My Dear Miss Medical Examiner

The judgment came down, it is an ordinary weekend.

Song Yuhang teaches her to cook.

While gornes in the kitchen, the sun sprinkled out of the glass window, and her slender fingers pressed the carrot, according to the method of Song Yuhang, one board cut the roller.

It is used to the skin of the scalpel, picked up the knife, it is slightly cumbersome, and there is no heart to think about her imagination. The forehead of the forehead seeps out of a thin sweat, bite the lips, and a little red in an eye.

Song Yuhang looked at her every move next to her, and she hanged.

"If you don't, you are gone, or if you come."

I looked up, cold and cold, still some drums.

"If you want you, I will learn."

Song Yuhang has helped, not to go to Song family a few days ago, she did not care about the menu of Ji Jing Xiang's meals?

Lin is coming back, not only when she didn't let her go into the bedroom, not to give her, so it is not easy to catch the opportunity to put people in bed, hateful, skillfully, use Bairo to live her, eyes , Silk scarf, handcuffs three sets.

After all, she has a mistake in the first, and the Song Yuhang is half-push, there is suffering, "painless students".

That time, she thought that even for this, who knows this just started.

Song Yuhang looked at the snow-lighted blade swayed on her weak fingertips, and she was numb.

She swallowed the throat: "I am getting angular, I am getting angry, or do you want me to buy a few mice, rabbits, and maishen back to you?"

Song Yuhang is a kindness, the subtext of hate reading is: You are not suitable for doing this, or forget it.

Linrel, the knife is slippery, the carrot on the board flew out and fell into the sink.

"Be careful!"

Song Yuhang rushed over, grabbed her hand, didn't look at it, and gently contained.

The fingertips are wrapped in a warm oral cavity, not only not pain, but there is a very wonderful feeling.

I looked at her.

Song Yuhang has been holding his head.

"Nothing?"

I feel the lover's gaze. Song Yuhang came back to God, let go of her fingers, and did not pay attention to the end of the taste, I didn't taste bloody, I would give her a creative.

Lin is pulled people, the lips are slightly curved, and the look is proud, and the tone is slight.

"Back, no, I am so fragile."

Song Yuhang is: "Ah?"

She shakes white fingers.

"See clearly, no wound, really, you haven't tasted bloody smell? The knife is fast, I will get more ..."

She has not finished, Song Yuhang has been in her.

The God is full of tenderness, and some people can't say distressed.

"Do you really want to learn?"

The voice of the hate is gradually low: "Um ..."

Song Yuhang turned back, hugged her waist, pushed people before the stove, and she stretched her hands with her.

Her palm is wide, enough to pack her.

Mori foam overflowed in the palm of the palm, full of palms.

The Lin wearing the lips will be able to float the joyful smile.

Waiting for the foam cleaning in her hand, Song Yuhang re-put the case, and took out a wash carrot.

Lin is angry with the knife, she gently covered her back, and the other hand was also made.

"Like this, cut from here, not easy ..."

Song Yuhang teaches her, while saying, patience, meticulous, and focuses.

Lin is very serious, the head is not lifted, and she cuts a knife and a knife along her.

"Is that right?"

Sunflower, sunflower, sunflower.

Her face is white as jade, vaguely visible vascular, and only the tears in the eyes of the eyes.

It is better to say that it is a scar for her bed.

That is the hate that I have ironed it.

In order to be a hundred percent, it is a successful action, and she sacrifies too many things, including the appearance of the proud of themselves. Song Yuhang was once again emphasized that he did not mind these, she still returned before discharge.

At that time, I was sitting in the hospital bed, wearing a blue white disease, smiling slightly, smiling is so pale.

She said this: "I didn't like the identity of the identity. I didn't like to flee it. This is the only one. I am so eager to live in the sun, with the name of this name and you."

Song Yuhang's heart hurts until there is no addition, but also respects any decisions, the operation is successful, but this hot scar, because the poke is too deep, the wound has infected, and it will not be able to remove it in a short half.

She looked at it, and the ghost patted the gods and touched the gods and felt the touch of the fingertips, and Zhang Zhangzhao.

"Has hurt?"

I thought she was asking about what I just cut to my fingers, my head didn't lift: "Nothing, I don't hurt."

The hand covered in his hand is lost.

She looked up and fell into a parallel brown.

Since the undercover is coming back, she always uses this kind of eye to see her.

The eyes of Song Yuhang will speak, full of star sea, hate, will overflow love.

She has always had a illusion, no matter what she wants to do, even if she is going to die, she is also sweet.

I am happy, and at the same time, she has a hidden panic.

What can I have such love?

Don't say, good horses are equipped with the saddle, can only be equipped with security?

People like yourself, in fact, can't afford this grand and sincere love.

The four eyes are opposite.

Song Yuhang read her mind.

Nothing can pass her eyes.

She gently touched the raised scar, and the voice was light, so there were some dumb.

"Man, let's get married, I want to give you a home."

A home that is enough to let her forget all unease ideas, the ceremony is still second.

She wants her to have a sense of security, let this eyes are no longer surprised, no longer suffering, no longer crying, no longer panic, no longer arrogant.

She deserves the most beautiful everything in this world.

Chopped radish rolled on the ground.

I didn't answer for a long time, my eyes were red, and I opened my mouth.

Song Yuhang looked at her one, one fell.

"I ..." She just spit out a monoying festival.

The TV sounded, and the early music relaxed and pleasant to be replaced by real-time news.

"Recently, Zhao Junfeng, deputy secretary of the Senior People's Court of the Binhai Provincial Party Committee, and the Deputy Director of the Political and Legal Committee, and the Provincial Public Security Department of the Provincial Public Security Bureau. The defendant Zhao Junfeng's crime, the crime of organizing bribery, and abused the sin of the commodity The crime is sentenced to death, suspended for two years, deprived of political rights for life, and he did not accept all personal property illegal income. Zhao Junfeng said that it was obedient to the judgment, no longer appealed. "

The brunette of the female host in the TV set was opened, and his photo was released on the screen, and a video.

The old man who has a flower armor must be sent, wearing a prisoner, and apologize to the lens.

Song Yuhang helped the hateful hand slowly slipped down.

The female host has taken a press release from the table, raising his head, generous, and indignation.

Nie Bin, Secretary of the Binji, the Binhai Provincial Anti-Drug Administration, the Secretary of the Criminal Investigation Corps of the Binhai Provincial Public Security Bureau, Li Wei, deputy director of the Jiangnian Public Security Bureau, Li Wei, Jiangcheng Public Security Bureau, Technical Investment, Network, Technician, Zheng Chengrui, etc. The sentence is not a period of imprisonment to a period of imprisonment. "

At this point, the biggest black case has been announced, including 256 people, including the black society, is sentenced to the death penalty immediately, and deprive the political rights for life. "

It turns out that the ghost is not a "person", but a lot of people.

No wonder she has been chasing the truth for so many years.

Until at this moment, Lin arduously had a feeling of dust.

Her eyes were hot, and the head was slightly, and tears slipped down.

Song Yuhang put people into his arms, and forever in her pregnancy, and smashed his lower lips and did not let himself cry.

She didn't touch her back, and her eyes were slightly somewhat awkward, and they looked at the sunflowers outside the hospital, and kissed her forehead.

"It doesn't matter, I want to cry, cry, cry."

"Cry what ... I should ... laughing is."

She buried her head in her arms, laughing in the lips, trying to make myself happy, tears, more, and finally hugged her heart to cry.

***

After the judgment is down, Zhao Junfeng was transferred to the official prison of Binhai Provincial Prison.

Song Yuhang accompanied the mother to read him.

Two people are uneasy outside the door.

"Zhao Junfeng, some people come to see you."

Tiemen is open, wearing "zebra suit", two whitened old people have back, come out.

He looked up, seeing them, the body slightly earthquake, trembled with his lips, and wearing hands on the wrist and turned.

"I don't see, I don't see ..."

His mouth is vibrating the word.

Without waiting for Song Yuhang, her teacher has already rushed and patted the glass window.

"Lao Zhao, Lao Zhao ..."

The slight call is always passed through the megaphone.

Zhao Junfeng hurts his footsteps and still didn't look back.

"Let's go back……"

He is hard to open and turn around.

Song Yuhang also approached a step: "Teacher ..."

The words just exported, she bite, quickly changed the mouth: "Your judgment has come, I don't know if there is no chance to see again."

The old man also squatted on the glass and looked at his back.

This sipping seems to be condemned to him.

Zhao Junfeng slammed his hand, bolding the tiger mouth, and finally retracted the hand, hiding into the sleeve tube, turning around, and looking at your love people.

The old man covers her lips, and the old tears.

Song Yuhang helped her and gently patted her back.

Zhao Junfeng slowly walked over, and the finger stroked the window, as if she can touch her white hair.

Maybe it's a good rest, his eyes are very red, and the scorpion is a bit dumb.

"Go back, take care of yourself, eat it on time, timely review."

"The last time To Yuhang gave you clothes, I still miss anything, tell me, I will give you next time."

Zhao Junfeng smiled, his handcuffs on a wrist sounded.

"I also want to eat a dumplings in your bag, the cabbage stuffed."

"Hey, good, good, wait for you to come back, package you to eat, I know, the skin is thin, the stuff is more, only when you eat skin, don't eat fat."

The old man should tears, and I have taken some warm cold clothes to him, and there is no giant.

"It's cold, your old cold leg, I will bring you a plaster."

"And warm clothes, wearing inside, warm."

"The cotton dragged two pairs, changed."

"The toiletries also take some points, if you are not enough, you truss people."

Zhao Junfeng thought she would ask her to ask himself, the result is not mentioned, just a hard to take care of the body, and have not been odd.

He retired, just a few months, it has been very old, and his body is rushing, and his hand began to shake.

"I know ... You go back, don't let people joke."

The visiting time is coming, the prison guard also began to urge it.

The old man is almost fast, and it is supported by Song Yuhang.

He looked at her, driving the lips: "These things are doing alone, and she doesn't matter, if you are empty, I will take a look at me."

Song Yuhang did not answer, Zhao Junfeng flooked a sarcatic smile, shook his head, turned and wanted.

Today, what eligures for the request to ask her to do anything.

Song Yuhang handed over the old man to the prison guard who waited to hold, and went close to the microphone and sonned.

"I will, after all, I don't eat less, but can you tell me, why do you do this?"

She is sharp, like a sword, staring at his back, expects to turn or answer.

Zhao Junfeng took a smile and lifted his foot to continue.

Song Yuhang held his fist and finished the bones.

"You still remember, when you see me for the first time, what did you say?"

Time flies back to her 18 years old.

She has just admitted to the police school, even in the province's sports team has a struggle experience, but in this place of Tibetan Longhu, it is only a one in the sea.

Opening the first class, whether it is free fight, ten meters pistol speed shot or is abused.

In the class, the male classmates play: "Women still want to be a criminal police, not as good as a test of a civilian mix."

Song Yuzhang red eyes, licking his injured arm, a long walking, laughing behind everyone.

In the evening, the students were resting in the bedroom. She still stood in the platform, and didn't wear a boxing, until it was exhausted, from the fingers of blood.

She is a soft knee, fell to the ground, slowly moved back, lying on the ground, breathing, gasping.

The echo of the ear is still the laughter of the classmates during the day.

"Get up, isn't it the provincial champion?"

"What champion, the water is doing it!"

"I said, don't rush with us, go home to marry your children early."

......

Song Yuhang bite his teeth, and tears switched in the eyes.

The original dark gymnasium suddenly turned into a light, she consciously lifted his arms to block the glare light, and some francs came over.

"stand up."

She looked at the middle-aged man standing in front of him. He wore an old jacket, with a national model face that was just nothing.

"you are?"

She didn't have seen him in school.

The man repeated it again: "Get up."

I don't know why, his waist is very straight, there is a gas field that is not angry, let people think about him.

Song Yuhang made the arm, and men saw her body was shaking, and the lips showed a smile, reached out and helped her.

Song Yuhang stabilized, still some doubts: "Here is a police school, can't be casually entering, why?"

The man did not answer her questions, he just said: "Here is a police school, and there are only two people, police and reserve police."

When Song Yuhang, he turned around and will disappear at the door.

The young man chased a few steps: "Hey, who are you?"

The man suddenly paused, slightly turned back, bright and dark cutting his body.

"You will know later."

The next day, the strike class.

The students have changed the white taekwondles, and the head is crowded, and some people are whisper.

"Hey, have you heard it? Today, I will come to a new instructor. I heard that the second-level police supervision of the provincial anti-drug team, countlessness, and have been in Southeast Asia, it is very powerful."

Generally, this bright and bright resume has a suspect. Song Yuhang did not have a lip, wrapped with a boxing belt, and slammed his head, Zhao Junfeng came in.

He changed the blue new uniform, the waist plate is very straight, wearing a wide cap, the shoulder is mixed with two four-pointed star flowers with silver olive branches.

At that time, he didn't have a white hair, and his body did not go. The finger was close to his pants.

"Hello everyone, my name is the visiting professor of Zhao Junfeng, the Binhai Police Officer College, and the next paragraph of the" Police Physical Energy and Police Skills Training "."

At that time, his sense of enthusiasm was in a distinct contrast, especially the prisoners in his body, but also a glare.

Song Yuhang biting his teeth: "You said, in the police school, only two people, police, and reserve police."

"Later, I graduated from the work, you deliberately rushed to the provincial hall to see me, and you said ..."

She is slightly, and she will stand slightly, and she will not let tears slide down.

"Entering the Public Security Bureau, there are only two people, the police have sacrificed, and the policeman ready to sacrifice."

"You, which one is you?"

He asked in his dumb, Zhao Junfeng has been quiet for a long time, staring at the handcuffs on his wrist.

Song Yuhang has always looked at his back, waiting for an answer.

Zhao Junfeng slowly looked at it, and it was still unfair to go forward, and the prison police had opened the iron gate.

"Master ..." Song Yuhang was tight, red eyes, dumb, screamed.

Zhao Junfeng is slightly slightly, and the back is straight. At the end, the old man thought that in addition to his lover, there was no one in his heart.

Song Yuhang is an exception.

The young people are calm and smart, and the most important thing is to have a gold-friendly heart.

The girls in the police could make a few, like her, a phenomenon, a phenothoro.

His class naturally is very strict, actual training has a certain casualty rate, and Song Yuhang has been swollen everywhere, but the class has left alone to practice late at night.

Sometimes Zhao Junfeng is close to the pavilion, still can see her in the sandbag, panting, sweat water on the short hair.

He stood down to see her: "Why is it so desperate, do you do a logistics?"

Song Yuhang gasped, a punch took the sandbag to go out.

"Why do you want to admit defeat, isn't the last line?"

Zhao Junfeng shook his head: "Not good, very dangerous."

"Eating is the risk of being killed, drinking water has the risk of being killed, even if you sleep at home, there will be dangerous deaths, is it because of fear of risk, don't we eat without sleeping?"

An unexpected answer, like this, the moment of pride, maybe each policeman will have younger.

Zhao Junfeng held a single hand and turned over the ring.

"Your move is wrong, then take a step back, wait for the sandbag to play back."

"Yes, left hooks."

"Right, next road, whip leg, sandbag is enemy, don't let it close to you."

......

Song Yuhang followed his instructions and sweed.

After an hour, complete the full set of action, not only efficient, but also very much.

She sat on the ground gasping, the middle-aged man smiled slightly, handed a can of Coke.

"It's good."

Song Yuhang looked at him, reached out, took Coke, opened the easy can jar and pulled the rings, drank, half-lips, and wipe the lips.

"Thank you, Zhao Jiao."

From that day, when Song Yuhang came to the boxing hall every night, most of the time will meet him.

Zhao Junfeng sometimes feeds with her, sometimes pointed to her movement, she re-comes to the teacher from the beginning of the instructor, and finally go to the master.

Zhao Junfeng is the most admired person of her entire student, is her ideal, lighthouse and a guide.

This master, I woke up his long-lost memories.

He remembers that she graduated, the two people finally fissed, from the beginning, she famed him, to the momentum of the enemy, and then he walked down the wind.

Song Yuhang used a whole for four years.

In the past four years, she is not looking forward to this day. When she really puts people, Song Yuhang has a little bit, which represents her grow up, and Zhao Junfeng is going old.

At the time, he had a few white hair, and there was no flexibility in the past, and he was defeated by her, and he couldn't stand it in half. Song Yuhang reached a hand.

"master……"

Zhao Junfeng hooks: "No, no, arthritis make it ..."

She took someone to the platform, and Zhao Junfeng turned out two cans of cola from her own bag and handed her a bottle.

"Come, graduate, happy."

Song Yuhang was a little, and opened the loop and touched him with him, the bubble spilled.

"Happy Graduation."

At the end, the young people feel that they are not unreasonable.

"For four years, you will ask me to drink this?"

Zhao Junfeng laughed and took her shoulder.

"Police school has provisions, and students must not drink alcohol."

Song Yuhang squatting: "It seems that you can drink it."

When I said to work, Zhao Junfeng's face converged a smile, it became some meaning.

"Participating in work is the beginning of your career."

Song Yuhang put the easy pull can and moved his shoulders: "I have been waiting for this day."

Zhao Junfeng smiled slightly, and I didn't drink a cola, and the doctor did not allow him to drink high-sugar high-calorie drink.

"The criminal police career is not as easy as you think, you will encounter danger, will also experience setbacks, or even ..."

He slightly: "There is still a lot of temptation."

Song Yuhang is like understanding, and picking up the easy and pulling can for a bite: "Are you talking about it?"

Zhao Junfeng silently saw a watch.

"Not too early, I should go back."

Song Yuhang got to send him, helping people from the seat, Zhao Junfeng picked up the backpack and took a good photo.

"Don't send it, don't you report it tomorrow? Go back to rest early."

I don't know why, today's Zhao Junfeng always makes her unpredictable feelings.

Song Yuhang didn't know where to feel this, she just chased the door of the boxing, stood in the sunset.

"Master, goodbye."

Zhao Junfeng was slightly stuck.

She has become a horn shape: "Take care of the body, no matter how far I go, where you are my master, I will come back to see you!"

It's like a movie telegraph slow lens. She always remembers that dusk, Zhao Junfeng slowly turned around.

It is like this.

One of the two prison guards left him, the old man turned hard, and that moment she saw his face to have a long-lost smile, and the decadent and grayed air was swept away.

Just like her twenty-two years old.

Zhao Junfeng in each other is also smiling and smiling in his own temple, and the action is that is like the wind, and the fall is falling.

He said: "Yuhang, come on, there is difficult to find Master, who dares to bully you in Jiang City, let him come to me."

Song Yuhang screamed and smiled. She is now not bullying others. It is already thankful.

Not waiting for her to say anything, Zhao Junfeng turned to leave, waving, she said that she didn't send it, her back disappeared in the campus.

Some people say that the 18-year-old is an adult ceremony, but Song Yuhang has always felt that this year attending work is.

After that, she met many setbacks, she had passed, although she didn't look for Zhao Junfeng, she always remembered his sentence, and took a 22-year-old adult as a student, gave her Mo Da Warm and comfort.

This note is for many years.

Until now, in the face of the criminal police that is already alone, Zhao Junfeng also said that if you want to take care of her, you can't lift your hands like the same feeling.

His eyes were slightly somewhat, and it implied in a hint: "Yuhang, I can't get it, but ... you can."

When he called his own name, Song Yuhang couldn't help but he was holding a punch on the glass.

"Why ... this is why?"

The old man shook his head: "Don't go to the tiger, want to fight with darkness, you must go deep into the dark."

"This is the reason why you and the role of the wolf is ?!" Song Yuhang's eyes were red, biting the teeth.

Zhao Junfeng was trembled, and his lips were smashed. He slowly turned his head: "You won't understand ... don't understand ... go back ... Go back ... Don't come again ..."

Song Yuhang looked at his back: "I am fighting with darkness, just because I am wearing a police uniform, there is a national emblem on the hat, shouldering justice, I am just with the darkness, what is the same as criminals!"

Zhao Junfeng's footsteps, did not say anything, wearing a handcuffs, let him help him stay away.

That Tiemen closed in front of her.

Song Yuhang was out of breath, sat on the chair, grabbed his eyes with his hand, and the shoulders were slightly shaken.

What made her did not think that Zhao Junfeng said that I didn't come again. It is really a doctor.

She returned to the second day of the river city, I received a phone call from the prison. He suddenly became a blood, and he died on the way.

The handset in Song Yuhang slipped down, and his body was slight, and forever and stood up.

Yuhang! "

She returned to God and looked at the eyes of lover, and she barely smiled: "I am fine ..."

It's okay, but it is red.

Linfeads: "Let's go, let's drive."

After the fact that Zhao Junfeng's last thing, Song Yuhang collected his casket from the funeral home. She just got out of the door, waiting for the old man next to him, and snatched the box in her hand.

The old man is holding back, the hair is all white, but also because even the day is not mood, I stick to it together. She is wearing a dirty old cotton jacket, stepped on the cotton shoes after the foot, walking out.

There is a word in the mouth: "Lao Zhao ... Lao Zhao ... go home ... Go home ..."

On the way back to the river city, I will drive. When the gap of the traffic light, Song Yuhang has been miased to look at the small soldiers of the street.

There was a van on unloading, and the worker lifted a box of drinks, busy and out.

Lin is going to see there: "What happened?"

Song Yuhang: "I want to drink music."

When I returned home, she screwed the Cola bottle and drunk the first mouth, and tears came out.

I hate hugged her behind him, put the head on her shoulder, tightened his arm.

***

After the death of Zhao Junfeng, Song Yuhang went to see the master once every week, the wind and rain were unimpeded, and the thunder did not move.

At some Friday, when she was preparing to start, I received a phone call from the community: the elderly old age dementia, hospitalized.

When she hurriedly arrived in the provincial city, the teacher didn't know her, pulled another old uncle, a "old Zhao, Lao Zhao, I will give you dumplings."

The staff of the nursing home complained: "The old lady is alone at home, staying outside, running out of the sky, also taking garbage, there is no way, then send us here, I said, how did you do these children? Take something ... "

Song Yuzhang Hongxiang: "I am not ..."

Her voice is small, the staff didn't listen.

"what?"

Song Yuhang's mouth was vibrated, and he turned over his head: "She has no children, I have already died, take care of her, no matter how much money, I am."

The staff was shocked and looked at the back of her leaving. "Nerve disease ..."

***

The top of the son has been executed, and Zhao Junfeng has also been died, and the rest has been punished, and all the dust will be settled.

Only a big thing hanging on the heart of the Songmu.

That is the marriage of Song Yuhang.

Seeing that two people have been borne, especially Song Yuhang, injured, I haven't said that I haven't said that I think it is big, although two people are now stable, but people always think more. She is a daughter, still wants to see her on the day of the wedding dress.

So I kept side attack, separated from three worship, I would not only bear the physical attack of the old man, but also to withstand the magic attack brought by her observatorial eyes, she can't resist the rebuttal, sitting there, such as the needle felt, such as a thin ice .

Song Yuhang is not better, Lin is early to set up ideas, do not marry Datut, she is not only once again, and there is no picket.

Songmu saw the hate that he did not speak, but it was not so polite to his children.

Lin is more than once in the middle of the night, I saw Song Yuhang in the living room, I was listening to the teachings of Songmu.

"When did you get married?"

Song Yuhang cried and looked down: "Mom, you have to ask this!"

"Ask, every time you wait, you don't think about it, is it wrong, it's not angry, it's angry, or why isn't you married for so long ?!"

Songmu's spit is flying to her face.

In Song Yuhang, the cattle is full, and it will give people a little.

"Mom, this is not my reason ..."

"I don't care, I haven't been active for a few years. I want to see you married, and and beautiful."

No..

The ultimate kill is coming out.

For a time, the female tears tears.

I got the heart of the forest to the toilet.

In the end, Ji Jingxing also joined the marriage army, and added a small only, this combat power is just, Song Lin Festival defeated.

Lin is angry: "You haven't married it yet, what qualifications say?"

The season is in the spring of Spring: "Who said that I am not married, I am almost, now you are."

The three people said in the living room, the door opened, a middle-aged man pulled Xiao Wei to stand at the door.

Song Linyi brushfully turned his head, he actually had a hipster's key!

Songmu also explored his head from the kitchen: "Xiaoliang, come, sit, sit!"

Xiaomi's only breaks his hand, carrying a book, and a snow granules on his body, pounce into his mother's arms.

"Mom, Shu, Shu, who played with me, was played downstairs, he also bought a ski board, saying that we went to the snowflite to ski together on the weekend."

The man is still a few years older than the season, and it is very honest and honest, standing on a snowboard, laughing at them.

"Hello, my name is Liang Tu, when I worked in the law, and Xiang Xing was a colleague."

Two people face each other, and they float in the eyes:

This is too fast.

Later, Liang Duo went to the Song Mom to cook, and drove the old man out of the kitchen, and he took the apron fried cooked.

Four women squats around the stove.

Song Yuhang knows that it was a long time for Liang Dynasty, and he had a failure of marriage, and his ex-wife had a son. It has already been in junior high school, not very much.

Maybe it is because of the similar experience, in the day of the Tilled travel, while thinking of small only illness, while still having money to make a house, Liang Die not only gave her a lot of orders, but also helped her to take care of Xiao Wei. Two people slowly came together, and now the marriage is fast.

At the end of the topic, Songmu and Ji Jing Xiang brushed brushing the look forward to them: "I will wait for your good news now."

Lin happily, the skin is numb, or Xiao Wei is not letting her not let her go, it is simply able to take the road.

In the end, Fang Xin Duancheng also joined the marriage army, and it was not easy to make it out to play once. Zhang mouth closed is married, especially Duancheng, and the eyebrow dance of Fang Xin's shoulder.

"Lin Jie, you can see it, you and the Song team escape so much, no more difficult."

"Although the domestic does not recognize the same sex marriage, it also gives each other a ceremony."

"I have already seen my parents with Fang Yucheng, and the engagement ring is wear."

Duancheng pulled up his girlfriend's hand swaying, the platinum ring insure the dog eyes of Song Lin.

Lin survotored lips, I want to take the needle line to put his mouth.

Duan City continues, it's okay: "I want to say that the Song team is too bitter. You don't know, you are not there, and she bites her face every day, washing face with tears, and also ran to the detention center ... "

No..

This is awkward, and Song Yuhang has already rushed.

"Western food can't block your mouth!"

Duancheng took the front of the meal that she threw over, I was chew, and I didn't forget to give my girlfriend's mouth.

After a meal, a group go back.

Song Yuhang fell behind him in the end of the purchase, and he took her shoulders: "Song team, don't blame, I didn't tell you, women who deal with Lin Jie must be unresolved."

Song Yuhang took the card back: "What do you mean?"

Duancheng watched around, see Lin Yong, this tickled her hook the finger, and said that she came over.

Song Yuhang listened to him, he said, "Can this?"

Duancheng is eye-catching: "If you don't try it, you don't know."

Song Yuhang: "..." The young people don't seem to be much. "

Duancheng: "Hey, the comics look, this is called learning."

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