Vol 3 Chapter 1730: Time and Space Merchants (7)

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However, Fan Wei did have some troubles recently, and her husband was derailed.
Fan Yan saw it with her own eyes. She did not tell anyone about this matter. After all, if she was known, only people in the circle would see her jokes.
Fan Wei will never allow this.
Therefore, she knows that her husband is derailed, and there is no indication. When she does not know what to do, she is thinking about how to save her husband in private.
"No divorce?"
"Divorce?" Fan Yu was surprised: "Why are you getting divorced? What I am wearing now is what he gave. If I get divorced, how can I live in the future?"
Fan Wei is a real woman.
She wants to maintain such a good material life.
"He is derailed first, it is the wrong side, you can let him go out of the house. Even if you can't get out of the house, you can get half of the property, spend your money comfortably, or ask others to ask for money?"

Fan Wei: "..."
It seems a bit reasonable.
Fan Yu hesitated to ask: "When... is it finished?"
Although Fan Yi also finished college, she was in the art department and did not understand other aspects.
Business affairs are even more illogical.
First kite: "..."
Fine.
They have to be a sage, and she doesn't have to spend so much energy.
"Are you sure you want to save your husband's heart?"
Fan Wei thought about it and nodded.
She is still young and beautiful, and the man is just being stunned by the little goblin outside.
The kite asked the waiter for a pen and paper and wrote an address: "At eight o'clock in the evening, come here to find me."
Fan Yi took a look at the address and suddenly frowned.
This is a famous shantytown, and there is not a good person to live there.
Still at eight o'clock in the evening...
The first kite pushed the note to Fan Wei: "I want to save your husband's heart, don't be late, come on time."
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The kite took the bag back to the residence of the path, and on that floor, many people were seen in the hallway.
The first kite looked at it and suddenly the whole person was not good.
[Hide task: Please get a good one card to prevent the blackening of the path. The sound of the king's voice sounded at the same time.
There was a man grabbing the collar over there, pressing on the wall, a face lost blood, pale and scary.
"Bunny scorpion, dare to find someone to play Laozi, you fight! What about the woman this morning?"
It’s not someone else who stands in front of the path. It’s the drunkard who was taught by the kite today.
The person brought by the drunkard is not a good person at first glance, and the slinger will surround the path.
The seat bites the lip, and one word does not say anything.
The drunkard snorted: "Don't you say that? I see how long you can see!"
The drunkard slammed his sleeves and raised his hand, slamming his face toward the face.
"Ouch--"
There was no pain on the face of the mat, but the drunkard first screamed.
The kite twisted the drunkard's wrist, and looked coldly at the collar of the skirt, and pressed him to the youth on the wall: "Let him go."
The voice was cold, like the sound from hell, and it sounded like a tremor.
At this time all the time was quiet, and everyone’s eyes were concentrated on her.
The girl didn't seem to use any force, and it was easy to twist the arm of the drunkard. That's it, the drunkard couldn't move, only a sigh of grief.
When she saw her nephew, she was anxious and turned anxious. She seemed worried that she would be bullied by these people.
The kite stared at the young man, one word at a time: "Let him go."
The young people did not know because the drunkard was pinched by the kite, or was shocked by the first kite.
"Cough and cough..."
The mat was just pressed by the young man's throat. At this time, he was free, coughing uncontrollably, and tears overflowed in his eyes. It looked distressing.
The mat was slowed down, and a few steps came over, grabbing the arm of the kite.
It is like a child who is being bullied and finally waits for his own parents.
"Nothing, don't be afraid." The empty hand of the kite touched his head: "Advanced to wait for me."
The scorpion was covered with fog. He looked at the kite and shook his head.
"obedient."
The mat is still stubbornly shaking his head.
The kite was not patient, sinking his face: "Go in."
The first kite was fierce, and the body was squatting down, grabbing the hand of the kite and slowly releasing it.
It’s going to cry, don’t cry, look awkward, and let people have a desire to take him...
"Come on." The first kite urged him to know that he would not clean him up so clean! But think about how he looks like a woman, she can not accept it.
Take a small step back and slowly walk back to the house.
If you don’t listen, you have to force her to get angry.
When the door closes, the kite looks at the drunk who is being screwed by himself. The sinister saying: "The lesson of this morning is not enough?"
The drunkard felt that his arm was broken, and there was energy to answer the kite.
"Do you bring someone?"
The first sight of the kite swept through the young people, and there was no sorrowful look. There was a kind of contempt and contempt in the end.
"Just a few melons and crackers, who do you look down on?"
The first kite was smashed in the drunken crotch. After a heavy blow in the morning, it was now smashed. The drunkard was sore and couldn’t wait to faint.
Is this something that people do?
Even once, she still squats twice.
Not painful? !
The young people who stood were only feeling that somewhere followed, and the feet were on the side.
This woman is so ferocious.
The first time to solve these few people is as simple as solving the bugs - saving money can make the other party bite the alcoholic, and nodded to the first kite.
The first kite is not awkward.
This is not her script, this is the script that the forced her to take.
"Take away." The kite waved irritably, letting them drag the flesh from the ground.
A few punks immediately took the drunkard away, and when the drunkard was energetic, he grabbed his mouth.
The other households in the corridor face each other.
"See what? Still not enough?"
Everyone instantly made birds and beasts, entered the house into the house, went downstairs downstairs, and the corridor quickly quieted down.
The first kite opened the door and went in. The seat was standing at the door. I should have seen it at the door. I saw her coming in. I stepped back two steps. The next second went forward. I was worried. "You are fine." ?"
"What can be done."
The first kite took the opportunity to touch his soft hair.
The mat was touched several times by the first kite, and it was a bit accustomed at this time.
The first kite finger moved down, fell in the corner of his eye, wiped the tears in his eyes, and educated him with a slap in the face: "The boy will cry and lose face when he is not moving."
Immediately wiped the other eye with his hand and lowered his head. He said: "No one has ever been so good to me."
At the beginning of the kite, the fingertips gently rubbed through the corners of the juvenile eyes, and the moisture that was taken away still had temperature.
"I will be good to you in the future." The kite brought people over and hugged him: "No one will bully you again."
The girl's arms are warm and fragrant, like holding warm sun in the winter.
The body was stiff and did not dare to move. The cheeks leaned on the shoulder of the kite. The voice was stuffy: "Why..."
When the kite was honed, he said slowly: "Because you saved me."
The path is uneasy: "But I didn't do anything..."

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