How can the president be fierce

Chapter 2685 Sweet Marriage Chapter 1247 You will meet another girl, and you will like her very much.

Deng Meng was still angry: "Do you know that this kind of behavior is immoral? If your attitude hadn't been vague before, she wouldn't have thought that you were with her by default. She always felt that I was meddling. I was the mistress who snatched you away, you...you, can you stop first?!!"

"Sorry, no."

"..."

……

As night fell, An Luo looked at the time, it was almost time, and she came out of the backyard dragging the suitcases that had been packed in advance.

After nightfall, the North Residence looked extraordinarily empty and deep.

The trunk slid across the cobbled floor with a thud, thud, thud, that seemed to reach the horizon.

She walked very slowly, and it took nearly 10 minutes on foot from the dormitory to the door.

10 minutes, whether it is long or short, is almost her whole life.

Passing through the semi-circular corridor, turning a corner, and seeing a familiar figure by the fountain in the distance.

The colorful fountain looked particularly dazzling at night. He was wearing a very formal black suit and bow tie. He looked like he had just returned from a formal occasion, but he didn't know why he was sitting there.

Probably because I was afraid that it would be too depressing after entering, so I wanted to get some fresh air outside first, and the weather tonight is really good, the wind is very soft, and the air is also very good.

After hesitating for a moment, he dragged the suitcase and leaned over.

There was a cool night wind blowing from him, and he could vaguely smell the faint aroma of wine.

Drunk.

Probably hearing the sound of the suitcase sliding across the ground, the man raised his head, his thin black eyes were sleepily half-opened, and when he saw her, he raised his right hand slightly: "Come here."

The alcohol-soaked voice is particularly demagogic.

An Luo squeezed her little hands nervously, let go of the suitcase, and walked over: "You're drunk."

"Ah."

Bei Fanxing was really drunk, and the arrogance and arrogance of the past were gone. At this moment, he was shrouded in the soft light of the fountain, and he seemed strangely gentle.

"Ever been to the Caribbean?" he asked.

An Luo nodded: "I've been."

"Ok?"

The man raised his brows quite unexpectedly, but his eyes were always covered with a layer of drunkenness, he hummed and laughed: "Been there?"

"Well, the sky is very blue, the water is very clear, the coconut trees are tall, and the shells picked up by the beach are also very big and beautiful."

"Which island did you go to?"

"..."

An Luo suddenly stopped talking, and stared at him with black and white eyes for a moment. After a while, her red lips parted slightly, and she called his name word by word: "Bei Fanxing."

The man seemed to be tired and impatient. He raised his hand and rubbed the space between his brows, and his voice became a little vague: "What... what?"

An Luo raised her hand to feel in her pocket, and found a coin. After playing with her palm for a while, she knelt down in front of him and held his hand that was so cold that she couldn't feel body temperature: "One day in the future, you will When you meet another girl, you will like her very much, you will not work hard, escape to the Caribbean, stare at black tulips in a daze, and be alone all the time."

With two hands, one big and one small, raised slightly, the coin threw a perfect arc in mid-air, and fell into the water with a bang.

Bei Fanxing swayed, but managed to sit still.

In the ear, I can vaguely hear what someone is saying.

Try to open your eyes wide, the scenery in front of you is layer upon layer, and you can't see clearly, it seems that there is a slender figure, with its back to him, moving away a little bit...

(End of this chapter)