[Chasing his wife at the crematorium and reuniting]
Beijing abstract painter × CEO of OS Group
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As soon as Xu Yuan pushed open the red-lit box, she saw a man sitting on a leather sofa. His facial features were excellent, and his temperament was restrained and deep.
He glanced at the wish, swallowed a glass of wine, and said calmly:
"When did you return to China? Huh?"
As soon as I made a wish, I felt that all the hairs on my body were standing on my head.
Since then, rumors have emerged in Beijing circles: Miss Xu has slept with Mr. Qiao next door.
Make a wish: What a scary statement?
She was cursing, and a hot chest pressed against her behind. Qiao Yuan's breath was very hot, and it seemed to be pouring lightly behind Xu Yuan's ear, causing her to shrink her neck involuntarily: "Don't make trouble."
"Wish~" Qiao Yuan is really good at casting poison! !
"..." Xu Yuan sighed and leaned forward to kiss his lips again.
Full of pulling feeling/sharp in the early stage and so sweet in the later stage
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Intention: I can wait for you as long as I want
