"Josson, you have given me hope."

"I don't mind, sow the seeds for you here."

“Not yet.”

In response to Josun, Xu Lin also got up to open the distance with Josson.Why not here, and Joeson have a baby?

This is Josson's question in his mind, and Xu Lin's answer is very simple: "Preparation is not over, no need."

The so-called pregnancy preparation period is not only for women, but also men will restore their physiological characteristics to the best.In this way, the child can be guaranteed...

Oh!Actually, some assholes.Even if it is not ready for pregnancy, it will have little effect on the child.The real answer in Xu Lin's heart was not told to Josson.

Anyway, Josson didn’t understand this, so Xu Lin used it as an excuse.But she had obviously underestimated Josson.

Some basic knowledge, he knows.So Josson said to Xu Lin with all his feelings, “Do you...want to marry me?”

“Do you deserve it?”

In the face of this question, Jossong did not answer.Sometimes silence is the most powerful response.Even once in a while, Xu Lin also caused pressure.

Finally, let her tell the truth: "I moved this thought after you broke up Chen Jing."

“Then you feel afraid that I am more miserable in the middle of a woman, so deny your own thoughts?”

“Josson, you’re a little narcissistic.And I'm not that kind of selfless woman."

“Oh?”

“A little bit of impulsive thought is still very early to change my original intention.Don't forget, I'm a sensible woman."

Xu Lin is Xu Lin, too strong self-control ability, so that she can face Josson, keep herself awake.

Marrying can play role-playing with a lover.But to really... huh?Lin Lin would not, such a life is not fun.

Far from it, Chen Chen is an example.Because of love, let each of them hurt.And this will be Josson, also get up to go to Xu Lin, a simple hug, said to her: "Xu Lin, just keep your happiness."

“Oh!Little girl, you have to be happy too.”

“Hmm.”

After a few words with Xu Lin, Josson also left Tongqu trade.Driving a Jetta car from Xu Lin, heading towards the dry water county.

Before buying a comb for Xu Lin, he would also give her the comb of the bodhisper.In the words of Yanbei, the works from her hand should belong to a beautiful woman.

Chen Jing and birch are the benchmark of the beautiful woman in Yanbei's heart.Oh!And hustiful...woman!

When I thought of Xu Lin, a smile appeared on the face of the driver of Josun.She also has her own side.

Unconsciously, Josson remembered what Yanbei had said again.Let time settle everything and choose everything.

Josson, who was in a comfortable mood again, drove quickly back to his dry water county and came directly to Anfield for trade.

The birch was not there, and listened to the accountant she went straight down to the market.Josson did not call, but sat directly in front of the computer and began to look at some of the report data.

In the past month, the company has doubled in efficiency.There is a credit to Josong, but more of a result of birch efforts.

Still in her grief, she became the hardest person.Over the years, she has also changed herself.

Then Josson did not stay in the office, but also took the time to go to the market to investigate.For the first-line market, he still has the confidence to be stronger than birch.

In the evening, Jossong returned to the rental area.And just as they were about to enter the hallway, a van stopped not far beside them, and the person who came down was birch.

He was used to opening birch to the state of Mastilla, and suddenly saw her driving a van.At the same time, Josson was not happy, and he laughed again.

White Birch under the street lamp, a red work-load.He had long hair and combed into a ponytail.There are no beautiful clothes, no expensive ornaments.

Ha!People rely on clothes and horses to saddle, this sentence is obviously not suitable for white birch.Standing there alone, she is a beautiful pronoun in itself.

“Josson.”

“Hmm.”

“How did you come?”

“Look at you.”

Some days are missing and there is no connection.Suddenly, when I saw Josson appear, it would be a little surprise for the birch.

Different women have different understandings in the face of Josson.This is the first time they have met each other as singles after they broke up.

“Life is like the first sight.”With his own emotional tidbits, birch said this.

“What’s wrong with the autumn wind... sad...”

"What's the autumn wind sad painting fan . . . next can't pick up, don't play handsome."

“Aung.”

When Josun responded awkwardly, the autumn breeze of the night touched the faces of the two people.Then the bourse read again: "If life is only like the first time, what is the autumn wind sad painting fan."

The meaning of this word, if it becomes compassionate to the person in love, will miss the initial feeling.This is what Naran Rong did, and the bourse preferred the last sentence of the word: the wish of the day.

It's all!Anyway, Josson did not understand ancient poetry, and he did not bite words with him.Then the white chrysanthemum accompanied Josong and returned to his temporary home.

Just walked in, when the bourch turned on the light, Josson came directly to a sentence: "I'm fine, don't worry about me."

“You are self-loving again...”

Just wanted to make fun of Josun two sentences, but the birch did not say a word.As Josson expected, the heart of the birch would have to be complicated.

“That’s nice, isn’t it?”

“When Sue’s family separated, you were just white with two hairs.Now . . .

"From time to time also follow the trend, is not the popular grandmother gray recently?"

Listening to Josson's self-deprecation, the birch did not show much.She knew Josson and knew what he was thinking.

"I'll take a shower, and you'll sit on the couch for a while."

“Hmm.”

After a hard day, the first thing women do when they go home is take a bath.As a man, Joss is feeling this.But also because he’s a man, so... you know.

Bai bran returned to the bathroom with a change of clothes, while Josong had just sat on the sofa, but saw that the garbage can was full of take-away lunch boxes and instant noodle packaging.

You can imagine how the buns came to be these days.This idiot doesn’t cook much.

Thinking of this, Josson got up again, walked toward the kitchen, and began to get busy.

Women always take a long bath time, when the bran wears a lattice pajamas to the living room, smells of rice.

"It's nice to have someone at home who can cook."

“If I don’t come, do you plan to eat takeaways and instant noodles every day?”

“Oh!”

He smiled, deliberately avoiding the Josun question.Then the birch came and sat down in front of the table.

"Mi-leather porridge, tomato scrambled eggs, buns."Some of the little ones, one by one, read the food at the table.

“Eat a home-cooked meal, as for being so solemn?”

“I was just hungry!”

I'm just hungry... no.This will be really moved by the birch, because home-cooked meals have brought her the feeling of home.