When I went to work, I found a lot of people talking around a colleague's desk. This rarely happened during working hours. I walked over and asked what was going on.

Only then did I find out that a young boy in the design department became a father. In my opinion, he was really a young boy. He had only been working for a year and had just become a full-time employee not long ago, and he became a father without saying a word.

This man is really not low-key. He changed the computer desktop to a picture of his son, and showed off to me with a proud look on his face: "Mr. Lu, look, is my son handsome?"

I nodded: "You're quite handsome." Then I thought to myself, it's really uncomfortable to see you looking so proud, so I added another sentence: "You look like me."

My colleagues all laughed, and one person slapped the table and said that Mr. Lu was domineering. I also laughed, said hello to them, and left. This was naturally a joke like a condiment, and it was harmless. But when I returned to the office,

When I opened the curtains and saw the city behind the huge glass window, I suddenly felt a little sad.

I also like children, the child of He Sang and I, but unfortunately, she always disappoints me.

It was a very busy day. I had one meeting in the morning and two more in the afternoon. But there were always happy things. My teacher and my wife came back from the United States. In the evening, I hosted a banquet with my former classmates to receive them. My wife was there.

I repeatedly mentioned my marriage on the phone: "You must bring her to me. Yanhui, I want to know what kind of girl you are looking for?"

I agreed and hung up the phone, but I was confused. What kind of person was He Sang?

In fact, I have never really understood her, just like she has never really understood me. We are a very strange couple.

She is always friendly and friendly to everyone, except for me. She seems to be covered with thorns when she sees me, hurting herself and others. This is really not a pleasant thing.

I had a great time eating this meal. Before I left, my wife secretly pulled me aside and said, "Hey, I think this girl is pretty good. Treat her well and don't lose your temper all the time. You have such a stubborn temper."

I still don’t know? Life can’t be the same as before.”

I quickly said that I would obey.

She was praised by others, and I thought to myself, what's so good about that woman? Everyone praises her, so stop praising her to the sky. But I couldn't help but laugh.

Throughout the night I tasted her body again and again, just like delicious wine. She was so beautiful that it made people intoxicated.

We had sex many times, and in the moist vapor, I kissed the ends of her hair and earlobes.

I thought she, like me, could get some happiness from this joy.

But she didn't do this. Every time she did this, it became a burden to her and she took medicine again. If you ask me who I hate the most, I will definitely say that it is the person who invented biyun medicine.

.What motive did he have for inventing this at that time? It was irresponsible and thoughtless. The drug was poisonous, but she always remembered to take it afterward. She would rather harm herself, with the only purpose of not having my child.

This woman is so cruel.

I decided to teach her some lessons, but she didn't care much about her body and life. There was only one person who could make her restrain herself, and that was her brother.

It's just a small trick. I called the nursing home and asked them to find He Sang. In fact, I didn't cut off the recuperation fee at all. Even if she didn't ask me, I wouldn't really stop paying it. I just

I wanted to scare her, and I knew this trick would work.

As expected, she took the initiative to lower her head and called me specifically to ask if I would go back that evening. I suddenly said angrily, "The beauty has an appointment."

In fact, it’s not that I said it wrong. It was indeed a date with a beautiful woman. But I pushed it. A female manager of an advertising company wanted to treat me to dinner and asked me if I could give him a favor, but I didn’t want to give him a favor. I was in a bad mood.

He Sang said wait for me, but I ignored her. When I got off work, I drove back to the villa, but when I was almost there, I suddenly changed direction, drove the car to the hotel, and asked for a room. I washed

After taking a shower, I lay in bed in a daze, watching the time on the LCD clock slowly pass by, so slowly and so unbearably.

At this time, I wonder if He Sang is the same as me, feeling that time is passing too slowly, and I wish she could go faster, even faster. I know she is also waiting for me. She has her own stubbornness. If it comes to

If you think about it, you will definitely do it.

It was almost two o'clock, so I finally gave in, put on my clothes, left the room and drove back. She had to go to work tomorrow, so forget it, I won't torture her anymore.
Chapter completed!