- "Husband, I love you," Bian Ya said softly, and her soft lips were attached to Jiang Tian's lips. Jiang Tian smiled happily. "Good wife, then you can put out the fire for your husband again, or our house will be burned down." Bian Ya pushed him away and said, "I'll take Wei Wei and Ling Ling to class tomorrow weekend. We have to go to bed early." Jiang Tian kissed her cheek. "Don't worry, wife, you can sleep enough tomorrow. I have told Aunt Chen, the nanny, to accompany her to Weiqi class tomorrow. I will accompany my baby daughter to learn the piano.". When you have slept enough, we will drive back to pick you up and go back to the child's grandmother's house. His grandmother called today, and they miss the child. Bian Ya promised, Jiang Tian Chunfeng once again, the hot kiss walked all over her body, Bian Ya overflowed and groaned, the two excited bodies were intertwined again, continuous emotion, pieces of spring heart, passionate voice rippled in the ambiguous bedroom, two beloved people blended with each other's emotions with love and desire,stainless steel toilet, slowly into each other. The night wind blows the gauze slightly, the moonlight outside the window is as cold as water, the spring inside the window is warm and boundless, and the people who love each other embrace each other, only hearing the intermittent and tuneless words, "I love you." end "Love Stops" and has calmly fought against foreign stories. Ye Zi curled up in the sofa alone. The TV midnight theater was playing a sad emotional drama that made people cry. Ye Zi watched it with tears streaming down her face. She couldn't tell whether she was crying for the desperate heroine in the TV or for the same sad self. A person's midnight, a lonely woman, in an empty house,Flush Retrofit Kit, waiting for a person who didn't go home. Year after year, day after day, a sincere expectation of the heart has been hurt full of holes, numb despair. The TV sounded a sudden cheerful advertising song, waking up the sad people, Ye Zi wiped the cold face with the back of his hand, stood up and went into the kitchen, where the soup cooked for Zhan Yang was still warm, and the thick and hot soup wafted out a continuous mellow fragrance. He walked into the living room again and looked at the clock on the wall. It was already a little closer, but Zhan Yang had not come back yet. Ye Zi's heart sank. It seemed that he was not going to come back tonight. Just as he was thinking, he heard the door lock turn. Ye Zi jumped up from the sofa and ran to the door quickly. Zhan Yang was drunk and came in with some messy steps. When he saw Ye Zi standing at the door, his peach blossom eyes narrowed. "Why haven't you slept yet? Ye Zi, you little silly child." Ye Zi hurriedly came over and helped him to the sofa. His tone was gentle. "Yang, why did you drink so much again? Is your stomach uncomfortable again? I just cooked soup for you. You can drink a bowl while it's hot." Zhan Yang muttered and promised, but when Ye Zi returned to him with a bowl of soup, stainless steel shower tray ,Prison toilet for sale, he found that he had fallen asleep. She had to put down the soup in her hand, gently took off his clothes, took off his suit, and began to unbutton his shirt. Her hands suddenly trembled. There was an obvious hickey on her neck at the collar of her shirt. Zhan Yang's skin was white, and the purple mark was particularly enchanting and dazzling. Ye Zi's heart throbbed like a needle prick, and the ambiguous purple shone so that her eyes were swollen and painful, and tears overflowed. For several years, Zhan Yang played almost every night and didn't come back until the middle of the night. Drunk, he always held her in his arms. When he had passionate sex, he unconsciously called her name "Xiaoya". Ye Zi's heart would fall to the bottom of the valley in an instant. At the beginning, she was still convincing herself that he had just divorced and his ex-wife had married someone else. She could not accept it in her heart. She would be so sad. But six years later, he remained the same, and Ye Zi's heart gradually became cold. From hope to disappointment, from disappointment to despair, she did not know how she had survived, but the result of her hard waiting was to let herself fall into the abyss of pain. At this time, Ye Zi deeply realized the pain and helplessness of his ex-wife. How sad and heartache it is for a woman to wait at home late at night for her playful husband. I have lived with him for six years, although there is no proof, but it is the same as husband and wife. He used to take himself out to play when he was his lover, but since he moved in together, Zhan Yang slowly stopped taking her out and came back later and later. In the end, he completely left her at home alone. What hurt Ye Zi even more was that every time he came back, he always smelled of a woman's perfume or lipstick on his shirt. What's more, it's such a striking and painful hickey tonight. Long fingers wiped away the tears on her face, Zhan Yang opened his misty eyes, looked at Ye Zi with heartache, gently wiped her, the tone was surprisingly gentle, "Why are you crying again, Ye Zi, don't cry, let's go to bed." Ye Zi turned his face away, wiped away the tears on his face, and helped Zhan Yang to the bed in the bedroom with a smile. Zhan Yang fell on the bed and found a comfortable position and fell into the dream again. Only the sad woman beside the bed was in silent tears. He slept soundly that night. In his dream, he and Xiaoya were laughing and playing with their children in the park. Xiaoya snuggled gently in his arms. The children ran around them. The sunshine was warm and fell on them. He laughed happily. Suddenly, his arms loosened and there was silence around him. He quickly turned around and saw that Xiaoya and the children had disappeared. He was afraid, crazy to look for everywhere, ran all over the park but failed to find, when he was exhausted and anxious, he finally saw the familiar figure in the distance, Xiaoya and the children were holding a man's hand and walking out of the park together, Zhan Yang ran angrily and grabbed the man's arm, the moment he turned back, Zhan Yang was completely stunned, he looked at the man's face. Looking at the children again, he suddenly remembered that this was Jiang Tian and Jiang Tian's children. He lowered his head and stared at his hands, muttering to himself in disbelief,Stainless Steel Hand wash Basin, "Where is my child?"? Where are all my children? He looked at Xiaoya praying, Xiaoya helplessly shook his head and turned away, he stood there foolishly watching them go away. cnkexin.com
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