Thursday, June 9, 2011

Being A Little Happy Woman

In this small cold night, I was calm in the yellow roses "melody, your telephone suddenly cut the quiet night, I quickly took up, telephone the spread your cries of the hum...

You said, because yesterday evening a strange phone, did you have a fight, he suspected your heart with another person...  louis vuitton monogram denim

I said, how can so?

You say, he is thinking, it's almost midnight, he let you connect also sleep fails, you want to work at 2 o 'clock? Say, you crying again, that cry QiQiCanCan, my heart throbbing...

The telephone was his vaguely of voice, I said, you give him the telephone, let me talk to him?

On his phone, quiet after hearing his voice, I smiled, originally he is love you, because love so jealous, so nervous; For fear of losing, so want to tightly hold in your hand; Because treasure, so felt humbled than others, everywhere, the old think to your little, let you and he wronged...  louis vuitton monogram idylle

It is a kind of fear fell I held in my hand, including in the mouth of the love, fear to you should be happy: oh, don't let other people's fault, took belongs to your happiness...

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