Before I was a bachelor's student in the movie Sexy Bargh. Let me say that until the end
Do not read or comment. If there is a problem in writing, you should forgive your greatness. Sexy is the first time that the story
I will write Shah Kass. If you wanted and agreed, the next parts
I also write. Well, let's start with someone and evil. I got a card in our city and a year has passed since
I have a bachelor's degree in a city near our city
I had started. I was in the 3rd semester of the nipple, I picked up the signal in that semester (electric kids know what lesson
Hardness) and the cousin of our class is about 60 people
6 or 7 of them were girls.
Be careful. As usual, after Eid, I went to Iran to say that
I had opened a shop in our own city, so I would go to university less, or if I did, I would not stay there and I would return when my class was over, but I had a house. It was the same with the kids who had rented the house before the semester, and I was just renting. How is it possible that the semester starts at the beginning of the semester or the Eid holidays are not closed? When I looked at the two people on my right and left, I saw that it was as if the elementary school children were writing a line and scrambling. I said that I could not get a correct and accurate booklet. Kurd wants to take me in the middle of the semester. We who had dropped out. He had a 2% score at the end of the semester. It was a week before the exam that I had taken out of my previous class, which had ended earlier, and I was standing in front of the board when I saw one of the girls in our class who I had looked at a few times and there was nothing wrong with me in the hall. I said to myself, "Now is the time." I went forward and greeted him (my heart was pounding in my mouth). He answered me very openly. He gave her a pamphlet. We, who were at Mirza Qeshm Sham's wedding party, got the pamphlet. I came and told him that it is okay to have a photo of you until the end of the class. Here is the photo you took. (Aha, in the university, there are a few girls. A group of these young men who, if you say give them a pamphlet, think they want to do it. It's bad now) but this lady that I found out later's name …… ..he was not one of these categories. She was very beautiful (in my opinion) and a chador and very respectful. He is in charge of an office and that is why I was not looking for Zaid Bazi, maybe I did not know. I had never tried. I, who was a positive child and had a bloody lesson (of course, not as much as you think), would sit in the front and sometimes the paper would be given to me first by the teacher and I would write the first name. He knew me and my family (I found out later). Bring me out of her case. Well, little by little, I was falling in love with sobriety and beauty. I had to tell my opinion to a girl for the first time. (I have not seen a girl who is one of the people whose nose gets wet with asphalt when they see a girl.) But I did not trust his words very much, oh, I could not blink as fast as he could and jaw behind the phone. I turned around and wrote the name in the SMS. I am so-and-so and from ……… ..you like the summary. If it is not black, tell me your opinion. I saw that he did not answer. I regretted my work, but what is the use of it? Yes, I heard the sound of an SMS. Answer me and from these words. We were having a seismic attack with the children. I did not want him to play for Zaid and I understood this myself. A few weeks passed and the exams were over. Let me say that I have written like this since the day of the booklet until now, the last 3 months) It was summer and I was in the shop because my work is such that summers are very busy for us. It was 10 o'clock in the morning when my ear rang. I was lucky that my father was not in the shop, otherwise he would have known that it was a news item. My color had turned white like chalk. I had locked what to do. I answered briefly. I saw a Nazi voice saying hello. I recognized that his voice was his own, and after greeting him, he said, "You must forgive me for leaving you unanswered for a few weeks." He said, "I understood what you meant from the beginning and I had to think, and now I have reached this conclusion and I called your service. Well, after all the conversations, he said that I have no problem with your request. I have been there for about 3 or 4 months." We were in a relationship and in these few months I discovered things that you may not believe, for example, that a year ago when he and I entered the university, he saw me and liked me and even did field research about me. How am I open or not? Know that he did not say no to all the college kids and even wore a ring that I had not seen a donkey. If not, I would not go forward. He has been wanting me for about 2 years and I have been in love with him for 1 year. After this time, my business also prospered thanks to God and I bought a car (do not think I bought a Lamborghini) and my hand went completely in my pocket. I was also upset that we were not close to each other. So the two of us decided to do something. Of course, his father is in their own city and my father is in our own city. I decided to tell my family and I did this one day when, by chance, my grandfather and grandfather were also at our house. I went home without giving a Chinese introduction. See how it is. They were all dry except my grandmother. This was a repetitive topic, and as soon as I said it, he laughed and the others laughed like idols. I did not go, I went out and went around for a while and went to the shop. I did not go at night, I was embarrassed to look into my dad's eyes. Only this, a part of you in Miarno and nothing else. During this time, I was in contact with Negar and he gave me good advice. I pulled it out from under my dad's tongue. I thought, "Negar, I said, 'What is this Negar doing in the morning again?' I was so scared, I answered and said, "Where are you, baby? I have a card office." I asked the address of Khonshoo from the university and this is my last name. We were here when I went to the office. My father was used to the advice and words that my mother did not want him to understand, either in the office or in the car. I went to the office. I went to greet him and he told me to sit down, he was flipping through the cards of his letters and signing them. Now I was left and my dad and those staring eyes of my dad who turned out to be talking a lot. He started talking I was waiting to tell him why you did not come home last night but he did not say at all. For a moment, my father left and wanted to laugh, but he stopped himself. But I understood. After a few more questions, I answered them. And I went to the shop. At noon, when I went home for lunch, my father turned to me and said, "I called and made an appointment to go to their blood. I was cutting my horns. How he coped with the reference in less than 24 hours and gave a positive answer. I, who was already in my head, saw that they were eating sugar. I forgot, I did something, now his father is bleeding. After 10 minutes, I saw that he was calling. I breathed and the sugar was melting in his mouth. That this issue was so pleasing to me that I did not say anymore that my father told me to call Babat and we all agreed that the case was going sooner than we thought. In short ……. . They should call and make an appointment for 5 Saturdays next week, which was about 10 days away. We have not been friends for 10 year now. Last night was a wedding day and I's my father and mother and …… We went to the housekeeper. Administrative issues with Mr. زدن. I was having trouble talking. I was reciting for 1 minutes. Until the brief came to our subject. I did not say a single thing that it was going to be a hype to come and see. I prefer and there is a Nescafe that I like very much and I also bought it for Negar. I did not know if I would laugh there or if I was going to eat. As hot as it was, I ate so that no one would notice this story. It got to the point where telling the girl and the boy to talk a little. I was waiting for an excuse to go out for a long time. The issue was sorted out. ) And on the one hand, what the thinker would have done if it had been a painting, and …………. Sending us to a room to talk, for example. I did not reach the room. I told my daughter, what did you do? I wanted to catch him and beat him well, he's disbelieved in me. Then he said you were in a beautiful suit. I knew it would break. Then he said Nescafe I made was tastier or you make it yourself and you laugh again. You laughed so much that I told myself to go out, I understand this because the taste was badly painted. In short, I can not understand your head. Excuse me. During this time, I knew more about the currents of housekeeping than our own house. As the issues in our house were discussed, it was clear that my mother liked Negar Khanum. Because sometimes I heard her talking to this and that one about Negar and explaining that my God was a definition. Mamannegar gave it to us again after the field research and told us that we had no problem with Omdenton. We went and talked about the issues that arise in any marriage. It was good that Negar told me the places they loved and I told my father that I wanted it that way and the places that my family cared about. I said and he did it. There was no problem that night and we were scheduled to go and get married the next day. Number. These stories lasted so long (especially Negar's family research) that the semester of university had begun and I had to come at night to go to class tomorrow. We were my dad's car. I would like to say that the city where we were students was passing through our city. I got up and woke Negar and we walked to the city of our couple, which was 1 hours away. On the way we came, Negar described our blood that you did not say that your blood is very beautiful and from these words. My God, it is beautiful about 300 meters below the building and it is broken and its design is very beautiful. Negar also had classes until noon. I went home at night and told the children that I had become a chicken coop. Kelly nodded and said that if there is no disturbance, go so that my wife can come tonight. They used to gather their belongings before I told them that they loved me very much. I was also a good friend. I took them to one of the children's house and went to look for the children. Good cleaning. We went to the house with Negar, who was really surprised. He said that the boys' dormitory was so clean. The bad taste was kind of a drunkenness, it was the turn of the unveiling ceremony. I will never forget that night. Know that something that is always more delicious than someone else's. It was glorious, not one of these empty stories that some people write. Now I have set up a small factory in our city and my financial situation is getting better day by day. I will definitely continue my studies as much as I can. We live in our own house now, and now that a few years have passed since that story, every few months when families get together, I tell them one of my misdeeds and Negar, and they all laugh. A few days ago, I explained the case of Nescafe to them, so I wrote much more about it. Honestly, your comments are important to me and encourage me about our next stories. I just got acquainted with this site and I must say that this story is not real and is born of my own mind. It is a fictional story. I prefer these stories to False stories. I mean, the attention of the people who write the story first. This is a fictional story that some people may not read. Or they read it reluctantly.
