• 

  qiuhan

  You say yes.
• It's really right to think about it this way, is the current Wang Yibo not the same as she used to be? It's just that she has come out now, and now she is a rich woman who has no feelings and takes care of the little white face.
• No matter how sad and painful Wang Yibo and Zhu Zhengting's expressions were, Qiu Han had an indifferent face and looked unattainable.
• Zhu Zhengting's two panda eyes are about to fall to the ground, and his black and white eyes are full of bloodshot on weekdays. He is so humble, Qiu Han sighed... Why bother?
• Obviously it's just a game, why do you have to pay your sincerity, so you are cocooning yourself like this now, you know what kind of person she is, you know it's wrong, but you still have to... Is it really worth it?
• Qiu Han suddenly didn't dare to look Zhu Zhengting in the eyes. When she met him, she felt a little guilty for no reason. After all, she slept with him first...
• The development of things did not know when to derail uncontrollably. What she always wanted was that both parties took what they wanted. She didn't want to touch feelings.
• Zhu Zhengting was different from Wang Yibo. He had never hurt himself, and he even liked him more enthusiastically than Ding Yuxi. Therefore, Zhu Zhengting was the one Qiu Han didn't know how to face.
• Every time she saw his painful eyes, she started to feel guilty in her heart. She didn't want to make herself uncomfortable, so she tried her best to avoid contact with Zhu Zhengting. The reason why she didn't go to him was not because his job was not good, but because he wanted him to Think clearly and use time to dilute his feelings for him.
• But now it seems that instead of diluting, it has become more intense. Qiu Han's brain is buzzing, and he doesn't know what to do at all...
• 

  qiuhan

  You should go back.
• 

  zhuzhengting

  I just came, are you going to drive me away? Qiu Qiu... You really don't like me anymore... What's so good about Ding Yuxi... You haven't spoken to me for one month, seventeen days, eighteen minutes and twenty-four seconds, I miss you... Qiu Qiu...
• 

  qiuhan

  I don't know.
• Here again, he is here again, such Zhu Zhengting, she really has no way to do it at all. It's not that she didn't say heavy things, but this person stuck to him after comforting himself. Qiu Han really doesn't want to hurt him again and again. Heart, this teenager should be the fairy in the world in the mouth of fans, not the humble wagging tail begging for pity like now.
• 

  qiuhan

  What do you have to say in WeChat, okay?
• The two big men are here, Qiu Han realized for the first time what it means to be helpless, to rush and drive away, to scold and scold, she is too difficult...
• 

  wangyibo

  As long as you reply to me with a message, I won't be here now.
• 

  qiuhan

  I don't know.
• Zhu Zhengting nodded, and so did he.
• 

  zhuzhengting

  I sent you over a thousand messages and you didn't reply to me with a word, not even a punctuation mark...
• More than a thousand...
• Qiu Han didn't look at it, so he eliminated the 99 + and then there was no more. How did he know that Zhu Zhengting posted so much, how did he do it?
• This man is amazing sometimes.
• 

  qiuhan

  My phone is dead and turned off.
• It took her a long time to find such a clumsy excuse, and she didn't believe it herself, let alone Wang Yibo and Zhu Zhengting.
• 

  wangyibo

  You are lying.
• 

  zhuzhengting

  Your phone never turns off...
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