As the only son of the Shen family, Shen Tingfeng is truly a swinger.
When I heard that my marriage partner was coming to this city to study at university and would live at home in the future.
The buddy joked: "Baby kiss?"
Shen Tingfeng's eyebrows dropped slightly and his voice was cold: "I will go home crying to my mother in three days."
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When Shen Tingfeng arrived home, Si Zhu was sitting on the suitcase.
The girl was as fair and delicate as a glutinous rice ball. Looking at the tattoos on his body and the wine bottle in his hand, the corners of her lips were pursed as if she were frightened. She looked at him timidly and did not dare to speak.
This marriage... Doesn't seem to be impossible.
The old deer in Shen Tingfeng's heart was racing wildly.
——How should I tell her that my flower arm is a tattoo sticker and the wine bottle is actually filled with Yakult?
"Small theater"
One day, a friend asked Shen Tingfeng to drink, but he saw the young master teaching the little girl how to grapple and fight: "Sizhu, you are too stupid."
The girl's face was red and she looked like she was about to cry. Everyone laughed and listened to the wind, confused and focused on the lonely life.
But the next second, Shen Tingfeng pulled the person into his arms, his eyes slightly curved and he said helplessly: "It's better to find a boyfriend who is a good fighter."
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