The driver scratched his head and smiled, and suddenly remembered that his young master was no match for this delicate little girl in front of him. What he should worry about were those prodigal sons who did not know how to live or die, coveted Su Mang's beauty, and dared to take Su Mang's idea!

A few minutes later, Su Mang sat alone by the lake, looking at the falling flowers on the lake, full of melancholy.

Suddenly a stone was thrown into the lake in front of her, and a large splash of water fell on her face and body.

She looked back in annoyance, and there was a young man standing not far behind her, with a playful smile on his brows and eyes, staring at her.

His delicate face is perfectly carved like jade, and a pair of black agate-like eyes are embedded in his delicate face, which are clearer and brighter than jewels, but there is an evil spirit in the corners of his brows and eyes, an indescribable charm.

Su Mang looked familiar to the boy, but couldn't figure out who he was.

She has always had a good memory, and it's an exaggeration to say that she never forgets, but as long as she has never forgotten what she wants to remember, since she has forgotten it, then he must be an insignificant passerby, so she can't remember it.

Since he was an irrelevant person, Su Mang simply didn't think about it, snorted coldly and looked away from him, "My girl is in a bad mood today, if you are not itchy and looking for a beating, then stay away from me. "

Seeing Su Mang turning a blind eye to him, the young man suddenly became angry, as if he was unwilling or disappointed, but his face remained unchanged, with that evil smile still on the corner of his lips, he leisurely walked over to Su Mang and sat down.

Su Mang was so annoyed that he didn't bother to pay attention to him and didn't even look at him. He just took the stones under his feet and threw them into the lake, watching the ripples in the water slowly swaying round and round.

"What? Are you in a bad mood?" The young man stared at her and asked lazily.

Su Mang glanced at him.

She was sitting here to see that it was quiet. Since the crows came running up and screaming, it was no longer clean, so there was no need for her to stay here any longer.

She got up and wanted to leave, but the boy grabbed her arm, "Su Mang!"

Su Mang looked back, a trace of surprise flashed in his eyes, "You know me?"

There was some anger in the boy's eyes.

She actually forgot him so completely!

How dare she forget him so completely?

He, Long Yichen, was born as the proud son of heaven, who would not hold him in admiration when he saw him?

In the circle of friends, he is regarded as the leader, even the enemy dare not underestimate him, let alone a woman!

Which woman is not overwhelmed by his looks?

Even if there is a real famous Shuyuan who does not take the initiative to throw herself into her arms because of her restraint and upbringing, she will glance at him from the corner of her eyes as if nothing, just one glance will haunt her dreams, and she will never forget. .

And she!

She had completely forgotten about him!

Although he was angry in his heart, the corners of his lips still held that seemingly evil smile, but the hand holding Su Mang's arm gained some strength.

"You really can't remember who I am? The consequences of not remembering are very serious! Su Mang!" He squinted his eyes and shouted heavily, with a wicked and arrogant voice.

Su Mang looked at him with a frown, the delicate and seductive appearance in front of her eyes gradually overlapped with the smirking boy in the depths of her memory.

"Long Yichen?" She frowned and couldn't help blurting out his name.

Only then did Long Yichen smile in satisfaction, let go of Su Mang's hand, and the corners of his lips rose even more, "Why are you in a bad mood? Where's Jiang Liuyun?"

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