100m Yuan Wife: Buy One Get One

It was still early for dinner, and Anthony had gone out for a whole day today. Mrs. Chur was afraid that the two would be hungry and prepared cheese and snacks and milk tea for them.

Mrs. Chur was a lovely and cheerful person. She was kind and enthusiastic. When she saw the eleventh, she was terribly thin and desperately urged her to eat. She wished to put all these snacks, cheese, milk tea in her stomach.

Emotions are difficult, although Eleven doesn't like cheese and milk tea, he also eats a lot.

She was cold and silent on the return trip, became lively, laughed, talkative, like a clever girl, and made Mr. Chur and Mrs. Chur very happy, especially Mrs. Chur, who showed all babies like her , Even the album in the living room that they often take to see is also introduced to Eleven.

Mr. Chur and Mrs. Chur have a boy, and the children are already married. One family of three went to Italy on vacation for a year, and the plane crashed. The Churs lost their sons, daughter-in-law and grandson, leaving only their two elders. Eleven looking at the young man in the photo album, and then looking at Mrs. Chur's optimistic appearance, she felt a little uncomfortable.

She couldn't help but laugh at herself. After Mo Ye's incident, she seemed to have some emotions, and she was also felt by the pain of outsiders, whether it was joy or worry.

The two originally lived in a big city. After the death of the child, the second elder was afraid of touching the scene, so he came to this secluded village to start a new life. From Mr. Chur's conversation. Eleven learned that the Chur family has a well-known cosmetics company that runs very well. Chur is a major shareholder, and even if the two elders do nothing for a lifetime, they can enjoy their lives. They didn't look at Mingheli. They looked at the decoration and furnishings in this house on the 11th and knew that their family was very prosperous.

Mr. Chur likes to play chess, and usually likes playing with Mrs. Chur, but he thinks that Mr. Chur's skills are too bad, and his brains are not enough. Since he knew that Anthony would play chess, he always dragged him to addiction. .

The old man's wise eyes are full of satisfaction. He sometimes praises Anthony for his outstanding chess skills. He has played for decades, and he has barely played a tie with him.

Eleven and Mrs. Chur sat on the sidelines to watch the battle. She looked at Anthony's beautiful and beautiful artist-like hands, and her mood was unsteady. What happened to Mo Ye's hand?

Her memory only stayed five years ago. It was very cold at night and she couldn’t sleep. She had nothing to do in his arms. She often played with his hands. The man’s fingers were very slender and his hands were beautiful. He had missed him It's a pity not to play the piano.

Just five years ago, his hands looked slightly thin, like a beautiful woman, just beautiful. Unlike Anthony's hands, in addition to being beautiful, it feels very powerful, as if it can hold up a sky for others.

very different.

He was very attentive in playing chess, sometimes chatting with Mr. Chur, occasionally inserting a sentence between the two women, he was also very talkative, smiling, and liked Mr Chur.

"Little Seven, why did you come here so far?" Mrs. Chur asked her curiously. "There are very few travelers here. Who are you looking for?"

Eleven remembered that she agreed with Mrs. Chur to find someone. She got lost and said that it was too late to change her mouth. She chuckled lightly. "It's nothing. I've thrown something here in the past. I'll retrieve it."

Five years ago, she accidentally threw her heart and her feelings here. The purpose of her coming is just to find it back, and she will not be stupid for anyone, and return to the calm eleven.

Ever knowing the relationship between Mo Ye and the old witch, Eleven knew that she could not kill him. Although she wanted to, she couldn't. The old witch was cold-hearted and didn't care who was life or death. After all, the Brothers of the Mo family have a blood relationship with her, plus Suman... Suman has a friendship with her. Others are negative to her, she can ignore it, but others have gratitude to her, she can remember her life and form a title.

The old witch was so kind to her. Without her, she would have been beaten to death on the boxing ring. She would never know where she starved to death. She had no chance to grow up, nor did she have the chance to get so many relatives and friendship.

How could she be ungrateful and start with her loved ones, no matter how old the witch doesn't care, she can't, no matter how Mo Ye treats her and hurts her.

This resentment in my heart may not be eliminated.

The only thing she can do is to be a stranger from now on. If she doesn't know each other again, she completely breaks the intricate feelings.

While on the island, Cheng Anya seemed to see something. She said that there is no love, where is the hate, only no love, there is no feeling, just like ordinary strangers.

"What did you lose?" Anthony suddenly asked, not looking at eleven, but at the chessboard, but he was really asking her.

"Don't tell you." Eleven smiled and mixed. She discovered one thing. The smile was really a beautiful symbol. When she was Eleven, she rarely laughed.

But when she regarded herself as another person, her smile turned out to be easy.

It's easy to say even things you never say, such as humor, coquettishness, active atmosphere... people are really strange.

"Who are you looking for? The person who picked up your things?" Mrs. Chur asked curiously.

Eleven thought for a while and said with a smile, "No, he is dead, he came to look for it, but he came to pay homage."

Anthony wanted to move the king's hand and paused for a few seconds. The white face with long eyelashes was covered with a light silhouette. The opposite Mr. Chur thought he was thinking and did not interrupt him.

Only, the next move, the position is obvious, is it necessary to think for so long?

Anthony moved the king casually, taking the step he had originally booked.

Mrs. Chur continued to chat with Eleven, not asking about her origin, but only asking her interests, what she usually likes, Eleven telling the truth, sometimes laughing like bells. Mrs. Chur couldn't smile.

When it was time for dinner, Mrs. Chur went to prepare the dinner, Mr. Chur went to help, and Mr. Chur stayed with her, and she went to help, and Mrs. Chur refused, saying there was no reason for the guests to do it.

Eleven helpless, can only give up.

Turning back, he saw Anthony staring at her with a scorching chin, his sky blue eyes seemed to be deep and charming, and it was very impressive to pose in a random pose, a girl killer.

Eleven pulled the corner of his lips, "why do you look at me so much?"

"You cook for cooking?"

"Why don't I."

"I thought you wouldn't."

"It seems that your wisdom is not enough."

"It's true, otherwise it won't..." Anthony's voice stopped at an appropriate time, eleven lip curled, without Mr. Chur and Mrs. Chur as a bridge, the atmosphere between them was a bit weird.

"Little Seven, will you play chess? Let's play a game."

Eleven wanted to refuse. I don’t know why. She didn’t like to get in touch with him too much, but she turned around and saw the busy old couple in the kitchen. She dismissed her thoughts.

Play chess and start playing against each other.

"Is that what you said true?" Anthony asked.

Eleven gaze, "What is it?"

"Lost things, people are dead." Anthony asked casually, his expression indifferent, seemingly unintentional.

"Naturally is true." Eleven took a step, "What about you? It's true that you are separated from your lover?"

"It's true."

"Ice and snow, it's not easy to find." No matter whether he is true or not, Eleven continues to say that he can't be cold, this identity is still very suitable for a lively atmosphere.

"It's okay." Anthony replied lightly, with a pleasant smile on his lips, seeming to enjoy playing chess with her.

For some reason, Eleven felt a strange feeling, as if...she tried to suppress this doubt.

"Your chess is good."

"Don't laugh, you clearly let me." Eleven confessed to him, "The fool can't see it."

Her chess did not play well. The old witch asked them to be all-round. Everything humans can do requires them to be proficient. However, after all, human energy is limited. How can they be proficient in everything?

"Well, I'm a fool, so I can't see it." Anthony said quietly.

eleven,"……"

What is this man talking about?

"Anthony, why did you go the melancholy route." Eleven smiled and teased. She didn't like the expression on his face at all. It seemed self-deprecating, ironic, and regretful...

Very complicated.

She likes simple things, one is one, and the other is two. She doesn't like things that are too complicated.

Anthony suddenly smiled, holding his chin in one hand, posing a very melancholic look, which looked like a melancholic prince. "I heard that a melancholy man is easy to make women tempted."

Eleven lips chuckled, "Who do you listen to?"

"The book says."

Eleven said again, "The author of your book must have published it yourself."

"You don't like it?"

"Not at all."

"Then what kind of man do you like?"

"I like beautiful men." Eleven thought of Ye Wei's words that often hung in his mouth, which was convenient to use.

Anthony was stunned, his eyes darkened, his face a little dark, seeming angry, but gradually, his anger subsided. I like beautiful men... beautiful men...

He is beautiful.

Anthony touched his face, "Am I not beautiful?"

"I know better than you."

"..."

Eleven was suddenly a little happy, and gradually realized that this man still has a lovely place.

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Sisters, beg for gold at the end of the month. Continue to Anthony and Primary Seven.