Then he tried to use sex to keep her.

The Impatiens sighed heavily when she saw her brother's shriveled expression. "You don't commit both of them, do you?"

Impatiens slapped on the forehead, "that's no help." Left in frustration.

Outside the window, Luo Shihan took the children to play in the courtyard.

The children's songs and laughter spread to the study, and the shiver went to the window, opened the window screen, and quietly looked at the scene downstairs.

Luo Shihan was entangled by the children and his face was full of pure smile.

It seems that with the children, she has no timidity, no flinch.

There was a soft smile in his eyes.

After mother Zhang finished lunch, the children took Luo Shihan to the restaurant.

Luo Shihan is a little rigidly, looking uneasily at Zhan hanjue.

The warlord seemed to read out her inner uneasiness, inexplicably distressed.

Fengxian is right. She is sentimental and proud. No one can trample on her and despise her.

I'm afraid only those who have experienced all kinds of misfortune have such a complex character.

"Sit down!" There was an imperceptible bleakness in his voice.

Nature plays tricks on people.

They were so astringent.

"Thank you." Luo Shihan is very grateful to him, at least in front of the children, he is gentlemanly enough to her.

Hanbao pulled mummy to the side of Han Jue, "Mommy, sit down."

Luo's poems are on pins and needles.

During the meal, the mobile phone of Han hanjue suddenly rings.

When he picked up his mobile phone, he heard Bai Suyuan's angry voice coming from the microphone, "Zhan Shao, what do you mean by my imprisonment for so many days? As for not losing a play like this

Luo Shihan's chopsticks slide onto the table.

The warlord looked at her panic in his eyes, "why, are you worried about him?"

Luo Shihan said with difficulty, "the enemy should be solved, but not tied up."

He nodded, as if satisfied with her answer.

Bai Suyuan's angry voice came again, "Zhan Shao, I'm talking to you, have you listened?"

I'm listening

"What do you mean, and when do you want to shut me down?"

"I'm sorry, I've been so busy these two days that I forgot you."

Br >

, can imagine the sound of the screen.

Han Jue glanced at Yan Luo's poem Han, and the dark and unknown cold light appeared in the pupil as deep as the sea.

"Call blast!"

"Hello, president!" The sound of the wind came.

"What are you doing with him? Wasting food."

Strong wind:...

"let him go."

"Yes, president."

Luo Shi sighed.

Zhan hanjue hung up the phone and his eyes fell on Luo Shihan's face.

"For your sake, forgive him this time."

Luo Shihan: "when did he give her face?"?

Feng Xian said, "brother, if you let Bai Suyuan go, you won't be afraid that Bai's film industry will take Zhan's lead?"

Zhan hanjue said, "the script of Xingyue is magnificent and magnificent. Only Wei Wuji can direct the script of Xingyue in China. Wei Wuji is Zhan's lifelong employee. "

Luo Shihan is worried about his meal.

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