How many ups and downs does it take to become a heart-warming person? From a sincere child, perhaps it is really not a bump. It is always the best thing, it is like a ridiculous little story, and it is torn apart.

How many more bumps will it take to become kind again.

A life that is constantly changing is the key to perseverance. Just stick to life.

A week ago, she was so desperate that she almost wanted to die. In the blink of an eye, everything became enthusiastic. As the villain said, no one really liked to go to the cemetery, so she quickly got the job she wanted. Although the income in that place was pitifully small, it was a place where she might have been able to stay until her retirement. Not only Beibei, but even Beibei's mother was very satisfied.

That job is like a housekeeper, and it is really not very happy. Bebe feels worthless when he is with a mop and rag every day.

It was a big house. At the end of an aisle further inside the office area, behind an antique wooden door, it looked like a private place for a big man. When she was at work on the first day, Director Yang of the office brought her here, which was really eye-opening.

After working for half a month, Beibei discovered an exquisite object. On the chicken-wedge wooden shelf on the left of the boss's desk, there was a small dark grid in the middle of the inconspicuous shelf, which was hollowed out in the middle of the shelf. You had to lower your head to see it.

She lowered her waist and looked up from below. The small nest was a small green box with enamel. She gently stretched into her two fingers and grabbed the box from inside. It was cold and cold. She held it in the palm of her hand. It was a square guy with round corners and a delicate small lid on it. When she opened it, it was jaw-dropping. It was a real treasure.

The box is very small and not as big as a palm. The enamel lid on it is tightly embedded on the box. It is opened with a light lift. The key is the thing drawn there, which is really vivid.

A Qing Dynasty man with long braids, he showed his upper body and his thick and strong back, but he was a white-faced boy. His pants were taken down to the bottom of his knees, pinching his braid in his hand, and looking down at the girl stepping on his side. The girl turned her head coquettishly, but lit up the most intriguing place.

Beibei was shocked. This was the first time she saw the real little bowl of the erotic palace. She was so surprised that she felt a little embarrassed to come. She hurriedly covered the lid and put it back, her heart pounding.

After that, she was not very interested. When she entered the room to work, she would always think of the little bowl. The little secret wall that could not be seen clearly now always glanced around. It was there, and she couldn't remember what the men and women in the spring palace bowl looked like, but she couldn't wave away the girl's blushing cheeks and the temptation that there was no place between her legs.

In a world where material desires are constantly flowing, money is not considered free and easy, at best, but it is enviable. Jingmei sat on the rattan chair opposite and shed tears. People often use money to measure feelings. How much money can be paid to prove how deep the relationship is. It seems that everything can be settled with money. Even if you sleep with someone else's wife, it doesn't matter. Isn't there a movie, it seems that it's called Apple?

Jingmei's sister is the apple. She was dealt with by a thick and thick man in her home. The man just threw a pile of money to Jingmei's brother-in-law before leaving. It was said that it was not too much. The man wearing a cuckold took the money and didn't dare to move. Maybe he didn't give the money. When he saw the thick man who gave him a hat, he might not dare to move.

The thick black man admires art. His black T-shirt is very tight, outlining his slightly drooping chest muscles like a plump woman. The carved design on the back of the T-shirt reveals the same black, yellow and red flesh inside. He holds a cigarette in his mouth, looking at the trembling little man under the bed, and his eyes are helplessly pursed together.

This husband is too thin, and he doesn't even have to pound around a hundred pounds. His legs are almost invisible in his beige casual pants. Seeing that he is big and thick, he is waiting for his answer, he turns his head to look at his wife, and doesn't even dare to speak a question.

Jingmei's sister is Jingli. She is almost seven years younger than Jingmei. She looks very similar to Jingmei, but is more beautiful than Jingmei. Jingli doesn't like this man's cowardly appearance at any time, like a soft egg with premature ejaculation.

She got up and took the money, and put her body on her body. The skin was charming, white and smooth, and the little man shivered and didn't look at her carefully. It was the thick black man who reached out and patted her round buttocks. Jing Li didn't care at all and counted it carefully.

She clicked it one by one, and she was very careful. When she met something she couldn't understand, she even pulled it out to test the light. No matter how many people there were in the room, it didn't matter to her.

After a long time, she finished counting. Her slender fingers struggled to gather the money from Daluo together, and tidied it up neatly in her hand, pointing at the thick black man and saying, "No, add three more times."

Beibei is about to meet her pride in heaven soon. To be honest, she still can't explain clearly until today. She only knows what his feelings are. From the beginning, when she thinks of him, she feels warmer.

His name is Qin Tian, ​​and he is a surgeon and a young operating room doctor. He once said that being a doctor is talent, and he was born to be a doctor, so he kept doing it.
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