The girl's smile that was even worse than crying was surprisingly beautiful in Shen Weiyang's eyes. Faced with such a big setback, she would not cry bitterly and was still working hard to make progress. This kind of person can withstand the storm and waves, and he admires the most.

No longer disturbing her to enjoy the beautiful scenery: "Then do you live alone?" Where is it? Women can be independent, not this era. Where does she come from?

"Yes, you're right. I don't even have the qualifications to be abandoned because I never contact those people and close myself in my own world alone. In fact, I really want to integrate into society. There are a group of good sisters who discuss topics between sisters, discuss the future, complain about the trivialities in life, discuss fantasies about the future together, and write love letters when I see the boy I like, but I can't do it."

She is a sad person, she is a self-destructive person, she ruined her life, and even God can't stand it anymore, so she sent her to ancient times, an era where there was no place for her to escape.

There is no computer to find her superiority. If she seals herself, she will have no fun in living. She has also set up so many enemies for her, either to be self-reliant or die quickly.

Now that she stood up, she realized how sorry she was for her dead mother. She saved her not to make her timid, but to hope that she has a bright future. Mom and daughter will live well here, very well.

Shen Weiyang coughed dryly and advised: "I just said casually, you don't have to take it seriously. In fact, as long as you are willing to leave your house and face life well, there should be many men who like it."

"Haha, it doesn't matter whether it's the past. You have to look forward in the future. My future is not in the past, but in front." He turned over and sat up, turned to look at the man who had been pressed by him for more than an hour. He was afraid at that time, so he leaned against him to sleep. Unexpectedly, he woke up and fell into his arms: "Suddenly I found that you are really handsome."

The long black and flowing hair moves with the wind, with a slutty and unrestrained smile, but the beautiful god is as handsome as a god, like an artist's exquisite sculpture, is covered with a heroic spirit that has not changed for thousands of years, and is as unrestrained as if the world can do what I do. His whole aura is wild and domineering, just like his harsh shout last night.

He and Fan Xiu are two completely different people. The only thing they have in common is that they don’t take others seriously. They always feel that they are the most awesome. Fan Xiu is the best in martial arts, while Shen Weiyang is the best in wealth, and he does have arrogance.

Shen Weiyang touched his jaw. Although he didn't know what Shuai meant, he could see that he was saying that he was very handsome and raised his eyebrows proudly: "You have vision."

"It's just too narcissistic." Who says he's a handsome guy and a beautiful girl all day long? Others don't have eyes, so there's no need to remind you.

The man did not refute this time, but was puzzled by his attitude towards the woman. Since he thought he was good-looking and rich, why could he look at him without any shyness? There were only two possibilities for him to be lying in his arms. First, she did not treat him as a man at all, and second, she just treated him as a man.

"I said, did you grow up with pig's brain? I am a seven-foot man, why are you so unsuspecting? Don't you know what is the difference between men and women?"
Chapter completed!