"I admit that I did intend to push your building, otherwise I wouldn’t have invited you there!" Liang Meiqi sighed lightly. "God must have seen the punishment he gave me, which made me completely hurt once. The pain of dying made me understand how naive I was!"

Section 225
"Are you confessing now?" Yin Fan is a little puzzling. She won’t do such a thing.
"Should be wake up! You can’t always be so lucky! " Up to now, Liang Meiqi doesn’t know why she is willing to risk her children.
Liang Meiqi said that she didn’t give Miao a chance to respond, and silently turned away from this Miao. She became more and more puzzled. Although she had never won a fight before, she didn’t think she was so evil. It seems that it is really popular!
Looking at the back of Liang Meiqi’s departure, Yin Fan feels upset. This little bitch is here to demonstrate. She will never let this little bitch see her jokes!
"What did you say?" Liu Ziyan was still very nervous when she saw her daughter coming out.
"I’m tired. Let’s go back to Tianyunge!" Liang Meiqi doesn’t want to worry about these things anymore. She has had enough waste. God saved her life. She needs to reflect on it.
"Don’t you go back to the house?" Liu Ziyan frowned.
"Is it necessary to go back there?" Liang Meiqi’s heart has calmed down. "Let’s talk about it when I am well nursed!"
Liu Ziyan didn’t say anything to help her daughter walk into the ladder. She saw clearly what attitude ink painting was these two days. It was really too much for her daughter. If the person who attracted ink painting hadn’t been embarrassed, she would have rushed out to teach her a lesson, but now, alas!
What a sigh!
Near the evening, ink painting was finished. She had to explain things and rushed back to the hospital. Instead of going to see Liang Meiqi, she went directly to the ward.
Looking at the little woman who slept in a daze, frowning from time to time, ink painting was so distressing that I couldn’t help sitting on the bed and holding the woman’s little hand, just stroking it carefully, hoping to alleviate some of her pain.
"You’re here?" The man’s strength still made the woman slowly wake up. Yin Fan felt a lot better when he saw the handsome boy in front of him.
"hmm!" The gentle smile of ink painting makes people feel comfortable. "How do you feel today?"
"It doesn’t hurt anymore, but it’s always uncomfortable to lie like this!" Yin Fan lost his temper with femininity.
"Then shall I take you out for a walk?" How long has it been since the little woman was so delicate in front of him?
"You’ve been tired all day. I’m not willing to give up!" Yin Fan showed shyness in playing hard to get.
Ink and wash gently kissed the palm of your hand, and the small hand in your heart was gently beaten. When the long arm stretched out, you held the little woman tightly in your arms. "You are my motivation, so how can you be tired!"
The man said that he had carried the woman out of the door of the ward. Song Yang was completely stunned. Which one did this scene sing?
"Song team this man is really not a young lady husband?" Jade sister-in-law looked at the back and walked to the door. It was really a pity to put all kinds of things in the city.
Bang-
Song Yang’s iron fist smashed into the wall, but he couldn’t do anything, even if he couldn’t say anything. He hoped that Lu Shao would come back soon!
"Ink and wash those Kangda shares in my hand, you can buy them!" Yin Fanshu feels active when he leans against a man’s arms and comes into contact with a masculine male body.
"What?" Ink and wash frowned slightly. "If you are short of money, I can give it to you!"
"Fool!" Yin Fan took the ink neck. "How can I be short of money? It’s Kang Dalai, it’s you, and I don’t want to worry so much about transferring it to you now. It’s good to find the Lord and you won’t let me suffer! "
"How can I let you suffer?"
Warm and fragrant nephrite makes ink thirsty and wants to taste the fragrance of soft lips.
Looking at a man close at hand and still hesitating, Yin Fan with sexy red lips is really hungry! How long has it been since she left France that she hasn’t tasted a man? It’s still such a stylish man. It’s too late to think that Yin Fanzhen really wants to get rid of the evils in her stomach!
In the moonlight garden, ink and wash sat on the rest chair with the following soft lips, and slowly stuck to the tongue, probing into the mouth of the sandalwood with temptation. The woman didn’t mean to refuse, and it seemed to give a passionate response. The uvula soon wound up, making this temptation instantly become a way to extricate itself.
A man’s palm unconsciously reached into a woman’s skirt. I didn’t expect a pregnant woman to be so attractive to her. Her body has never been stiff. It really feels like it’s about to explode
"Ink and wash-"Yin Fanjiao gasped and pressed the man’s big hand. The hot touch was too provocative. She really felt that she had the urge to ride a man, but all this was too unrealistic. "I can’t go like this now. It’s too uncomfortable!"
"hmm!"
The man replied with a stuffy hum, but the desire in his heart didn’t decrease at all-he wanted to settle this woman, even if he gave her a son, he was willing!
After receiving the news that Miao was hospitalized, Lu Fengxing couldn’t stay in the United States. He arranged everything he should do and went to the airport alone. Cheng Hao stayed to solve the last problem.
The traffic in New York is also a headache. Soon after going out, it was blocked in the Brooklyn Bridge. I was anxious to see it all the time. I felt that the short-term method was not as fast as walking around this area
"This is the car!" Lu Fengxing stuffed the front to the driver and took his luggage cart.
It didn’t take long for Lu Fengxing to feel a little abnormal. It seems that several big men are always following him, but he is not nervous. His skill in dealing with four or five people is still no problem. If it is robbing money, he just gives them the money. He doesn’t think he has any problems with these white people.
But before the traffic jam is over, Lu Fengxing is not so optimistic. It seems that more and more people are following him like magic tricks, and more or less they have weapons in their hands. It should be steel pipes.
Lu Fengxing thought of ink painting and drew a big exclamation mark in his heart!
These troubles are all hidden in ink and wash. This time, I helped him to stay in the United States, and I did not hesitate to associate with the underworld forces here. It’s really painstaking!