The Transmigrating Beauty is Poisonous

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"Shenglun's Wedding"

Ye Zhen is back. Sheng Lun is happy every day, but he is also very nervous. Once Ye Zhen leaves his sight for too long, he will worry that this reunion is a dream he will never forget.

He and Ye Zhen said: "I used to dream of reuniting with you. When I see you, I feel like I am dreaming. Cousin, I'm really afraid that one day I will wake up."

Ye Zhen hugged him, took a bite on his neck, and gently rubbed the pointed tiger teeth: "Cousin, does it hurt?"

Sheng Lun smiled lightly, with gentle eyes.

Ye Zhen knows that the dreams come true under the deep anticipation will always make people feel unreal, and will be afraid that everything in front of them is an illusion.

She began to prepare for her wedding to Sheng Lun, and she also sewed a hipa by herself.

Xiaoxin said that Dad often carries a red handkerchief by his side. He often sees him holding it in his hand when no one is alone. Because he often holds it in his hand, that handkerchief no longer has its bright red color. Mao, even a hole.

She hummed and said that it was used when they got married for the first time, and when he uncovered Hipa, she was his wife.

Xiaoxin likes to hear his mother talk about things in the past. It used to be very bitter, but it was so beautiful. With each other's promises and dreams, they can stay with each other for life.

On the wedding day, Sheng Shihua asked Sheng Lun to put on a suit to accompany him out on errands. Sheng Lun said, "What can I do, Dad?"

... After retirement, Sheng Shihua probably really has nothing to do.

If he couldn't do a single trick, he could only shame.

Sheng Lun had no choice but to walk with him: "I want to come back soon. I'm going to pick up my cousin from get out of class."

Sheng Shihua: "Don't worry, it's too late."

The Buick car was speeding all the way and finally stopped in front of a river bank. Sheng Lun recognized this as the lotus village, where he and Ye Zhen started.

Now here is shrouded in brilliant red, people come and go, and joy is endless.

At the end of the crowd, is his lover.

She was wearing a red wedding gown and covered with a red hijab, waiting for him quietly.

...Worship the world...

...... Erbai Gaotang......

... the husband and wife worship...

"Cousin, although this red hijab is sewn by myself, you don't have to look at it when you think about me in the future. You can come to me, I am at school, at home, and by your side."

"it is good."

He kissed her forehead, nose, cheek and lips.

I love you, my wife.

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"The Troubles of Songkran"

In the past few days, Song Gan has sometimes seemed a little gloomy. When he was dealing with official duties, he was still stunned, and started to start stunned.

He rarely was absent-minded like this--after showing his thoughts with Ye Zhen, he rarely did that.

The assistant asked him if he was okay?

Song Gan said it was okay, how could he tell outsiders such things?

After he was bored for a few days, the assistant told Ye Zhen his worries. Ye Zhen was kind of wondering: "What's wrong with Song Gan?"

"Madam doesn't know?"

She touched her chin: "It's fine, I don't think anything is wrong."

But now that the assistant said, Ye Zhen still cared more about Song Gan. He surrounded him all day long, and walked around the garden for three suns. Song Gan was really happy, and he couldn't see any unhappiness. The place.

Could it be that he has been dissatisfied with desires these days? She grabbed her fingers and forgot, the last time seemed to have happened a week ago.

In the evening, she worked very hard, and he seemed to be particularly excited, pinching her hand very hard, and the gasp in her ear was **** and seductive.

Just: "...so tired, so tired, no more, let's go to sleep."

Every time afterwards, she lay in his arms and didn't even want to move her fingers. This time it was the same. She didn't even mind the strange posture between her and him at the moment.

As soon as she finished speaking, she felt Song Gan's hand stroking her head, and the familiar low pressure emerged. She woke up in a dazed manner, stood up, and leaned on his chest to look at him suspiciously: " Songgan, are you upset?"

Song Gan stroked her cheek and said no.

Ye Zhen frowned and frowned, "Don't want to lie to me, you are just upset." She carefully thought about what had happened before, then poked his chin and asked him: "Are you still thinking about it?"

Song Gan: "..."

He raised his hand and pressed the beautiful girl to his chest, he held it tightly, his lips kissed the top of her hair, one kiss, another kiss, tenderly pitying.

Ye Zhen blinked his eyes: "What's the matter? You don't tell me, I will be sad if you do this."

After a long time, she heard him say intermittently: "I just, feel that I am very useless..."

Ye Zhen was puzzled: "Where is it useless?"

Song Gan hummed softly. He just felt that as a man, he could not spoil and take care of his wife. Even the most basic...he could not satisfy her.

Ye Zhen patted him on the back: "Hurry up, or I will really be angry!"

Song Gan lay on his side and looked down at the girl who was tired of pretending to be fierce on his chest. He stroked her ruddy cheek and kissed her forehead.

He looked a little unspeakable.

Soon, Ye Zhen finally figured out why Song Gan had difficulty telling him, his thoughts were awkward but straightforward, he used more thoughts, and he could find out what he was thinking by looking at it.

She did not expect that a man who looked so upright and once only kissed her forehead would be gloomy about this kind of thing.

She sat in his arms again that day, dizzy and dizzy after the last moment, and it took a long time to come back to her senses. The man was still walking down her back, and she closed her eyes for a long time. Seeing that her recovery time was longer than before, he was puzzled to take her out of his arms, Ye Zhen moved so many times on purpose, his eyes changed, and his hands tightened.

"Zhen Zhen..."

Ye Zhen raised his eyebrows, grabbed him on all fours, turned over with him and her, his legs could not move, he could only put his hands on her sides.

He looked down at her.

Ye Zhen hooked his neck and wrapped his legs behind his waist, looking a little impatient and anxious, and said, "My husband, be gentle."

Song Gan lowered her head and kissed her lips, she was really gentle, she was very enthusiastic, her voice was very nice, wrapped around his ear, making him tremble physically and mentally.

It was bright, and he was tightly hugged by her on the slender and warm chest like a child, and he touched her affectionately: "Zhen Zhen, I love you."

She responded in a daze: "I love you too, big idiot."

One month later, Ye Zhen found out that she was late for her period, and then she had her first child with him.

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"Can you turn off this sound effect?"

119.0【…………】

The world is finally clean.

Yun Chengmao tried hard to pick up the trash, and when it was full, he dumped it into the trash can on the side and continued to pick it up.

(☆▽☆)

Yun Cheng's behavior was so strange that it inevitably attracted the attention of others, and some people even pointed and joked at her secretly, but this secretly was not clever, Yun Cheng could feel that they were talking about themselves at a glance.

"You see that fat guy is so funny, he actually picked up trash there!"

Is she fat? Where is fat! At most one hundred and two! But look at her height of 167!

"Yes, look at her hair is so dirty!"

Hair soil? That's because you didn't know that this wave of waves was standard during the Republic of China! !

"...Look, is she staring at us?"

Go, it's dirty her eyes!

╭(╯^╰)╮

Yun Cheng hum, these fans are not true love at first glance.

After about half an hour, nearly five o'clock, and three hours before the start of the concert, Yuncheng has already received a 50 thank you value.

This is much faster than picking up cigarette butts before!

But the treasures on the ground are still rare. Sometimes Yuncheng just picked it up and threw it up afterwards.

Yun Orange also felt that the efficiency of picking up next to each other was not very high, and that the efficiency of work was getting lower and lower in just a few moments, and the back pain was also very hot.

I wiped off my sweat and stopped for a while.

After thinking about it, it took a few minutes to buy brooms and dustpans. This time, it's good. I'll go down a few brooms, thank you for the increase in value.

But relatively, Yuncheng's strange behavior by a non-cleaner finally attracted a person in charge.

The visitor was a girl wearing a T-shirt with a cartoon head of a boy.

She had a friendly attitude, but asked in confusion and surprise: "What are you doing?" Doesn't it seem like a sanitation worker?

【caveat! People are the source of mobile garbage! Please host Yuncheng to help the other party establish the correct values ​​of ‘love the environment and pay attention to hygiene’! 】

Yun Orange understood that this was saying that the girl in front of her was the president of this group of fans.

In fact, looking at the positions of these two groups of people, it can be seen that although this large group of fans came for Zhou Xuanyu, they were clearly divided into two groups.

One is a white T-shirt that Yuncheng is sweeping the floor, and the other is a black T-shirt across the road.

One is printed with a cartoon pattern, and the other is a real person portrait.

Don't say, Zhou Xuanyu was so handsome!

Yun Cheng curled her lips and smiled, moving her fleshy cheeks, she looked very silly, and said sincerely: "I'm cleaning. Look, there is so much **** on this ground, so beautiful! We must love our motherland! Green! Keep it clean! Love your home!"

puff--

The corner of the person's mouth twitched, and it was obvious that he was caught by thunder.

[Ding: The host Yuncheng promotes the guardian's slogan and spreads truth, goodness and beauty. Because the host's speech is sincere and touching, it achieves a strong effect of shocking the soul. Inspired audience: 5 people, get gratitude: 0 points. 】

Huh? ! Is it so efficient to recite slogans in crowded places?

Yun Cheng turned her head to look, and she saw several people crouching down and picking up the trash by her feet. She was extremely satisfied in an instant, which is equivalent to picking up fifty cigarette butts!

what! ! "Why is it 0 o'clock!"

[If you shout the slogan twice within 24 hours, you will no longer get thank you. 】

Yun Orange:…………:).

Coming to Humanity: "You are also a fan of your brother, so you came here. What is your name? Why haven't I met you before?"

Yun Orange lifted his glasses, "I haven't seen you either."

"...I'm the chairman of the branch of my brother Shangjing Fan Club, Shen Aijia."

"Oh."

Yun Orange suddenly had an idea.

It is obviously impossible for her to rely on herself so much. Moreover, looking at the situation just now, it seems that infecting others to help pick up trash is also useful for the system.

So she said: "I have no class today, so I came to see if I can help. I just found a lot of **** on the ground. I was worried that this would not affect my brother, so..." She lifted her glasses and looked down. Shaking the big broom in his hand.

Shen Aijia reacted immediately and slapped his head, "Yes!"

She didn't say anything, jumped up and rushed back into the large group. After a while, she brought a dozen more girls.

"Where did you buy this broom?"

Yun Orange pointed in a direction: "It's right at the intersection over there. It's very conspicuous. You can see it at a glance when you pass by."

Shen Aijia immediately directed several little girls to buy brooms, and when she saw Yun Cheng's eyes were full of love.

119.0 [Congratulations to the host Yuncheng's actions to influence Shen Aijia, so that she feels ashamed of her littering behavior, and remedies it. Get gratitude: 3 points. 】