The fake daughter ran away with the baby, and the president chased her relentlessly

Sang Ran was stunned and looked at the panel hanging on the wall.

Uh... it's a bit similar. It would be more similar if there were a few clues drawn on it.

She bit Pei Jingping on the back in revenge: "You don't understand romance!"

"Aren't you touched?" She leaned over to look unwillingly.

"I'm not touched." Pei Jingping still said stubbornly, turning his face away to avoid her gaze.

“Oh my,” Sang Ran pointed at him, “You’re crying, and you still say you’re not moved.”

Pei Jingping realized that he was exposed, so he simply turned around and hugged her. As soon as his hands touched Sang Ran's body, there was another violent shock.

The part of his body exposed on Sang Ran's waist directly touched her skin. When he looked down, he saw that Sang Ran was wearing a sexy and suffocating top.

Black lace swirled around her body, and the uniquely shaped fabric showed off her beautiful figure, like a perfectly carved stone statue.

The skin looks particularly delicate and white against the black fabric.

"You..." The man's scalp tingled.

Sang Ran raised her eyes slightly and said proudly, "This is plan B. If plan A fails, I will resort to seduction."

Pei Jingping's eyes gradually darkened, with lust burning in them. Just by looking at her, it was as if he wanted to eat Sang Ran up.

His Adam's apple rolled unconsciously: "Don't regret it."

After saying that, he picked up Sang Ran and walked out of the cloakroom.

Sang Ran saw him trying to turn on the light and tried to stop him, but the man simply pushed her hand away, his tone full of ambiguity.

"Wife, I want to look at you."

......

I don’t know how long it took, but the sky was already turning a hazy gray-blue.

Sang Ran lay exhausted on the bed. Pei Jingping put a bathrobe on her and pulled her up.

"I don't want it anymore. I want to sleep. Please." Sang Ran's voice was filled with tears.

Pei Jingping gently comforted her: "I won't torment you anymore, just hold on, I'll show you something."

After he finished speaking, he picked up Sang Ran again and took her out of the bedroom to the guest room.

Sang Ran secretly marveled at how much energy this man had, as he could carry her for so long under such circumstances.

Pei Jingping pushed open the door and put Sang Ran on the sofa in the guest room.

Sang Ran rubbed his eyelids and forced them open.

Just one glance and she was stunned.

The bedroom bed in the guest room is filled with a variety of gift boxes, some large and some small, all exquisitely packaged.

It looks like it has been prepared for a long time.

Pei Jingping squatted in front of her and looked up at her: "Wife, I like the surprise you prepared for me, but I also want you to feel the same joy."

"Didn't you say that we weren't childhood sweethearts? You feel like the old friends around you are leaving you one by one, so how about letting me, the newcomer, become your old friend?"

"I've prepared birthday presents for you for every age since you were born. So, we can be considered childhood sweethearts, right?"

Sang Ran looked at the person in front of him, so shocked that he couldn't speak.

He always gave her a more enthusiastic response when he received Sang Ran's love.

It's not about taking away her home turf, but about making her happy.

Sang Ran suddenly wanted to know everything about him and her, those corners that she had forgotten or didn't care about, what he was doing, what he was thinking?

"Pei Jingping, tell me all the stories between us, okay?"

"it is good."

......

The ending of the fairy tale will end in a happy life, so let our sincere heart be a witness.

Forgetting will not be the point of the story.

If you don't remember.

Then let me spend the rest of my life telling you about it.

An indescribable heartbeat rate.

Then show it through action.

"A bamboo stick is pierced in the middle, and the hawthorn and rock sugar are connected on both sides. Life is sometimes not as expected, but sweetness always outweighs sourness."

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The main text of this novel ends here. I would like to thank every friend who has read to the end.

There may be many imperfections, but I will always maintain a mindset of concentrating on learning and use all my current abilities to complete each work as best as possible.

When writing this novel, I also felt some different kind of excitement and excitement. Every small urging for more updates would make my originally confused heart firm.

Through words, we build a bridge of spiritual communication between souls that have never met.

I always feel that the characters' stories are not over yet. They describe their lives to me in my mind, and I retell them as best as I can.

In some parallel universe, I firmly believe that there will be Pei Jingping and Sang Ran.

Once again, thank you to everyone who read this.

thank you all.

(The extra chapter will be released in the next few days)