drink snow and ice

The gold master's father sent her a lot of messages in the middle of the night, first asking if there was anything dissatisfied with him.

To be honest, there is nothing dissatisfied. She is very satisfied. She is rich and good-looking. I don’t know if she has a good figure. I don’t know if she is big or not.

Chu Yuanyuan weighed his words carefully, and replied cautiously for fear of hurting his fragile heart as the benefactor: "Zhang Dong is young, rich and handsome, he is the most open-minded rich second generation in the world!"

Highly rated!

The gold master's father was depressed: "Then why did you dump me?"

Good guy!Can the nurturing relationship also be said to be dumped?

But it is true that a person like Mr. Zhang, a dragon and a phoenix, was abandoned by the little pet for the first time when he raised a canary. It is indeed a bit ugly.

She hesitated and asked, "Then...can you dump me?"

It was quiet over there, and the little madman didn't even post a little bit.

Chu Yuanyuan struggled with his hair for a long time before he could figure out what to say, "Don't worry, I can bear no matter how harsh it is."

The gold master's father finally returned to normal and returned three points to her. Thankfully, she started to use the dots to judge whether the gold master's father was mentally healthy or not.

"Do you have someone you like?"

Chu Yuanyuan was silent, holding the phone and didn't know what to say.But the gold master's father is indeed a good man, and took her home when she was most confused.

It also made her realize clearly that Yangou is not worthy of being a canary because she can't keep her chastity.

She gave Zhang Min an affirmative answer, and the sponsor's father disappeared.

There is no good canary anywhere in the world, Chu Yuanyuan heaved a long sigh.

Then he began to reply to Secretary Chen's message.

Secretary Chen spoke sharply as always: "Aren't you making any money?"

"Make money! Why not make money!" It is impossible not to make money if you don't make money, and you have to make money at the end of the world tomorrow.

She might be spoiled by her boss, and she also replied a series of ellipses to Chu Yuanyuan: "Where else can make more money than Master Xiao Zhang?" "Don't be stupid!"

For a while, she couldn't tell whether she was praising her boss or hurting her boss.

Secretary Chen continued to grieve: "Where do you go to find another benefactor who is more innocent than Master Xiao Zhang? He is 25 years old and has a master's degree in finance from a prestigious university. He has just graduated from school for a year and has never been in a relationship. He is said to be a foster child. In fact, boyfriend and girlfriend, he even took you to meet your parents more than once, and the position of the young mistress is yours!"

The analysis is well-founded, and innocent ×3, I don't know how he feels when he sees this evaluation.

"I can't find it!" Chu Yuanyuan replied with great sincerity: "The overlords in the market are generally middle-aged and elderly, wretched, nouveau riche, and bald executives. Xiao Zhang Dong is like a white moonlight configuration."

"Then why are you crazy?"

"I have a favorite person."

The overwhelming number of ellipsis once again captured Chu Yuanyuan's chat dialog box. It turns out that the superior and the superior will become more and more similar after getting along for a long time.

Secretary Chen made a voice call, and the words were difficult: "Is the person you like better than Mr. Zhang?"

She didn't hesitate for a second: "Better than him!"

Secretary Chen was choked by her, and it was a bit more difficult when he spoke again: "Xiao Zhang Dong... is also quite good-looking, and he is rich, so good-looking can't be eaten as food."

"What if it's better to see He Xueyan's level?"

Chu Yuanyuan felt that Secretary Chen seemed to be stuck. She stuttered for a long time, and finally said only one sentence: "goodluck!" and hung up the voice with a snap.

Tian Zhen seemed to be too noisy by her, turned over and kicked her several times.

Oda's physique looked petite and lovely, and it was really painful to kick someone. Chu Yuanyuan felt his eyes go dark, and he held his back and took several deep breaths.

She was in so much pain that she couldn't sleep at all. When she couldn't sleep, she liked to read the balance and reconcile the bills.

Now I can't sleep. I like to look at He Xueyan's photos. Her legs are white and long, with smooth lines. The more I look at them, the more excited I get. I can't fall asleep at all.

For the first time, Chu Yuanyuan felt that besides being a miser, he also had the aptitude to be a dog lick.

How could there be such a good-looking and flirtatious person in this world.

He Xueyan sent her a photo of breakfast early in the morning, soy milk, soft-boiled fried eggs, and ham sandwiches, all of which looked delicious.

Chu Yuanyuan also took pictures of her breakfast, glutinous rice balls and a small bag of yogurt.

The person she noted as the earth-shattering Alcoa started to send her a voice, probably because she got up early, her clear voice became soft and sticky: "Yuan Yuan, did you quarrel with Xiao Min? He was not in the right mood yesterday , me and his brother were worried."

Chu Yuanyuan's mood fell to the bottom, she felt that the meat floss rice ball in her hand was no longer fragrant.

"There was no quarrel." She was typing on the small round table, looking as if she was going to die.

"Xiao Min is in a relationship for the first time, he is not very good at talking, Yuan Yuan is a good girl, please be more tolerant of him? He likes you very much."

"What about you?" Chu Yuanyuan's rice balls fell apart: "What do you think about what happened the day before yesterday?"

There was a reply from the other side, her voice was as clear as ever, and Chu Yuanyuan could finally recognize the almost imperceptible sarcasm and coldness in it: "Of course I like such a cute girl, We are all girls, it’s just a little bit closer, what’s the point?”

As soon as her palms were cold, the yogurt bag that had just been held in her hand burst open, and the sticky, greasy liquid that had been refrigerated flowed out of her hand.

The girl lowered her head, staring fixedly at her white hands, her long eyelashes like crow feathers drooping listlessly.

The author has something to say:

Chu Yuanyuan: Thank you, I was scumbag.