After Scumming Wen Wenyu, She Criticized Her Like Crazy

Fake flower butterfly vs real crazy sister Song Yisheng is gentle and elegant, especially her hands, which are fair and slender with clear meridians. Shu Song felt itchy the first time she saw him. She suppressed her nature as a sea king, pretended to be pure and good, and finally caught him. It turns out that Song Yi is a cold-blooded person who is useless and loves to meddle in things. How could Shu Song, who was naturally free in love, endure it. In the bar, Shu Song twisted his waist and exchanged contact information with the woman who approached him. Her friend asked her in surprise, "Are you really willing to give up the score?" Shu Song rolled his eyes, his face charming. "She's just an old-fashioned person. She doesn't have enough skills but only a short time. She still doesn't understand the taste. She might as well live with toys. She's already tired of it." "I still have to find a young one. Although it's not easy to call me mom, you can pick me up and call me mom." The dim light shadow fell on the woman not far away, illuminating her face. ——Old-fashioned? Poor technology? Don't understand the taste? Song Yi curled her lips, her eyes as dark as the sea. — Shu Song never thought that his car would overturn so fast. Song Yi turned dark and turned all her talk into reality. In the long dark night, Shu Song forced his face to smile, but wanted to cry without tears. "Sister, I'm really tired, please." Song Yi turned a deaf ear and the moonlight shone on her gloomy face inch by inch. "Tired? Just cry when you're tired. Why do you beg me?" Intention: Not afraid of setbacks, live hard