The ex-husband of an old man of the rich

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In this way, Gao Weiwei disappeared without Qin Yu knowing. His mother is also a poor person, the family was immediately abandoned after bankruptcy, the husband married a foreign woman for the green card, only the son remembers her. Zheng Youwei deposited the passbook and money that Gao Weiwei took out into the new card, handed it to the woman, and immediately left the north country.

Qin Yu sat down with the class leader and Zheng Yang to study together, and to put it bluntly, it was a make-up class.

The storm only has the finishing work left, and Qin Yu did not mention Xu Hang and would not make Gao Weinan in prison feel better. Not long after, he died in an accident.

Director Xia, who had been paying attention to this matter, finally broke out in a cold sweat after knowing it, or underestimated the power of Qin Yu. A week later, the TV series was released as scheduled, and the ratings went all the way up, and many people, including director Xia, said hello to Qin Yu. After all, it was the first part written with painstaking efforts, Qin Yu was naturally overjoyed, and Xu Hang wanted to pull him to celebrate being rejected.

This year's birthday of three people did not have a big deal, or low-key wealth.

So Xu Hang sent Qin Yu a boat, and in the spring, he could meet friends to go to sea to play, fish, and dive.

"Don't, let's go first," Qin Yu remembered that he didn't have a swimsuit, and Xu Zisheng didn't either: "Is there time on Saturday?" Let's go shopping, shall we?

"Good," Xu Hang, with bright eyes, kept his head down and stared straight at it.

Qin Yu, who was cold, had a feeling of uneasiness, and wanted to stop talking, but he couldn't catch his head: "What ghost idea have you played again?" Raising

an eyebrow, Xu Hang trapped the person in his arms, and the strange breath spread with a thick smile. FFingertips landed on Qin Yu's throat knot and stroked back and forth, like a tune/play, and as if lamenting the smoothness of the skin.

Looking at the man's serious look, Qin Yu pursed his lips depressedly: "..."

"What's wrong?"

"Ask me?" Qin Yu grabbed the chaotic hand and tickled his teeth, "What do you want to do?" "No..." Xu Hang, who just wanted

to hit the sloppy eyes, looked at Shangqin's sharp gaze and immediately said truthfully: "When I think about the style of swimming trunks, when the time comes, we can wear something different."

A lot of sexy and charming ideas suddenly appeared in his mind, and Qin Yu quickly shook his head and threw away the picture of the color to the point of no discipline. But who is Xu Hang? Immediately guessing it, his hands passed through Qin Yu's armpits and lifted the person on the cabinet, and stood forward, blocking all the retreats of Qin Yu.

"I forgot that I have a ready-made designer at home."

"You go away." Fierce~

"Blushing? I'm your man," Xu Hang deliberately lay on Qin Yu's lap, closing his deep eyes and enjoying a rare quiet time.

Slowly Qin Yu was not angry anymore, and his fingers gently passed through the top of Xu Hang's head, feeling that his hair was black and shiny, and it was a little hard. Later, Qin Yu simply pressed Xu Hang's scalp, both careful and patient, if it were not for the wrong location and location, Xu Hang would have fallen asleep.

"Thank you dear, I would be even happier if you designed your own swim trunks."

"Aren't you afraid I'll let you wear thongs?" QQin Yu said the words buried in his heart curiously, wondering if Xu Hang would be embarrassed or his eyes flickered, but he was wrong, and Xu Hang, who was supporting his waist, bit his ear and said in a low voice: "I prefer not to wear it." Qin was paralyzed