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My Most Precious Wife novel Chapter 212

It can hurt, but it can’t be loved. “You can’t say that.” Su Xiaomi curled her lips. “For a pure boy, this kind of thing is a loss.” Qin Zhizhou just laughed, he seems to like it tonight. laugh.

The lifeless him in peacetime is very different.

Su Xiaomin moved a little closer: “However, Shu Lei is so beautiful, and the relationship with you before…you really pushed them away cruelly?” Qin Zhizhou didn’t speak, just picked up the beer bottle and drank it. Couple.

Emily Gale kicked Su Xiaomi secretly, and Su Xiaomi shrugged and could not ask.

Qin Zhizhou’s actions today were already ruthless enough, so those who used to love and love, now, have also become a lot of things.

I have done such a cruel thing, and refused, it is really nothing.

“I saw her with other men more than once, the last time, it was unbearable.”

Young, ignorant, and always infatuated with the first girl I liked.

However, Shu Lei repeatedly exhausted his infatuation!

“This time I was looking for me just to win the game.

She saw me text Ranran and said she would quit the team, so she was relieved.”

But in fact, he knew that after the game was over, Shu Lei was still the same. Will not be true to him.

Human character, sometimes, may be doomed from the moment of birth.

She couldn’t change it. If she could change it, she wouldn’t have embraced him at this time.

Originally thought that he was still brooding about those things, so this whole year, he lived like a walking dead.

But now, after all this, he suddenly realized that he had already put those things down.

But, still in self-consciousness, did not get out of the shadow that Shu Lei left him.

“From then on, I am really free.”

Qin Zhizhou said with a smile.

“Well, the past, let it pass completely.”

Emily Gale raised the beer bottle, a pair of bright eyes.

“Cheers to freedom, in the future, we will all live freely!” …

The feasting box was filled with smoke.

Holding a tall glass in his hand, Hunter Jackson slowly tasted the long-collected red wine.

The seemingly calm and peaceful way of drinking makes people very imaginative that he is actually so angry now.

Nangong Yu glanced at the empty bottle on the table and couldn’t help but move into Jiangnan.

“Second brother, what’s the matter? The boss seems to look unpleasant to you today.”

“Is it? I don’t think it makes any difference in peace.”

Jiang Nan smiled, completely inappropriate.

Lu Qing glanced at Jiang Nan, flicked his long fingers, and the eight dice played between his fingers returned neatly to the dice cup.

He snorted: “I saw a live broadcast today. You and the boss rob women?” “You and the boss rob women?

“Nangong Yu was taken aback for a moment, and was immediately excited, “What’s the result?”

“However, now Jiangnan smiled triumphantly, but the boss drank alone, and the result seemed to be obvious.

“Which woman is so short-eyed that she chose you not the boss?”

“Nangong Yu looked back at Lu Qing; “What live broadcast, let me see.”

“I am so bad?”

Jiang Nan kicked him, took the wine bottle and walked to Hunter Jackson’s side, and poured him a glass in person.

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