"I long to live more than anyone else, but I sacrifice my life to you."
"Maybe I am the sacrificer. If I can, I will run with you."
Song Yibie was a qualified gentleman. He could never take off his disguise at any time and was extremely restrained. When he went home with Jiang's father, what he saw was Jiang Xie who had a cold and stinky face when he was a child.
When Jiang Xie was seven years old, when he saw this man coming home with his father, his first reaction was that this gentleman has come to an end, that is, it is just a pretense! His fucked-up life made him understand life better than anyone else, so of course he knew how to endure it. His young master's life is precious, but it would be frustrating for him to get along with this person. He's a naughty boy and loves to play, but he can't control his nagging mouth.
Jiang Xie is good at everything, but he can't memorize foreign languages. After flirting with each other (looking at each other in disgust) at the prepared paper on the table for a long time, he chose to put it away and go to sleep.
Song Bie stepped forward and clasped the slip with his hand, and said slowly: "You still have eleven more." After saying that, he adjusted his glasses and looked at him like this.
Jiang Xie spread out the paper impatiently and continued to fight, muttering in his mouth.
Song Yibie half-squinted, "What are you talking about? Huh?"
Jiang Xie didn't answer, but looked bitter and resentful.
Song Bie knocked on his head and said with a helpless smile: "If you don't know, just ask. Uncle is old. If you don't ask, how will uncle know that you don't know how?"
The ascetic gentleman restrains the old man (old pervert) and attacks the strong king with his mouth
It is difficult to define the attribute of feeling, whether it is sick or not! Physically, it won't get better in the later stages.
My father's boyfriend is an old pervert.
The age difference is 12 years. Dog blood writing...
Mission: Constant self-improvement, life first