Play coquettish with Joe

Chapter 1334 Raw Rice Cooked Mature Rice
"Ding--"

The elevator door opens.

Ye Jiaqi raised his head in a daze, and arrived, the ground floor, the first floor.

She ran out of the elevator, walked through the hotel lobby, and ran straight into the dead of winter in Beijing.

As soon as I left the hotel, there was a double sky of ice and fire.

A gust of cold wind blew on her body, she couldn't help but trembled again, her arms were tightly held, her steps were messy.

She didn't know where to go, she hid under the tree beside the road, silently watching this familiar yet unfamiliar city.

The traffic on the road is like flowing water, horses are like dragons, and pedestrians are like a shuttle, it is still lively.

But she was aimless.

The cold winter wind was bitingly cold, blowing to her neck, it was cold.

There was a fire in her body "Ceng Ceng", which couldn't be extinguished no matter what, the whole person was like being in a desert, manic and unbearable.

"It's so uncomfortable..." Ye Jiaqi frowned uncomfortably.

Is the medicine so powerful?She just took a sip.

The cold wind was blowing on her body, it was cold outside and hot inside, she was so painful that she was about to burst.

This feeling has never been there before.

The wind blew her long hair, and her hair was messy, with tears on her face.

It's better when the wind blows over, but it's cold.

She stood under the tree blankly, not knowing where to go for a while.

She didn't know how long she stood there, but she saw a familiar figure hurrying past the hotel.

The woman, wearing a mask and high heels, flashes past after entering the hotel.

Ye Jiaqi's eyes blurred for a moment.

Although she hadn't met Han Yurou a few times, she remembered Han Yurou's appearance, petite and exquisite, with a graceful figure.

Her deepest impression on Han Yurou was her smile.

Han Yurou's smile is very sweet, with a trace of student air, but also like a little princess who has been spoiled and grown up, very gentle.

Ye Jiaqi looked in the direction of the hotel entrance, with bitterness on the corner of his lips.

When Han Yurou went up, everything was over.

However, everything can start again.

"Josnian, you won't blame me, right..." Ye Jiaqi looked at the hotel and muttered.

He won't blame her.

He couldn't bear to blame her either.

Ye Jiaqi's heart trembled again when he thought of snuggling up in his arms at night.

One of her favorite things to do is to nest in his arms, like a lazy cat, but she will lose him forever in the future.

She could no longer cuddle in his arms.

From then on, there will be another woman by his side.

Ye Jiaqi's mind was in a mess and he was a little confused.

This image pops up in my mind for a while, and that image jumps out for a while.

She supported the tree trunk, and suddenly, squatted down, crying loudly——

Like a lost child, she buried her head in her knees, crying, crying uncontrollably.

In the indifferent city, no one would stop for her, she cried hard, she knew... this was the last time she cried for him.

In the future, no one will wipe away her tears and laugh at her "why she loves to cry so much".

The cold wind blew on her body, and she curled up, homeless.

She didn't know if he would blame her, but he would not do anything to her when the raw rice was cooked.

She asked him what she would do if she made a mistake.

He said that if it is not serious, he can condone it.

This mistake, he will indulge her.

She will leave early tomorrow morning. She hopes that she can hear good news from Qiao's Group in the future.

He wants to be fine.

In the dark corner, Ye Jiaqi was crying, tears wet her collar.

In the future, whether he scolds her or hates her, she will not refute.

(End of this chapter)