Forever Worthy of Your Love

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The old man was uneasy and didn't even bother to continue to set up the stall, and left when he packed up, but when he arrived at the intersection, he saw a motorcycle flying across from him.

Throw him unbiased...

"It's not good, there was a car accident, and it killed people." No one in the market shouted, and the crowd watched.

Chun Tao and Hua Sheng also just left, glancing at the old man on the ground, his face covered with blood and a little bit fierce.

"Miss, what you said has been tested." Chun Tao whispered in Huasheng's ear.

Hua Sheng was very calm and said straight, "This is the fate of his life, he has no such big fortune, he is destined to be a poor man, if he can keep his own life and live a bitter life, he will be stable in his life, but he just started. Because of the pitman trading, Yangshou was sacrificed early, and no one can blame others."

Hua Sheng went around empty-handed and saw a car accident, so he didn't want to buy it.

After getting in the car, Chuntao drove for ten miles.

Hua Sheng looked quietly out of the window.

She had an ability when she was young, even grandma didn't know.

It is fortune-telling, not even the birth date. Just look at this person, or draw a lottery, you can predict the blessings.

She has a bamboo stick which is invisible and cannot be seen by others.

Only Hua Sheng can see that this was given by a chancellor who met her grandmother at Wutai Mountain when she was ten years old.

She didn't understand it at the time, but later she understood that this thing can be used for divination.

The lottery that was just drawn by the old man was the 79th hexagram.

The old man could not see a word, neither could Chuntao, but Hua Sheng could see it.

Clearly written on it-four poems

This life was a blessing of life, a life of solitude and bitter tears, Ronghua Fugui retreat delusion, be careful to kill Huang Quan.

At that time, Hua Sheng also concluded that this man was destined to have no wealth, and he could not enjoy this in his life.

So today, the fat man's 92,000 is the most he has cheated in recent months.

But before he got out of the market, he was hit by a motorcycle and flew up.

You don’t need to ask to know that most of them can’t survive.

Hua Sheng used to be on Zhong Cui Mountain and rarely divination.

She is more cautious. After all, this thing belongs to superstition and she is afraid of falling into the tongue.

Later, only three days before my grandmother's death, the fortune-telling was done once, and the result was a sign of great fortune.

There is also the psychological preparation that grandma has reached the limit...

Now it's quite a bit of a relationship with this old man, so divination.

These, Chuntao and Ginkgo knew so little, but they didn't know that Miss was so powerful.

Back in the spring at Shili in the evening, Huasheng read the book and was thirsty, so he prepared to go downstairs and drink some water.

Chun Tao is busy cleaning up, and Ginkgo stews soup in the kitchen.

When Jiangliu came back, he only watched Huasheng drinking fruit tea in the living room.

He took off his coat, "A Sheng, haven't you slept yet?"

"Nope."

"Did you go out today? It seems that you deliberately made your hair." He looked up and looked at her affectionately.

"Ah, I went out and had tea with my fourth sister."

"Call me next time for tea, and I like it." He smiled and teased her deliberately.

She ignored it and continued to read.

Jiang Liu cheeked past and approached her.

Then Huasheng smelled of alcohol and was very pungent.

"Did you drink?" She frowned.

"Well, drink with the customer." He answered truthfully.

Huasheng didn't like the taste of wine, so she got up and got up...

But just after a few steps, Jiang Liu shouted.

"Asheng."

She turned back inadvertently and saw the man following.

The momentum was very oppressive, and Huasheng subconsciously leaned against the wall behind him.

Jiang Liu leaned on the wall with one hand, blocking her way.

So this is... was it beaten?