One Hundred Ways to Satisfy Your Beloved Wife

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It's so similar!

Both people are shouting inside.

Especially, she has restored her memory, and when she sees Baek Yunhui, she automatically connects her and her uncle's paintings in the study.

Despite the ruthlessness and brutality of the years, Baek Yun Xi is not as young and beautiful as the portrait, but one's innate temperament will not be annihilated by the years.

Will she be her own mother?

The old lady who was missed by her uncle?

A wave of joy swept through my heart, but I was a little timid.

She was afraid of disappointment and of hearing cruel words.

She turned to Qin Sam and thought of the surprise Qin Sam said to herself. Although the man did not say anything, he slightly raised the corner of his mouth, with an encouraging gaze, and had already given him invisible confirmation.

“Hello, I am Jade...” I was inspired and my lips touched gently, walking towards Baek Yunhui.

Her slender long legs, unique temperament, that familiarity, made Baek Yun-hee more and more unable to do herself, even forgetting what she came to do at a time.

“Jade...”

Baiyunhui frowned, the tens of millions of images in her mind, confused memories converged to silence her for a moment, a few drops of cold sweat on the tip of her nose.

Neither did she rush, but she lifted her hand.

Baek Yunhui's hands are very cold, but his palms are wet. This is a sign of extreme body cold. At close range, Baek Yunhui's eyes have been filled with fine lines.

”'Yes, my name is Yu-chun, and my uncle's name is Yu-chun.

The syllable of “Qi" was interrupted by a strange noise next door before it was completely released. “Ah... don't... don't..."

“Um... ah..."

“Well... let go of me...”

Qin Sam's face suddenly turned black into coal. Who would inspire him to do this in his suite? And listening to Ann talk doesn't seem to be a man and a woman, at least, individually.

All three of them are here, and this voice means nothing to everyone.

Especially for Baek Yun-hee, it's more like a sunny day with a thunderbolt!

The groan in the room. Who else can sing if she's not her adopted daughter? Ben twisted into a bunch of eyebrows, and the wrinkles were even stronger.

“Xiaoqing? ”

“Is it Qing?” She frowned and looked at the small door.

Looking at herself and holding her hand tight, she glanced at her apologies and immediately drew her hand out.

She came to the door a few steps later, listening to the more intense screams inside, and she pushed the door in a hurry.

The door was not locked. After cleaning up Song Hu again, he knew that if he did not want to die, he would not run away.

Baiyunhi opened the door in a quiet motion, and everyone in the shocked room stopped and looked at her with their heads flanked.

Seeing is a strange middle-aged woman, Song Hu's men all looked at their bosses with disgrace.

What's that supposed to mean?

Is this woman also the enemy of the Demon Head?

Song Hu frowned and hummed. His subordinates moved aside, giving Song Hu room.

Baek Yunhui also saw what was going on in the house. He knelt on his knees, his arms and legs were clamped and he couldn't move. The dark hair like brocade scattered all over him.

All of them were red stripes. When Baek Yunhui looked at her, Song Tiger was still buried steadily in her body.

“Mom...” cried the cold, tears blinking in an instant.

Forgive me, Baek Yun-hee, before opening the door, has prepared his heart. But when I saw the scene with my own eyes, I was still standing still and didn't react for half a day.

“What the hell is going on here? ”

She pressed her eyelids, holding her mind tight and shouting at the people in the room. “Who are you?” Song Hu gazed and measured Bai Yunxi. Although the woman in front of her was not as beautiful as the demon's head, her temperament was very similar.

Are these two women related?

But why would Cold Heather call her mom? Without paying attention, he relaxed his grip on the cold, freed himself from the cold, and crawled toward Baiyunhui.

At this moment in the cold heart, Baiyunhi is more important than Qin Sam.

Her grievances, her reluctance, her helplessness, all erupted with a moment of holding Baiyunhi's legs.

“Mom, help me...”

“I know I'm wrong. I promise I'll listen to you later. Will you help me? ”

“No, let Sam and Yu leave me alone, okay? I promise to go far in the future and never disturb them again. ”

Cold and crying rarely, thin body is covered with scars, it hurts to look.

Although it was not her own, Baek Yun-hee had seen her for so many years and hurried to help her.

“Stop crying. What's going on? ”

“Where's my drugged bracelet? You took it, didn't you?” Baek Yunhui pressed her eyelids and the nurse looked at her adopted daughter in a very complicated mood.

She is not against cold love, nor is she against cold X-life when she grows up.

But this is what I did for love. Baek Yunhui was undoubtedly disappointed.

Her silence made the sunshine panic.

She understands Baek Yun-hee, especially with her strange breath caught in her complex eyes.

“Mom, Dad treats me like a chip. Are you giving me up? ”

“What do you mean I'm alive? Why don't I just die...”

Cold and clear, she threw away Baiyun Sheila's hand and rushed towards the corner of the wall next to her. She was so fast that people didn't even react.

All I heard was a loud bang, and the blood sprayed like a waterfall.

Warm blood spilled all over the place, and Baek Yun-hee's dress was even more a red fingerprint, scary to look at.

Even a group of Song Hu are foolish.

Are there such loyal women these days?

No, if it's true loyalty, why didn't you just hit her when she was humiliated?

Looking at Baek Yunhui worried and holding the sunshine back, she knew that the woman had not collided in vain.

She had a headache because she stayed at Yu's house for a long time? How is her love enemy a bit crazier than a crazy one?

Nangong Yan wants to let himself die.

Cold and clear wants to make life worse than death (in front of Qin Sam and a group of men OOXX).

Isn't everyone having a good time?

“Mr. Qin, Miss Yu... this...” see the cold and sunny fall in the blood pod life and death unknown, Song Hu just feels the bad luck today.

The low pressure in the house made him want to put oil on the soles of his feet and slip away.

“Did you talk to me?” She was unhappy, and Qin Sam, who felt her emotions the most, was unhappy.

“A team will send you some experimental material tonight. ”

Qin Sam picked up his phone and dialed a phone directly.

As soon as his voice went down, there was a surprise laugh coming from the phone, as if the people on the other end of the phone were very excited.

“Well, in the hotel's presidential suite, you pick it up yourself. ”

Qin Sam finished the order, hung up the phone neatly, pulled out of the room, and didn't even look at Song Hu again.

His words were incomprehensible. Song Hu and his family met each other. His eyes stared for half a day, and he didn't think of a single one, so he came out.

Song Hu picked up the shirt on the sofa and put it on his body. He squatted on the floor and thought about the phone content Qin Sam had just made.

Experimental material?

You guys gonna get it yourself?

Suddenly, a very bad feeling spread in his mind.

He suddenly stood up and walked to the window. Out confronting Qin Sam was definitely hopeless, but if he did not go out, the unknown outcome would be the worst.

He stood beside the bed and swept his mind at a glance of dizziness.

Hundreds of meters...

Afraid he'll turn into a foam this afternoon?

Watching the unconscious cold weather on the ground, Song Hu felt worse than eating 10,000 flies!

The eyeballs suddenly squeezed out, the red wire was dense, if it wasn't for Baek Yunhui holding the cold, he would want to flush down to make up for the cold.

If he can't escape, go to hell with him!

But, uh...

Bai Yunxi suddenly held up the cold and walked to the living room, calling Qin Shan and Zheng, who were ready to go back to the room to change clothes.

“Mr. Qin, can you find a doctor for Cold Heather? ”

“Though she did what she did to you, sin will not die. ”

Qin Sam turned around and looked at her with complexity. His eyes flashed with hesitation.

The good recognition of the original plan was also interrupted by the coldness. Out of his own heart, he hoped that coldness would kill himself, and then he compensated the colder.

But when it was cold and clear, both Qin Shan and Qin Shen could hear clearly.

The worst result is a concussion with a scar that won't kill you.

“I know you want to say she won't die, and I know she did it wrong, but I grew up with this kid, and I took her out of the abyss, and how I could watch her die in front of me. ”

“This kind girl, I can see you're kind, otherwise the sunshine should have died before I came.” Baiyunhi perceived Qin Sam's hesitation and said directly.

She doesn't know why, even though she first met Kun.

But I think there's a lot of familiarity between the two of them.

So when she collided with her clear eyes, Baek Yunhui could definitively confirm that the girl in front of her was kind.

Her eyes, though also filled with strong emotions, were clear.

There is no such thing as a worldly desire, nor is there any memory of hatred.

“Do you want me to save her?” Watching Baek Yunhui just gave the needle to Cold and Clear, she was almost certain that the person in front of her was her mother, who had been missing for years.

Watching her mother beg for herself to adopt her daughter, her heart is tormented.

She was emotionally excluded, although she said that she had been adopted by the Lu family and had grown so big that she recognized her uncle.

But... nobody wants to see her mother biased toward outsiders, especially since she just nearly hurt herself and Sam.

“Psst.” Qin Sam took the initiative to hold her hand, knowing that she was in pain.

The two of them snap their fingers together and experience a hint of warmth.

He bit his lip and shook his head at Qin Sam.

“Girl...” Seeing that she neither promised nor pushed away, Baek Yun-hee couldn't help but hurry.

“I save... as if...” to thank Cold Heather for taking my place at your side for so many years. Qin Shan called a doctor after being helplessly hooked up his lips.

As she expected, the cold weather was just a slight concussion and that long mouth on her face.

Baek Yun-hee watched as the cold came out of the Qing-chuang room and was transferred to the general ward. His heart was twisted until it was slightly dilated.

“Girl... thank you.” She watched with gratitude as she sat in the corner.

The woman raised her head when she heard the words, and her eyes lit up with a gloomy light.

“I saved her just because you...”

“And I'm not the Virgin Mary, so I still have to do the math. ”