Smoking away the cigarette from the singer and tossing it on the ground, Shi Yan stepped on it with a few feet: "Don't say, that little white face taught you to smoke, can you touch this kind of thing? If you smoke a woman, you Not disgusting? "

He was so angry that he couldn't breathe.

Yan Ge slightly raised his head and stared at him.

The original owner failed to be with Shi Yan in the end.

The original owner thought that she and the man were true love, Plato-style beautiful love, and the host thought that the concept of gender equality that she and the man insisted on was the most correct and the ideological reform that the Chinese would soon undergo.

What she didn't expect was that before the reform came, men betrayed her first.

Because she is Miss Jiang Qianjin.

Because she has Mrs. Jiang and Mrs. Shi, and because she is Mrs. Shi's fiancee.

Men dare not sleep at her.

But there was a confidant outside.

The man whispered that he really loved her and wanted to maintain the purest love relationship with her.

But it was raining outside with other women.

In order to rescue the man, the original owner fell step by step and accompanied those who slept in politics.

She is the daughter of Marshal Jiang and the fiancee of Shi Shaoshuai.

Those people like to play with her because of her identity.

But she herself, without knowing it, peeled off a layer of identity skin. In the eyes of others, she was not even qualified to play.

Eventually, she swallowed the opium and died.

All the persistence of the original owner was a ridiculous joke in the end.

Yange thought that the original owner would certainly regret it.

But she did not know these regrets.

Because this time she did not accept the wishes of the original owner.

It can only be said that the original owner is not worthy to make a wish.

She could not accept the wishes of the original owner, and she could not truly merge with the original owner's state of mind.

The original owner did not like the man in front of him.

But Yange appreciates it.

In troubled times, the hero is probably a man like Shi Yan.

Yange reached out and touched the holster on Shi Yan's waist.

She was at ease, not like a guilty conscience that she did wrong, or a grievance after being scolded.

Shi Yan's anger was like smashing on cotton, his lips clenched tightly, staring loudly at the words: "No more smoking in the future."

The song said, "OK."

Shi Yan stared again at her big cheongsam.

The white thighs are really dazzling.

He wanted to say that he would never wear such a cheongsam.

But think about it, he prepared these cheongsam.

Tomorrow he will have all her cheongsam re-sewn. The fork is so big, it's so outrageous.

He froze, and continued, "Let your legs go down. Erlang's legs, can you lift them? Sit upright."

Words: "Okay."

Shi Jie would like to export.

This is nothing like Jiang Xiaofeng's temperament.

Resting on weekdays, the woman could find a bunch of stubbles before he could find them.

"Jiang Xiaofeng." He sneered: "It's no use to please Lao Tzu like this, I will not let him off if he doesn't let go."

Although the man was a actor, he was a learned and ambitious actor. He and Jiang Xiaofeng went to several cities and couldn't get around. Later, he gave a speech in the school next door to incite college students to resist the warlord hegemony.

Jiang Xiaofeng met Shi Yan again this time to save the man.

Yan Ge looked up at Shang Shiji's gaze: "How can I let people go?"

Shi Yan heard the words, his eyes sank instantly, and his voice was even more violent: "Jiang Xiaofeng, what's your brain disease? You, he doesn't sleep with you, and you are so nasty to catch up."