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C7 She Licked Her Dog Until She Had Nothing

These two completely unrelated people are actually secretly married and having children?

This loving couple actually divorced?

This creative genius actually sucked D?

This group disbanded?

This female celebrity actually had plastic surgery!

This lascivious American novel was actually filming a television series!!!

This pair of eight-year-old CP was actually CP?

Ah! Ah! Ah!

And what did the random abbreviation letters in these comments mean?

She couldn't understand why she was surfing.

In just a few minutes, she left Weibo with a dumbfounded expression and opened WeChat.

The name on the top of the chat was: Dearest Hubby, [Heartlove].

Sheng Xifang's profile picture was a simple draft book with the word "West."

She opened the dialog box and recorded the conversation a week ago.

She sent the message: I've prepared a hangover soup for you. Remember to drink it when you come back.

She stared at her slender jade-like hands. Since young, she had never touched the sun with her ten fingers. For him, she actually went to the kitchen to personally boil the soup?

"This is not me! This is not me..." Zhao Chumian's toes awkwardly dug out three bedrooms and one living room.

More importantly, Sheng Xifang did not reply to her at all.

She quickly scrolled through their conversation records and basically said it again and again. Sheng Xifang would occasionally say a word, but most of the time he would not. He would directly ignore it and be extremely cold.

He licked the dog until he had nothing.

Ah.

She decisively changed Sheng Xifang's note to a big pig's hoof and even canceled the roof.

He was not worthy!

"Sheng Xifang, you are too much..."

She found Tang Jie's WeChat and sent her a message. Her body went limp and she collapsed on the bed, continuing to digest the fact that she had transmigrated five years ago.

- -

Even during summer, the night in Shangjiang quickly fell. However, it was already seven o'clock, and the sky outside was completely dark.

The wide road was covered with yellow street lights, cars came and went, and the lamps and LED screens on the buildings beside the road were of different heights, emitting all kinds of light.

The standard buildings of Shangjiang emitted a dazzling light. When they landed on the surface of the river, the waves were sparkling, and the night scene was extremely beautiful.

In a room in a certain room in the high-class entertainment center in the bustling district, melodious and soothing music came out.

On the black leather sofa, Chen Mei was holding his long legs and his dark green shirt was loose. He shook the wine glass in his hand and said, "I slept with you a month ago, but you still haven't found the woman who left?"

On the other side, Sheng Xifang was standing in front of an exquisite billiard table. He held a pure black billiard stick in his hand and looked at the billiard on the table indifferently. "No."

"Tsk tsk, there are still women nowadays who you don't want to admit when you sleep. Could it be that... Sheng Xifang, did you treat men like women and sleep with them?" Chen Mei smiled as if he was watching a good show. "That's the big news of the world!"

"Men bleed too?"

"What the heck, what kind of restriction level is this?! Why can't men bleed? Won't he bleed if he gets hurt... "Chen Mei sipped his wine and lazily leaned against the sofa. The playfulness in his eyes grew deeper and deeper.

If he really was a man, then...

Sheng Xifang's face had gone to an unknown place.

Under the bright light, Sheng Xifang stood upright with a baseball pole in his hand. His light gaze swept over, "You mean I can't even differentiate men and women?"

"Even so, you are so intellectual and elegant as Zhao Chumian. You have a successful career. Your front, back, and back are all perky. Your eyes are full of beautiful women from prestigious families. You don't even like them. I am curious about what kind of woman can enter your eyes. " After he finished speaking, he picked up the phone that rang for more than ten seconds.

On the other side, Sheng Xifang turned on a good ball. The yellow ball rolled into the hole.

Chen Mei raised his eyebrows. "I just received news from Millet Garden that your wife took her little assistant back to her hometown. This murderer has returned to the scene..."

Sheng Xifang said lightly, "Don't worry about her. She pretended to have amnesia and pretended to be happy."

"It's good to have amnesia. Back then, when the 18-year-old girl chased you, she was so shameless. Now that I think about it, she would probably be so embarrassed that she would panic!" Chen Mei lazily got up and walked in front of him in a carefree manner. "We have been married for three years. She has given up so much for you. Why is your heart like a ten thousand year ice mountain in the North Pole? Even if the temperature of the earth rises, it won't melt you."

Sheng Xifang made another hole in the wall and observed the stage without raising his head. "Do you like it? This is for you."

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