A Young Woman Can't Buy Gold

Free, but enter with caution Recite German [Devil young woman VS idiot genius PK heartless scumbag VS sickly playboy] [Scumbag, unclean, very bad] You are amusing yourself and cutting off your legs, don't watch it with the Three Views, don't watch it if you have any idea of the Three Views! If you like the treasures, you can click and save them, leave a thumbs up, and give the pocket author a little encouragement, okay~ Copywriting When he was eight years old, the school belle's deskmate was the only son of a wealthy carpenter, and he ate foreign goods. That thing was quite dark and seemed to be quite hard. The young woman heard the carpenter's only son chewing something loudly. She asked the carpenter's only son: "Give me a piece." He hid the black lumps, his round eyes as alert as if to guard against thieves: "I won't give it to you." The school beauty young woman stood up with her arms held up and looked at him condescendingly: "Why don't you give it to me?" He opened his mouth and raised his eyebrows: "Why should I give it?" The school belle bent down and kissed her plump mouth, which was still stained with black scum. "Do you want to give it now?" - When she was eighteen years old, the slutty young woman went abroad with the dude. On the day she went abroad, she saw the carpenter's son. His face was slapped hard by his father, while his mother was hiding among the villagers watching the fun, and she viciously pecked the young woman, saying something with her lips. Slut. The young woman saw the carpenter's son kneeling on the ground in the rearview mirror, crying like a fool. He was shouting. I don't agree, I don't agree... The strongest thing he said was: "I don't agree." - At the age of twenty-eight, the puppet young woman reunited with the carpenter's son. "Are you married?" She bit her cigarette butt. Carpenter's son: "I, I have a wife." "I had a wife when I was eight." "I'm twenty-eight years old and I'm waiting for her." "I guess I could wait until I'm eighty-eight, if I live to be eighty-eight." "Why?" The young woman asked, "Why don't you wait until you are eighty-nine?" The carpenter's son clenched his fists and said stubbornly: "Because she didn't come back even when she was eighty-eight years old." But now she is back. The carpenter's son picked up the cigarette that the young woman had thrown away. The cigarette butt had red lip marks on it, with thin lines and twists and turns like a hemp rope, like a maze. He put it into his mouth. Conception:? Just be a human being and don't care if it's okay or not.