Billion Spoils: President's Exclusive Sweet Wife

On the plane to Luocheng, junle Yan glanced at Mei Beichen sitting next to her, closed his eyes, like taking a nap.

Although he promised to go back to the city with him, he didn't talk to her after that.

Junle Yan gently stroked the left side of his shoulder. In the cemetery, when he held her, he was buried on her shoulder. His breath sprayed on it, as if there was still a trace of residual temperature.

When he said "OK", she thought of what he said in front of his parents' tombstone.

It's just that these two "good" times have completely different feelings.

She could feel that his promise this time was like a bet on himself. In fact, his heart still loves her, because he loves her, so when he holds her, she can feel his struggle so clearly.

Therefore, even if the words of blood curse and life depend sound so illusory and impractical, even if he thinks she has cheated him again and again, he is still willing to come back to the city with her.

I just didn't expect that seven years later, and he fell back to the city for the first time, but under such circumstances.

Originally, they thought they would happily fall back to the city. Originally, they thought that because he was her life and the person she was willing to deliver with her life, he was qualified to know everything in the ancestral hall of the king's family.

But now, the ancestral hall of Jun's family has become her driftwood and her last glimmer of hope.

When he went to the ancestral hall of Jun's house, would he believe everything she said? There are too many entanglements between your family's past and life, and what about him? What would you think of her feelings for him?

What she fears most is that he will think she wants to use him to relieve pain.

Will you misunderstand? If the man she has loved for so many years still doesn't believe her love at that stage, what should she do?

Junle Yan looked at Mei Beichen, couldn't help raising his hand and stretched out towards Mei Beichen's face. He just stopped when his hand was only about one centimeter away from his face.

Fingers, as long as a little forward, can touch him, but why does she feel that the distance between him and her is so far?

Close at hand, but like the end of the world.

Sometimes, it seems that with the change of time and life, we can understand the meaning of this sentence more and more.

Suddenly, the originally closed black eyes opened, and she suddenly looked at him. Subconsciously, she would take back her hand, but then, her hand had been held by him.

"What were you going to do just now?" he asked. His dark eyes made people wonder what he was thinking at the moment.

"Nothing." junle Yan bit his lip slightly.

"What the hell are you going to show me, city?" he asked.

"When you see it, you'll know," she said.

His eyes were fixed on her and suddenly said, "I used to think that I should be the one who knows you best, but originally, I can't you at all. It was so seven years ago, and it's the same now. Jun Leyan, you kept saying you love me, but how many times did you hide it from me? You said that the breakup was for my sake, did you ask my opinion? Do you think it's good, and it's really good for me?"