★Column serial "Yin Zhuo" Independent gentle beauty in cheongsam
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[True Wife Chasing Crematorium/5 Years Age Difference]
The arrogant and arrogant young man is a bitch and naughty x independent photographer
Qiao Wen saw Huo Ran for the first time. The man smiled ruthlessly and casually. He leaned down condescendingly and asked her in a charitable tone, "Do you want to go back with me?"
Qiao Wen, who was homeless, pursed his lips and looked up at him, nodding.
My friends were joking, how could a slut like this have messed with such a little girl?
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Later, on the night when Huo Ran was most needed by his side, Qiao Wen asked him, "Brother Huo Ran, can you go home now?"
On the other end of the phone was Huo Ran's lazily teasing voice, "Good boy, don't be pretentious. I'll go back later."
Everyone booed: "Master Huo, won't you go back to coax your sister Xiao Qiao?"
Huo Ranyun said calmly, "You have a pet at home, but you are also responsible for providing psychological counseling for her?"
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After hanging up the phone, Qiao Wen chuckled to himself, packed up his things, and simply disappeared.
Everyone laughed and asked, "Master Huo, I heard that your sister Xiao Qiao ran away?"
The man's expression was slightly restrained, and his fingers were burning scarlet, but he still said: "The little house cat that has been pampered and pampered for so many years will come back on its own if it suffers a little bit."
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Later——
Huo Ran finally took advantage of the rainy night to block someone. He couldn't tell whether it was rain or water on his face. He lowered his eyelashes and asked her, "Who said you would never leave me?"
Qiao Wen sneered, "Master Huo, do you believe the woman's words? Did the rain follow the ears and get into the brain?"
The man was silent for a few seconds, and finally his expression changed. He hugged her aggrievedly, and the words that fell in his ears were tender and lonely, "Yiyi, go home. Please."
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Small theater:
Huo Ran patted her head, "Do you have a nickname?"
Qiao Wen shook his head.
Huo Ran rubbed her heart and said, "Wen Wen doesn't sound good, Xiao Qiao calls too many people. You are a freshman in junior high school, I will call you Yi Yi from now on."
"I am the only one who can scream." Huo Ran smiled beautifully and spoke domineeringly.
Qiao Wen hid his excitement and nodded.
##——Huo Ran
Reading guide:
1. 1V1, HE, double first love. I think it's still sweet (dog head)
2. The male protagonist is really coquettish and his mouth is really mean. Good at dog talk
3. This article is also known as "It's a pleasure to be mean-mouthed and chase my wife to the crematorium", "Master Huo, your wife ran away" and "My wife will love me again"
★Deputy CP "Wantful Invasion of the Heart" Shen Si x An Qing: wealthy stepson x bankrupt daughter
Different dogs, same crematorium
You are the exception that I have exhausted all my mechanisms - Shen Si [Note: King's lines, not original]
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Song Chaohuan understood that Yan Xun married her for two reasons:
The Song family is weak and easy to control.
She was not favored in the Song family and had no one to support her and could not control him.
After marriage, Young Master Yan can continue to be deviant and live in debauchery.
Everyone said that marrying Yan Xun was beyond her reach.
Besides sincerity, what can Master Yan not give her?
Song Chaohuan obediently married into the Yan family.
Look at the charming female companion lighting a cigarette for him at the banquet.
I heard that he answered the phone in the middle of the night and stayed away all night.
Quiet and gentle, almost invisible.
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No one knew that Yan Xun's condescending act of mercy when she was young made her happy for years.
How long can the joy of being young and stunning last? It took Song Chaohuan seven years to eliminate it.
Love burns out in the corners where no one can see it.
Song Chao thought that some people couldn't keep warm.
She wants to leave.
Yan Xun sneered coldly: "It's up to you."
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Everyone lamented that Master Yan was indeed ruthless and unsentimental. The wife he was marrying ran away, but he was still prosperous and carefree.
Until one day at a celebrity dinner, Song Chaohuan appeared as the hostess's specially invited designer.
Outside the hotel, Song Chaohuan was dressed in a cheongsam, elegant and cool, nodding at him and smiling lightly.
He was usually gentle in tone, but now he was so calm and distant: "Mr. Yan, please give way, okay?"
Song Chaohuan walked by and saw the drizzle wet the man's brows, making his eyes flush.
The steps behind him stumbled, and his wrist was suddenly pinched.
"Chaochao." The trembling fingertips wrapped around her waist from behind, and the man lowered his head carefully, "You don't have to love me."
Almost humble begging, "But don't... Don't want me."
#, Party，EVERY YEAR YEAR#
Independent, gentle cheongsam beauty x cynical and unfeeling young man
1V1, HE, dog man chasing his wife in the crematorium
Concept: Love is also an ability that needs to be learned
