his allure

Chapter 135 A single back view is so confusing
But fortunately, she was only moved by her heart, and she hadn't had time to love him yet.

But he told him that he would not blame him, he was serious.

I won't blame it, but I won't believe it unreservedly like before.

The plane slowly left the flat ground, Zheng gently closed his eyes, and tears soaked the eye mask...

Country F.

In a foreign country, all the people who come and go are blond and blue-eyed white-skinned people.Zheng Wei was in it, almost in a trance.

This is a very different world.

She saw many flowers with unknown names blooming enthusiastically in the dark wooden flower beds beside the road.

There are evergreen trees planted beside the river, which sway slightly when blown by the wind.

European-style retro buildings stand in it and complement each other.

This is a wealthy area in the city center. It doesn't have a heavy commercial atmosphere, but it is quiet and close to nature.

The residence that Shen Zhao arranged for Zheng Qingqing is one of the duplex buildings.Wooden structure, blue and white.

At this time, Zheng Qingwei was standing outside the private garden of the small building, holding the phone, listening to the busy tone on the phone, there was a gloomy look between his brows and eyes.

Shen Zhao's phone call was not connected.

He only sent himself the address of his residence, followed by a huge sum of money, and nothing else.No pleasantries, no concern.

At best, it's just a text message of "Pay attention to your body".

Zheng Weiwei stood at the door and started to drag his luggage inside, when it started to rain lightly in the sky.

She turned the door with the key, without paying attention, the luggage rolled down the cobblestone steps.

Without any hesitation, Zheng Weiqing immediately chased after her, and followed her luggage all the way to the side of the road.

She picked up the luggage, and when she straightened up panting, she froze slightly.

What kind of man is that?

With his back to himself, he stood on the Yubai stone beam bridge, with a straight back and a tall stature.He was wearing a white coat.Under the shroud of rain and mist, his whole body exuded a subtle white halo.His hair color is very black, and the skin around his neck is very white. The contrast is very strong, and it is also very clean and transparent.

He was probably talking to someone, with his fingers pressed against his ear, there was a metallic luster from the phone.

Zheng Qingqing has never seen such a man before, just a back view is so deceptive.

Compared with ink, it can be picturesque.

She almost held her breath cautiously, but her feet seemed to be rooted, and she couldn't move at all.

But soon, the man turned around slowly.

It was the face of an oriental man.

A long, long time later, when Zheng Weiwei was confined by Shen Zhao in that small room, thinking of this scene, she still wanted to cry.

In this world, how could there be such a gentle and delicate face, with gentleness between the brows and eyes, and a soft mist.Those eyes are so beautiful.The arcs at the ends of the eyes are just right, captivating.

He seemed to see Zheng Qingwei looking at him, he was slightly startled, after that, his eyebrows stretched, and he smiled inclusively.

Zheng Qingqing was relieved of the little bit of bewilderment left in her heart.

She nodded towards him, and then left with a rapid heartbeat...

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After Zheng Qingqing sorted everything out, it was already evening.

The phone vibrated slightly, it was Shen Zhao's call.

Zheng Qingwei looked at the incoming call reminder on the screen, and for some reason, his eyes were a little red.

She took a deep breath and connected the phone.

The person on the other end of the phone was slightly silent, and then said softly: "Ah Qing, is there anything you are not used to over there?"

(End of this chapter)