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Volume 1 Black Silk Goddess Chapter 135: The wonderful warmth of love

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    I don't know why I was so urgent, but when my hand touched this woman's shoulder.  My urgent impulse turned into regret, and I regretted it a bit.  If this woman is really Sun Xiaoqing, what should I do?  Is it possible that I can tell her, come back, I like you.  But, is it possible for her to come back?  If she doesn¡¯t want to come back, what should I do?  But I didn¡¯t think about it. If this woman wasn¡¯t Sun Xiaoqing, wouldn¡¯t all of this be just fantasy and worries?  It turns out that when the woman turned her head.  All my worries and hopes vanished in an instant. This woman was not Sun Xiaoqing. She glanced at me and asked, "Is something wrong?" I shook my head and said, "I admitted the wrong person, I'm sorry." The woman just smiled calmly.  , and left again.  I looked at the woman¡¯s back and wished she was Sun Xiaoqing!  However, how much in my heart am I glad that this time she is not Sun Xiaoqing.  This kind of mentality is very contradictory, as if I want to see her, but I dare not see her.  For Ma Xiaodan, I can let her take her own path of redemption, but for Sun Xiaoqing, I can only take this path of redemption, because I am sorry for her. Maybe she can abort the child and find someone to marry her.  .  Perhaps, after she left, the first thing she did was to have an abortion.  ¡°Maybe¡­I don¡¯t have children.  I was a little irritable, frozen in place, a little angry and resentful in my heart.  Qing Yu chased me from behind and found me. Seeing me standing there with a gloomy face, she couldn't help but feel a little worried. She took my hand and said, "Hao Ren, are you okay?" I turned around to look.  Looking at Qing Yu, this can be regarded as a complete reaction from his inner world.  I'm not a fool, I know all this is just fantasy.  What I want to do now is to redeem myself just like Ma Xiaodan did.  Ma Xiaodan's redemption is to leave, and my redemption is to struggle.  No matter whether Sun Xiaoqing chooses to abort the child or give birth to the child.  For me, it's all heartache.  Regardless of whether she is married or not, I am not qualified to see her now.  I am a man, and all I need to do is to work hard and keep working hard, and one day, I can say to her: Come with me, I can give you a comfortable life.  I am truly successful.  Or, if she gets married, I should also be able to say to the man she marries, you can¡¯t give her happiness.  After thinking about this, the uncertain expression on my face suddenly became more certain.  I raised my head and said to Qingyu: "I'm fine, don't worry." Qingyu said a very interesting thing to me: "A person's success does not represent a person's happiness. Happiness has a lot to do with happiness and security.  "It has a big relationship." I turned to look at her in surprise, and she said, "That's what Aunt Huang told me." I smiled and said to her, "You have already left school." Qing Yu smiled, and I pretended.  He pinched her nose angrily and said, "The college entrance examination will be in June. I want you to get admitted to Guanghua University for me, otherwise I will spank you." Qingyu's face turned red when she heard my intimate words.  got up.  But I laughed and took her home.  ¡­ ¡­ Life is like this, very fast, but very slow.  Sometimes it's like a pot of boiling water, sometimes it's like a pot of steaming water that never boils.  I don't know what Xia Wanyu thinks of her pregnancy, but I think I already know what I want.  On the third night after returning from Qian Wenzhong's house, I called her.  When the call was connected, she asked: "What are you doing again?" I said: "Let's talk to you." Xia Wanyu's tone was still very cold: "You and I have nothing to talk about." I changed the subject and faced the contradiction: "Let's talk  "The child in your belly."  Silence, silence for a long time.  I continued: "I know. Xia Wanyu, when you say you like me, half of it is true, but I also want to tell you that when I say I like you, it's not necessarily all false. I just want to say that sometimes  Don¡¯t prepare for the worst, like having an abortion.¡± Xia Wanyu still didn¡¯t say anything, so I said, ¡°Can we make an appointment to meet somewhere?¡±  : "There is a very good teahouse in the eastern suburbs." Xia Wanyu said: "Ming?Afternoon, four o'clock.  " Just as I said to her, the two of us may have been taking advantage from the beginning, but we actually did it. For example, Xia Wanyu would really have sex with me in the office in front of Sun Xiaoqing. Although she did  She did a lot of sorry things to me, for example, she had Zhang Xiaojun¡¯s house demolished, and she had people from Dongxiang Company kill me, but she was just doing it step by step, because from the very beginning, she was using me.  . But in the end, even she didn¡¯t notice that she had slowly developed an undetectable emotion in this fake show. It may sound fake, but it sounds very real The next day, it was four in the afternoon.  At that time, in a quiet teahouse, I met Xia Wanyu, who had been away from me for three months. When she came, she was wearing a housecoat and big sunglasses. Her belly was bulging due to her pregnancy for more than two months.  , like a hill, but she still wears a pair of ten-centimeter high heels. Just like her character, she looks gentle on the surface, but she always has her sharpness in her bones.  , she may have put me in danger by asking me to assassinate Zhang Qingshi, but her methods are better than Wang Yingli's. For example, if she directly kills the biggest boss, wouldn't a little shrimp like Wang Yingli be able to solve it easily?  She came half an hour earlier than her. After she arrived, she walked straight to me and sat down. I said to her, "Drink something."  " Xia Wanyu took off her sunglasses and looked directly at me with her big eyes. She asked me: "I don't want to drink, I just want to hear what you have to say.  " I took a deep breath. On the way here, I had already thought about what I was going to say. I said straight to the point: "The child is my child.  " Xia Wanyu looked at me and said, "Can you confirm?  " I don't know why the conversation between us was so stiff, but I still insisted: "The child is my child.  "  The lyrics with a sense of old-fashioned pictures express the desolate and lonely mood, but also reflect the wonderful warmth of love. PS: Dear book friends, please add another chapter to defend the chrysanthemum to the death. I hope everyone has flowers for you.  Collection for collection. If Damantou maintains its first place, there will be more updates. As for how many updates, I think it will be a lot.
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