Chapter 2082

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"ghosts exist, but not everyone can see them." In fact, it was going back in time, but the time was very short, just one second, so you couldn't see it in the blink of an eye. "

Qiao Han pursed his mouth and said nothing.

pure nonsense.

two people walked out of the hotel through Qiao Han's secret passageway. There were indeed few people and less traffic in the street. The busy street, which was busy two hours ago, gradually became calm.

"it's so late that I can't even take you shopping. Other people's stores are closed."

Zhan Haoyu muttered.

Qiao Han warned him coldly: "Don't send skirts, high heels and jewelry to my office again!"

"I just want to see how amazing you are when you change back into women's clothes."

Qiao Han has a black face. "I wear men's clothes."

her wardrobe is full of men's clothes. She has never worn a skirt or high heels since she was a child. People like her who are used to walking with high heels may not be able to walk.

she doesn't like jewelry that girls like either.

skin care products, she is using them.

she has never used cosmetics.

"Qiao Han, you are not a real man."

this sentence, Zhan Haoyu said in a low voice.

she is not willing to restore a woman for him, and he does not expose her in public. anyway, he has courted her, and everyone wants to regard him as gay, and he does not mind. If she does, she will restore her identity as a woman as soon as possible.

with her face like this and changing into a skirt, she must be beautiful.

after being silent, Qiao Han said coldly, "I'm used to being a man."

Zhan Haoyu looked at her and smiled. "however, whether you are wearing men's or women's clothes, I like you. I like you. I don't care about your gender. After our wedding, we both wear suits. It must be awesome."

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"I won't marry you!"

Qiao Han is low and authentic.

"Zhan Haoyu, I have told you countless times that you and I are impossible. I don't like you, and I even hate you."

"you hate me, that is, I haven't done enough and I haven't done well enough. I will try my best to do more for you and be better for you."

Qiao Han: ". Zhan Haoyu, we are out for a walk. Don't talk to me about feelings. I have no feelings with you. "

"you have no feelings for me, but I have feelings for you."

Qiao Han reached out and grabbed Zhan Haoyu's collar and pulled him closer. Zhan Haoyu looked at her with a smile and assumed a posture that she wanted to sleep. Qiao Han was so angry that Qiao Han shook his hand and released the hand that grabbed his collar.

"Zhan Haoyu, why are you close to me you know very well in your heart. Dare you say that you are sincere to me" Do you really have feelings "

it was because of the task given to him by his grandmother that he had to approach her and pursue her.

think she doesn't know

Grandma Zhan gave him and the second young master Zhan the task of chasing his wife after the New year.

now that the second Master of War is engaged, he begins to act, which shows that he does not like her, but it is because of the task assigned by his grandmother that he begins to act because the time is coming to finish the mission.

Zhan Haoyu honestly admitted: "at first, I was really not interested in you, because you disguised yourself as a man. Seeing you, I was like seeing a man. I was a normal man, and it was impossible for me to fall in love with a man."

"although grandma told me that you are a woman, but you are more like a man than a man, it is difficult for me to treat you as a woman." I first approached you to prove that you are a woman, to convince myself that you are interested in you, and then to pursue you. "s, involving mafia, suspected of abducting and selling children, and wounding others. Taken together, his mother will be sentenced to at least more than ten years' imprisonment, or even the death pena...