won't remember how many people's one night stands were submerged in the vast years.

In the early morning of more than five o'clock, the sky was bright. I was puffing in the cab. Sometimes the smoke was really good. When I turned on my mobile phone, there was only one short message from Qiao Dongcheng.

A few words: you are derelict of duty.

Qiao Dongcheng, in fact, what's the relationship between my presence and absence? Your birthday, accompanied by your mistress, is the famous hostess Haichao, can make your face bright.

The mobile phone vibrates, I press the answer button, Qiao Dongcheng's voice is very unhappy: "you turned off the machine all night."

I gently smile: "don't tell me, Mr. Qiao called my cell phone all night."

"So what? Now, right now, come to Qiao's house."

"Mr. Qiao, do you think I'm a call girl?"

"Where were you last night?" He didn't give me a tit for tat. Instead, he asked something else.

The tone of questioning makes me want to laugh. Yesterday I saw you and your mistress rolling in Qiao's house. Qiao Dongcheng, do you think I'm paying?

Three years ago, I didn't depend on your family. I'm on my own. Today, I don't have to watch your face.

"Whoring men." Hang up, put it aside.

It's still shaking. I don't want to pick it up anymore.

In this era, men have the right to find lovers and mistresses outside, while women don't have to keep a man.

You and I are just an engagement contract.

Qiao Dongcheng, I used to like you very much. I want to marry you so much. Even if my family is ruined, I still believe you.

Your lover, your mistress, I all regard you as a temporary romantic, which successful man does not have the bee butterfly to fly around.

My bottom line, my dream, are in her arms your daughter appeared at the moment, become so ridiculous and fragmented.

I picked up a few people to go to Tian'anmen Square. I like to take this road. It can make me feel irritable. I keep waiting, waiting for the red light and the green light, waiting for the traffic flow to evacuate. Time is just waiting for me to pass bit by bit. What is my life waiting for, but I am very confused.

The guest just got off, and the car with the Red Army card blocked me in domineering way.

As soon as the door opened, Qiao Dongcheng, dressed in black sunglasses, coldly came to my car and knocked on the door: "get off."

"What's the matter?"

"Get out of the car." He has little patience.

He has been in the army for many years. He has a tall and handsome figure. That's how black jeans and black shirt are cool.

Down the window: "can't park here too long, you go ahead, I'll go with you."