Slag Girl Illustrated Book

"Pretty, my first love." Song Ci's unspeakable tone was gentle, and the smoke from his fingertips slowly burned little by little.

"Brother Ci, are you interesting, can you be an individual!" The second generation vomited, Song Ci, this dog thing, let him play!

"Fuck you, why are you talking to your father!" Song Ci spit out his cigarette ring.

"She is actually your ex-girlfriend, so what are you pretending to be here!" The second generation is heartbroken, rub! Finally, I met a heart-moving person who was expecting his father to go to dinner to be a little better. I remember that there was a single son who was waiting to be fed in his family and was selling it.

As a result, it was Song Cinian who had never forgotten his first love for so many years. What can be expected of him? People can not even have high-quality stocks like Brother Ci. What is his own? Toad?

Inexplicably, an emoticon appeared in his mind.

I go, thinking about it this way, the second generation is even more sad!

Made!

The meeting is over, nothing!

"What do you mean?" Song Ci was taken aback, and instantly sat upright, crushing the cigarette **** into the ashtray on the table.

"You are still acting, but you and Ruan are always exes, still pretending!"

"You said she is the boss of Adam Holdings?" Song Ci was a little shocked.

"Brother Ci, don't you know?" The second generation also reacted.

"Where did she go?" Song Ci's tone was very anxious. After returning from the northeast, he sent Ruan Xihe a message to her and never responded. The call is just in the middle of a call. No need to know about it. .

This bad girl!

"I don't know, but I heard from them, it seems that Mr. Zhang has booked a seat at the Meifu Family Banquet."

Song Ci put down the cup and walked out immediately.

Mother Song had already seen Song Ci over there and called Song Ci loudly.

"Son, why are you going!"

Song Ci didn't stop when he heard it, but instead wanted to pretend not to hear, and walked a little faster.

"Song Ci, Song Ci, stop for me!" Mother Song was raised a lot by Song Ci's voice!

At this point, you can't pretend to be dead, people from all directions are looking here.

Song Ci turned around a little impatiently. When he was upset, he liked to light a cigarette and spit out the smoke ring on it. He looked so lazy that he would not put anyone in his eyes.

When Mother Song came with his wives, Song Ci's small smoke was burned by one third.

"Go and wish your father a happy birthday."

"It's posted on the phone, I'm leaving first." After that time, he had not reconciled with his parents, and his mother was ready to leave after perfunctory.

It was Song Ci's attitude that made Song's mother aggrieved, and her anger rose again.

"Song Ci! Today is your father's birthday!"

"I have gifts and blessings, and I have been here." His tone became more and more impatient.

"Song Ci, you still know how to come!"

Father Song also came here. It was his birthday and his son came at this time. It was really a shame. Everything was going wrong today, and the anger of this meeting came up in an instant.

Song Ci was also unlucky and hit the muzzle of the gun.

"I'm here at least." Song Ci took a sip in front of Father Song, and the smoke spit out arrogantly, with the wild charm of a slutty inexplicably.

Song's father held a few words of national curse in his throat.

"You are not allowed to go anywhere today." Mother Song gave an ultimatum.

In full view, Song Ci is really not good at making trouble with his parents too ugly.

He threw the cigarette **** on the ground irritably, and the bright leather shoes crushed the cigarette **** fiercely. There was no extra expression on his face from the beginning to the end, and he walked slowly to the deck and sat there.

"This is your little girl from Uncle Li's family. You will be responsible for entertaining your sister at night." Mother Song pushed a little girl to Song Ci.

Song Ci didn't even lift his eyelids. He stayed behind because he was not afraid of his parents, but he didn't want to make them faceless in the public.

But with such additional conditions, he doesn't need to follow along.

It's impossible for Song's mother to sit here and stare all the time. As soon as she left, Song Ci got up.

"Big Brother Song Ci, where are you going?" The little girl looked at him nervously.

"I'm going to shit, why do you want to be together?"

Little girl:...

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