Sc, the lower altar of flowers on the high mountain
Shen An: "Xiao Qingzhou, you don't even dare to speak, are you afraid that your other boyfriend will hear you?"
"Shen An, take off your clothes and show me. If you don't want to, forget it."
"I think, but here?" It doesn't seem good to be in a public place.
"Of course not. You can only let me see it. If others see it, I won't want you. A man who doesn't love himself is worse than a rotten cabbage."
The unsightly hickeys on Ji Qiaomu's neck clearly reflected how intense last night was.
Shen An's pupils suddenly deepened, and the humiliation of being betrayed ran straight into his brain.
"What were you doing last night?" Although he already had the answer in his heart, Shen An still refused to give up.
"After a long night of work, they are all men, you know."
Is he being provocative, showing off to him what happened to them yesterday. Shen An felt an unprecedented sense of frustration. He was not worth mentioning in Xiao Qingzhou's eyes. He was sick and still had to accompany this bitch man.
"Wife, he's looking for you." "Wife, he hit me!"
"What did you call her!"
She looked confused. She stayed up late yesterday playing games and hadn't woken up yet.
"If you want it, I can do it now." "I said I'd be better than them."
He won't misunderstand that he is being mistressed, right?
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Friends' evaluation of Shen An: He punches hard in front of his love rival, but he is an innocent puppy in front of his wife.
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[I called my wife today, but she didn't answer. A boy picked up the phone. The sky was falling, and my mood was as dull as an eggplant beaten by frost.
[My wife explained to me that he is her friend abroad, and he is married, so the sky has not fallen yet.
Concept: The innocent male protagonist and the fishing-oriented female protagonist compete with each other in terms of IQ.