Bai Yueguang Breaks Up Everyday

Mr. Fan came out and saw this admiration.

The youngest of their family held the girl's ankle alive and cried miserably.

He was so weak and didn't pull it out for a long time, but he was convinced by this guy's hand strength, and he couldn't help but ask for help, "Brother, can you help me?"

The brothers of the SR group were also drunk a lot of wine, but they were sober and hurried up to drag them away.

"Oh my God! Where's the wicked mother-in-law! Come here for a fuck! Don't think about it! Don't break up! Never!!"

Zhou Can's mission is so weak that she is kicking people with her legs, and she has the aura of a **** cursing on the street.

He grabbed one of such a weak shoe and held it in his arms like a baby, sleeping, passing, going, now.

Everyone looked at each other.

So weak and angry, he gave him a chest with his shoesless feet.

She glanced at her and grabbed Fang Shuyan, who was about to run away, and sneered, "The real estate agent, what's the matter, your self-directed and self-acting drama, will you run away before it starts?"

So weak and Fang Shuyan's height is not a minute or a half, but the green tea essence is forced to come with a two-meter-eight aura, which makes the other party embarrassed, innocent, and weak.

"what happened?"

As a colleague present, Mr. Fan had to come forward.

"Oh, it's nothing."

The weak expression is quite gentle, "That's right, after I received the location from you, I didn't even take a sip of the water, and came to this place non-stop, as if by accident, it disturbed Miss Fang's good deeds. I don't know about me. What happened to my boyfriend fell to the ground, and I don’t know how Miss Fang was lying on my boyfriend. You are the party involved. Explain to my girlfriend who is full of small question marks?"

The last sentence was clearly addressed to Fang Shuyan.

Fang Shuyan deserves to have been in the entertainment industry for a few years. Although she was embarrassed with a disheveled look, after she calmed down, she was still a little calm.

"Explain what, which man doesn't steal fishy."

These days are the hardest time for Fang Shuyan to endure.

She was so desperate to borrow money to make up her mortgage, and she had to endure the verbal abuse from her celebrities and the ridicule of the entire network, and her nerves were extremely tense. But why? Why is she ridden with black materials and forced to desperate, she had to put down her body to attend the cocktail party, and had to accompany those potbellied customers, but this girl returned from a foreign conference and her future was bright.

Zhou Can's bib shows off his girlfriend, like a hopeless little brother.

Why? My sister finished reading a brick-and-thick professional book, and she got more energy when she hit me.

Why? My sister made a pouch in the kitchen today and almost didn't let me die on the spot, but I still love her very much.

Why is my sister going abroad to attend classes? I am crazy jealous of every stranger there who can meet her.

Regardless of how his girlfriend's fans are making trouble, Zhou Can seems to have eaten a weight, and she is determined to be this girl.

Some fans said sourly, this is like a **** first love.

But Fang Shuyan didn't think so.

The man didn't cheat, just because he didn't have enough chips.

Fang Shuyan chuckled, "Little sister, don't you know, a hot-blooded boy can't be satisfied."

With a weak wow, he turned his head to make a small report with the SR brothers.

"Does she usually talk to you like this?"

The young boys stood by their weak side, also full of youthful vigor, and their gaze fell on Fang Shuyan's body. That enthusiasm of vigor was replaced by a kind of disgust, and good self-cultivation kept them alive. Polite and calm, did not speak. But Fang Shuyan felt that she had been skinned and humiliated in the public.

"Forget it, it's boring to be forced with this kind of guy."

So weak he touched his belly and smiled sweetly, "Brothers, I'm hungry, is there anything to entertain me?"

The brothers hurriedly coaxed her.

He stepped on the "Chou Corpse" without squinting and got into the car.

The brothers dragged people up with a wry smile.

Have a snack, brother, if you get drunk, your wife is going to fly!

Zhou Can had a hangover for the first time. She slept until noon, and when she woke up, she was completely dumbfounded.

Fragments.

He rubbed his aching chest, feeling like he was kicked.

No, his back hurts too.

Could it be a ghost press?

Zhou Can stayed in bed in a daze for nearly half an hour. After waking up for a while, she stretched her waist and walked to the living room with drooping eyelids.

He saw a man sitting on the sofa.

The younger brother was stunned, ecstatic, and immediately rushed over.

The other party kicked both feet on his chest, his face full of disgust, "You stay away from me!"

Zhou Can was scolded in the mist, "What's wrong with my sister?"

"For more details, ask your agent!"

Zhou Can shruggedly hugged her knees, "Just ask you, what kind of agent?"

This person finally returned, and he didn't want to leave the person for a moment.

So weak showed a playful smile, "Do you really want to listen to me?"

Zhou Xianxian suddenly felt bad and bit his scalp, "Tell me, I, my small body is quite resistant."

It's not enough.

Then I was so weak that he swept away the incident last night and described it to the minifigure in detail, the kind with facial expressions.

When the younger brother heard the former agent hugged him, he broke apart.

"Fart! I've never seen this person! Bloodshot!"

Zhou Can realized that this sentence had been so weak and scolded, and hurriedly remedied, "I have never drunk. Really, I didn’t expect that the stamina would be so great, and I would drink a piece of it. After getting in the car, I don’t remember anything. !" The more he talked, the more he felt like an irresponsible scumbag, and he explained anxiously with a pale face, sweating in a hurry.

And so weak, watching him coolly on the side.

Zhou Xianxian was aggrieved, flustered and furious.

He had a nightmare the night before, dreaming of the book of hateful answers.

He wanted to decide his life for only nine yuan, bah!

After Zhou Can smashed the book of answers, she appeared on the stage as weak as a female boss. She coldly dropped a stack of money to him, saying that the contract was terminated. In his dream, he cried so much that she couldn't catch up, but she was too short, and she was still wearing his suit, and her pants were so long that she could drag the floor. As soon as he stepped on it, the two of them fell to the sky.

The nightmare story eventually turned into a bed full of spring.

The old man said that the dream came the other way around. Could it be that he today—

Zhou Xianxian's eyes widened in horror, and he held on to his weak waist.

"If I dare to be tough on someone other than you, I'll be a eunuch!"

This poisonous oath not only calmed down the weak little trickster, but the older brother who was eavesdropping in the room also looked dull.

Ruthless or brother ruthless!

Zhou Can even took a salary from the bottom of the tank, went to the parking place that day and took a few laps to retrieve video clips from street surveillance.

When this piece of evidence was posted, Fang Shuyan was scolded in countless tricks.

On the contrary, it was so weak that it was poured with Coke on the hot search.

Fans think this sister is really sturdy, and their arrogant brother has been tossed to the point of losing his temper.

Many sisters felt distressed, and couldn't help but let her act lightly.

After this drunkenness case, Zhou Can was highly sensitive and extremely lacking in security, and any disturbance made him suffer.

Before the college entrance examination stage, I was weak to call him once a day already very often.

This guy felt that it was not enough, so he arranged it three times a day.

Zhou Can charged her three thousand yuan for the phone bill.

Such a weak feeling is particularly suffocating.

When I came back from the meeting, the professors came up with a whim and started a small project, so they didn't go home because they were weak. They went to live in the school apartment, which was convenient for entering and leaving the school library.

Zhou Can was rehearsing nervously and couldn't catch up. The phone calls became more frequent. Three times a day became five times. The message was still continuous. When she opened it, it was just a big paragraph, and she was so weak that she wanted to cry.

Brother, how about your chic and your unruly?

Don’t you feel tired of asking what to eat every day?

Later, the weak mentioned it to him two or three times, and he barely managed to restrain himself.

On the day of her weak birthday, Zhou Can started the video at 0:00, and she picked up the brothers who had been rejuvenated one by one, forcing people to say birthday wishes to her.

So weak: "..."

This guy is not only a brute or a bully, but hatred is too powerful.

After speaking, a group of juvenile idols rubbed their heads on the chicken coop and took turns to sing a birthday song to her.

Normally, there are piano, guitar, ukulele.

To be more exciting, here is a dialect version of Allegro and a cheerful version of Erhu.

The little beast Zhou Can gave her a special suona.

After listening, the weak body floated up, and the soul got the ultimate sublimation.

I want to beat the dog's head violently in minutes.

Zhou Can also said to her, "I want to practice, send the gift to you, remember to sign for it."

In the morning, Tang's father and mother, Tang's mother, sent a big red envelope to let her have fun and delicious food, and don't lose yourself.

The archeologist opened a small party specially for her.

Their small party bodies are different from others. They get free museum tickets×3, mausoleum tickets×3, ancient village insect dishes set×2, archaeological toolkit×1, cultural site community annual card×1, etc. Oh, by the way, their head teacher kindly charged her with the bus card and meal card.

Her phone card, bus card, and meal card were rounded up.

It seems that both men and women, young and old, have the potential to send card fees.

The weaker is walking around, patting, eating, and discussing some interesting research topics with people.

The ancient village insect dishes set meal scared several senior sisters pale, the boys were very considerate, and moved to KTV to order fried chicken at night.

A senior sister sang a love song and suddenly lost control of her emotions and broke down and cried.

Everyone comforted for a long time.

The senior sister choked up and apologized to the weak, "I'm sorry, I, I shouldn't ruin the atmosphere, I just can't help it..."

The elder sister is a junior, and her boyfriend is two years older than her. Because of her dazzling appearance, she was picked by the scouts and became a hit.

After it became popular, I got more work. My phone call with my senior sister dropped from once a week to once a week, and now it is once a month. The senior sister wiped her tears, "Little junior sister, brother Chou Can is the best. He is in the music industry and has a lot of work. You are in a long-distance relationship. Will he be busy calling you once a month?"

It's hard to say that the little beast wants to make her phone card burst every day, so he goes vaguely.

The elder sister insisted on not questioning, and said fiercely, "I knew I would find a little wolfdog brother. It's better to be clingy than to be familiar."

So weak-hearted, too clingy and very sad, she is so annoyed that she wants to die now.

In the second half, the weak was in charge and took the senior sister to the midnight show. The boys just escorted them and let the girls put aside their worries and have a good time. After playing until two o'clock in the morning, we arranged who would give it away. The weak and the Foxeye classmate lived near the school and happened to be walking together. Below the apartment is a common area, where several smoking men sat.

Classmate Foxeye was a gentleman, and he was as weak as an **** before going down to her floor.

"Click."

So weakly he opened the door and pressed the light again.

A large box was placed indoors, wrapped in a beautiful gift box, tied with a purple ribbon.

So weak suddenly had an ominous premonition, did not put down the bag, and hurriedly went over to draw the ribbon.

The top of the head suddenly poured light.

The boy who was shrunk in the box trembled his eyelashes, not yet used to the strong light.

The summer is sultry and the air conditioner is not turned on. He seemed to have been salvaged from the sea, his bangs were soaked, and most of his carefully drawn clown makeup was spent. The boy still held a small butter cake in his hand, but it almost melted under the high temperature, dripping onto his colorful clown costume, sticky and dirty.

"Didn't you ask you to go home at twelve o'clock?" He was as rigid as a statue, but his tone was cold and sharp, "It's midnight, you let a guy who loves you send you back?"

He was so weak and immediately noticed that his emotions were not right. "There are exceptions to everything. Today, my senior sister is in a bad mood, so everyone stayed a little longer. Sorry, I don't know you will come."

"do not know?"

The body as tall as a poplar curled up in the box.

He raised his neck, his throat was sharp, as if he looked daunted, "What did I say in the morning? Do I need to repeat it for you?"

Faintly frowned, "Don't be so yin and yang."

"Huh? I'm yin and yang strange?" He stood up slowly, like a giant, his eyes were the abyss that he swallowed, "If I weren't your boyfriend, I would care about you not coming home at night! I would care about how you were sent home by a boy in the middle of the night He doesn’t think much about you, why do you want to give him a chance to send you back?"

The younger brother was so jealous that he couldn't make sense in any way, so he said, "You take a bath, calm down, let's talk about it."

She turned to go back to the room, with a bang, the box was trampled over, and her wrists were pinched tightly.

He said hoarsely, "Do you think I'm annoying? I'm an eyesore? Don't you think that without the Zhou family, I am no longer the glamorous prince, and I can't give you what you want?" After leaving Zhou's house for half a month, it was like a change of sky, contempt, insult, slander, and condemnation, one after another, and his self-esteem was worn over and over again.

He can withstand the rumors outside, and he believes that in time, he will be able to climb to the same height.

But he couldn't bear such a weak neglect of him.

She seemed to have never put him at ease, and came here after breaking up with her mouth open, speaking lightly.

He called her five or six calls, and she didn't call back a single call, and even the message was very brief.

He sent a long paragraph, and she just replied with a perfunctory comment.

Zhou Can wanted to jump out of the beautiful fish tank that Zhou's family made for him, but now he found that he had just jumped from the tank into the box, waiting for her to open it every day.

If he is bored in the box for too long or waits too long, he will suffocate.

From the proud of heaven to an ordinary artist who wants to laugh and drink, does she think he is useless? Do you want to leave him?

Zhou Can's heart fell into the oil pan, her fingertips shaking.

"You think too much."

So weak shook his hand and couldn't shake it off, "Zhou Can, you hurt me."

But the younger brother fell into an extremely pessimistic mood, grabbed her wrist, pressed it against the wall, and withstood her waist.

The boy kissed her frantically and violently, as if he could confirm her intentions in this way.

He was so weak but didn't like his smelly body, refused to cooperate, and disliked him and pushed him away.

Zhou Can's heart was cold.

He took a quick shower and walked out of the bathroom with wet hair.

"um. Thank you."

She was on the phone on the balcony, and he walked over, the smile on his soft cheeks had not disappeared.

Things suddenly got out of control.

Zhou Can snatched her mobile phone and threw it on the sofa.

His back was sunken, and the beast was dormant.

Zhou Can's facial features are distinct, he is already bold and fierce, with thick eyebrows pressed down, more like a blood-drinking blade, full of violence and murderousness.

Drops of water slid from his jaw to his apple.

He grabbed a warm human creature, used his brute force to tear open the fragile clothing, and encroached on her flesh and blood.

"Boom—"

A thick brick book flew past his forehead.

His forehead was torn.

Zhou Can reddened her eyes, and her movements paused slightly.

He is sober.

"Is it over?" The girl looked at her with a sneer, her eyes were like colored glaze, and her skin was red, like white glaze with peach blossoms. He tore most of her floral skirt, and her neck and shoulders were also unsightly.

Zhou Can was stunned, regret came to her heart.

"…sorry."

His voice lowered.

She was so weak and did not speak any more, she got up and walked into the inner room, and was hugged again, unspeakably, "I'm sorry, sister, I, I am panic, I don't want you to leave me. I am jealous of him, I have no safety Feeling." His heart was as anxious as an isolated island, and whenever the sea water came, it was no less than a catastrophe.

He always couldn't help thinking whether she would mind him, why she didn't answer the phone, who she was chatting with, what did the boy think about her, and whether they were laughing and making trouble in a place he couldn't see. These negative emotions are backlogged day by day, and they are completely ignited today, burning him out of sanity.

"Chou Can." She said calmly, "You are really not suitable for love in your current state. I think we should be apart for a while."

He was so weak that he was tortured crazy.

She can understand the little boy's lack of security, but she can't afford the forced love of daily surveillance.

The hero seems to have gone to the other extreme. He is desperate, betting all his future on her. As long as she doesn't answer his phone, he will be like a barrel of explosives, exploding at one point.

The desire for control is getting worse.

He is eroding her freedom, wishing that her world is only left alone, he can only rely on him, trust him, it is best not to see anyone, stay in the small room he gave, lonely and complete love Hold him. If you feel weak, if you continue to indulge, this person is likely to develop into a little perverted paranoia.

For the sake of her life, she decided to get out quickly.

But the little boy is not as cool as hers.

He is in love. This is his first relationship, the most precious first love. He is suffering from gains and losses. He stumbles and holds the tenderness of his fingertips, but he never thought that the more he held it, the more he held it. The gravel will flow faster.

She was so weak and asked to break up, and her brother broke down on the spot, his eyes were blood red, and he held her shoulder, "You are like this again! How can you be like this! What do you think of me? Is it just for fun?"

He was so weak that he shook his bones to pieces, but his heart was decided.

Zhou Can's face twitched.

She is always like this, a mature and rational creature who seeks advantages and avoids disadvantages.

Unlike him, who is childish, impulsive, irritable, and emotional, is his truest happiness, anger, sorrow and joy, turned out to be her burden? In her eyes, he is no different from those street boys, especially after losing his most proud aura, from the sky crane to a gray duck, except for his body, there is no attraction to her force.

Perhaps as she once said, she only coveted his beauty.

He closed his eyes and said dumbly.

The boy popped one word after another from his teeth, all **** humiliation.

Strong and sad despair.

He tried hard and struggled to grab the last straw.

"You said, how should I beg you, kneel, hurt, or cry before you are willing to turn back. I am only you now, please, don't say such things willful-I am a **** human!! I will **** hurt too!!"

However, to no avail.

She asked him to go back and rest for a while, and adjust his mentality.

So weak sent his brother to the airport and bought him breakfast.

It's a warm porridge that nourishes the stomach, without the green onions that he hates.

Zhou Can smiled sarcastically, really considerate.

Did he **** break up and still be considerate to make him obsessed with death?

He was sitting on a metal chair in the airport, his whole body was cold, and the temperature of the porridge was frozen in his palm.

"I have a short meeting later, so I won't send you off."

She put a pack of tissues and a bag of toffee beside his chair, like coaxing a child.

If she really treated him as a child, why did she sleep with him? Why not keep your distance from the beginning? Why let him sink deeper and deeper?

Zhou Can's eyes are sour, her fingers tightly gripping the gap in the chair.

He was trembling, the mask he was wearing was roughly torn apart, and the rope snapped off.

Zhou Can frantically tore open the packet of golden monkey toffee.

The toffee splashed from the package, like beads, falling all over the floor.

In the past, Prince Zhou was the most delicate, and he refused to touch anything that did not suit his taste. What he hated the most was toffee, which had a thin layer of sticky rice paper, which he must peel clean every time he eats. But this time, he didn't even tear the sugar paper cleanly, so he put it in his mouth.

He chewed hard, bit hard, licked hard.

Why doesn't it melt?

It's not sweet yet.

He bit the tip of his tongue, which was painful, numb, and smelly.

"Tang is weak—"

With a flick of his wrist, he vibrated loudly and slammed the little yellow duck hat on his head.

People were surprised and recognized him.

The crowd gathered frantically.

Countless cold shots sniped him.

This boy, who has been doing business with a cold and handsome manner since his debut, has never shown a fragile mood in the camera, chewing toffee and crying.

His lips were cut red with sugar paper.

"I, I beg you for the last time."

"You **** left today, I don't love you anymore, I'm going to be bad, and be nice to many, many girls."

I want that boy to die here, rot here.

No longer burns.