In the future, she hopes to improve her feelings to a certain extent, so-called step by step, but she doesn’t resent his physical contact. This guy seems to be very skilled and comfortable to kiss.
She closed her eyes and was about to have a french kiss just like when she was in a western restaurant, but who knew that Ma Liang actually got up directly and said "I’m sorry"
Autumn slight cold eyes open heart that gas ah take a deep breath for two eloquence huanguo to god, in her mind Ma Liang is an asshole which have so much fun.
"Give me your phone." She stressed and held out her hand, but she was still lying in bed.
"No, this is someone else’s privacy, not mine. If I were you, I would have shown it to you." Ma Liangnai said.
"Give or not" There is something brewing in the eyes of Qiu Xiaohan. Ma Liang has a bad feeling that his high school goddess is angry.
"Ma Liang, you bastard, remember that." She just got out of bed and stormed off, slamming a door.
Ma Liangsong was relieved to lie on the bed, and the fragrance of autumn chill still remained. I couldn’t help the whole person relaxing, continuing to read this thing, and then thinking about it, writing a little after reading it, and I couldn’t fool others’ girls.
Just say what’s the story like? What do you think of the plot inside? In fact, when Qin Ningxian wrote something like this, she said that she must have been depressed in some places and asked in particular.
I wrote it and sent an email. I guess she really slept, too. No words, no text messages and no new emails came.
Put the phone down and Ma Liang closed his eyes directly. I haven’t slept alone for a long time. I feel quiet but quite lonely. I hope Su Yuyao can go back to the village soon.
Slowly, I felt sleepy, closed my eyes, and I don’t know how long the door was silent. A figure came in, and the cat was waist-high, but the outline of my graceful figure was still visible.
And this person is the autumn slight chill. The more curious Ma Liangyue won’t let me see it, the more she decided to steal this mobile phone directly. Soon she found that when she slowly went over to reach for it on the bedside table, the bell suddenly rang. At this time, someone called the autumn slight chill to lie prone on the bed, and Ma Liang woke up in a daze and touched the mobile phone. It was Qin Ningxian who also called.
"Hello" Ma Liang yawned and turned to one side, and Qiu Xiaohan felt that he was really a failure. He was like a thief in his own house. What is going on?
"Big pig, I-I saw you write something. Thank you." Her voice was sincere and she choked a little. Ma Liang suddenly felt a little fresh and faint, and she sobbed a little.
"What’s wrong with you, little cow?" Ma Liang said smoothly.
This time, she didn’t care about one thing, but the novel said, "Nothing, nothing. I am very, very heart. Finally, someone can communicate with me like this."
She smiled, and she really did. She probably cried with a smile.
Ma Liang also smiled. "It’s nothing. You can always send it to me if you like. Of course, when I’m in the village, my cell phone has no signal. If I go to town, I’ll call you. You can send it more at once and then I can write more to you."
"Okay, I’ll take the last sentence. Are you asking me?" She seemed to wipe the corner of her eye.
She was referring to whether the last sentence of the passage sent back to her by Ma Liang was suppressed in some way.
"If it’s convenient for you, you can answer it if it’s inconvenient. I’m just asking." Ma Liang is treating her like a concerned student in a gentle way now.
"No, it’s okay. I can tell you that it’s a pig’s head or a day. I’ll tell you myself. I’ll stay at Yuqi’s house then." She took a breath to calm her mood
"That’s good. Then say you have to go to bed early and have classes." Ma Liang also said.
"Thank you, pig head. Good night," she said sincerely before hanging up.
"Who is this?" Asked Qiu Xiaohan, feeling that he didn’t need to hide directly.
Ma Liang was startled, grabbed the pillow and threw it in the past, and then heard a charming flurry of lights. Autumn slight cold covered her nose and her eyes were quiet, but she could kill people like a deep well hiding a knife.
"Ma Liang, you are the heart" Autumn slight cold way
"Your nose is bleeding." Ma Liang saw red liquid overflowing from her hand and she stamped her foot and hurried to wash her hands.
Chapter 43 Sleeping in the wrong place
For half an hour, Ma Liang was apologizing and making amends. Autumn slight cold sat on the edge of the bed and watched the net without saying a word.
"I’m sorry about the slight chill in the autumn. I can react. I really didn’t know it was you. I never thought you would secretly hide by the bed in the middle of the night." Ma Liang spit all dry
Her cheeks and nose are a little red now, and she looks a little distressing.
"Give me your cell phone." She held out her hand and expressed her face.
"No, it’s really someone else’s secret. I must abide by it. The bearer who just called is Yuqi’s good friend. She gave me this mobile phone." Ma Liang insisted, especially Qin Ningxian, crying enough to show her weight in her heart
"What would you think if Su Yuyao asked me to tell your secret and I told it directly?" Ma Liang said with a brainwave.
Autumn slight chill is not talking. Since it is someone else’s secret, Ma Liang can be so firm. This is what should be done.
"Don’t move" Autumn slight cold directly grabbed the pillow next to you’re welcome. In Ma Liangshen’s smashing the seam crack of the direct pillow, velvet flew out and floated everywhere. In fact, it didn’t hurt at all.
"Sleeping" She closed her hand and went to bed. She got into bed. Anyway, someone will clean up this place.
"Then where do I sleep?" Ma Liang was dumbfounded.
"Whatever you have a place in the living room," said Qiu Xiaohan.
Ma Liang was angry with herself and apologized. She also let herself sleep in the living room. There is no way to say that there are two people lying in the bed quilt. The feeling is different. He didn’t do anything else. They didn’t get close to each other. Ma Liang didn’t intend to cross the line at this time.
"Ma Liang, do you have feelings for me now?" Asked the autumn slight cold looking at the ceiling.
"I don’t know, in fact, I can’t tell what that feeling is, or I wouldn’t be in such a mess now." Ma Liang sighed that he now has no mature experience to deal with things now, and women are eating more than he has been exposed to in previous years
"You really think I think you should marry Su Yuyao as a wife and the others as lovers." She seemed to turn around and stare at Ma Liang with dark eyes.
"It’s not the same now. Just flip through the news and you can see who cheated. The mistress fought with the original match. Who kept a diary and recorded how many mistresses she had? The moral bottom line has fallen." She sighed.
"Even Wu Zhilong has few two lovers," she said.
"How do you know?" Ma Liang was surprised.
"A man like him can be said to be a woman killer, and there are many excellent women who are attracted to him, and some women take the initiative, and he can’t resist the temptation. I bumped into him once and slept with two women at the same time," said Qiu Xiaohan.
"Two at the same time," said Ma Liang, a little surprised that Wu Zhilong looked gentle and handsome.
"Yes, and those two are very rich women. One is a dead husband and widow, and the other is a rich man raising a mistress. I can’t think about it, right? When you are rich, you will know what a social life is." Autumn slight cold smiled.
"Once a person has money, it will become very different. For example, when there is no money, you want to eat well, wear good cars, and beautiful women dream about it. But when all this is at your fingertips, you will think about other things, something that breaks the moral common sense. People’s desires have no end." Qiu Xiaohan moved his head to make himself sleep more comfortably

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