Deep Love: Young Master's Sweetheart

Stupid girl, stupid girl.

Looking at her, he remembered the investigation report about her in the mailbox that had not been opened in time. He suddenly wanted to know her experience in the United States. It was a mystery that lured him to solve it.

Bent down and printed a kiss on her forehead, Fengming crane immediately put on his morning jacket and turned on the switch of the computer host.

Suddenly I felt that the computer was really slow.

When he received a call in the morning that he had sorted out her information in the United States, he always wanted to open the mailbox, but Fang Qingyan was there, so everything was changed to this time.

The computer is on.

The mailbox is open.

His hand suddenly shook and even panicked.

God, he's a man. How can he panic?

It's just some unknown past of her past.

If you read it like a story, you won't care.

When the email was opened, Yang Ziyi appeared in front of him. Suddenly, he was stunned.

It was a man, exactly a black man. At this time, the man was kissing Ziyi. The woman in the photo was bare on her shoulders. He could clearly see an English word written on her: pet.

It's another photo. All of them are a group photo of her and the man.

All kinds of postures, all kinds of expressions.

Men's enjoyment, her is a touch of pain that is not easy to detect, but looking at her eyes in the picture, he can clearly feel that she was in pain at that time.

Finally, he closed the mailbox. He didn't want to see the photos anymore. He finally understood why she kept asking him if he thought she was dirty?

The man wants her. She feels dirty.

Yang Ziyi, what kind of painful experience has she experienced?

Turning his head, he looked at her in a daze on the bed. For a long time, he got up and opened her backpack. He found her bottle of aftercare medicine, and then quietly changed into another pill similar to this bottle of medicine.

At night, he began to think deeply about her past. He wanted to give her and himself a child

Or, it will be difficult, but this time, he has his heart.

Love, really love.

Like at the beginning, he loved lol, as strong as fire.

The early morning wind blew her hair messy, and Ziyi sat in the car a little flustered.

I'm really leaving for the place where she and awei once agreed to go. I turn my head slightly. Feng Minghe is driving the car attentively. His eyes are deep, so that she can't understand him more and more.

He said he loved her, as if she really felt his love, but why did she feel so far away from him.

"Ah he..." she called. Only when she listened to the voice could she have a sense of reality. He really wanted to accompany her to Tibet.

"Hmm?" he glanced at her and hurried back to look at the road in front of the car.

"Do you miss her?" she asked low. Although it was inappropriate to ask this at this time, she still felt strange to think that he would accompany him to find awei. Would he also miss luo'er?

"Who?" Feng Minghe asked suspiciously without any reaction.

"Oh, would you... Would you miss lol."

Fengming crane's heart was shocked. These days, he seemed to have forgotten luo'er. Only at the moment Fang Qingyan appeared, luo'er would float back to his heart. Luo'er was still the same. He would drink some liquid soup. However, he could not speak at all and could not recognize anyone. In fact, the operation could be called a failure. He was speechless all of a sudden, I really don't know how to answer Ziyi. He's really bad, because he really forgot luo'er.

Fengming crane chose silence, because Ziyi's question really made it difficult for him to answer.

For a long time, the silence in the car made Ziyi's lips bend with a smile. His no answer made it clear to her that he was afraid of her sadness, so he didn't say he was missing luo'er.

After that, the car was quiet until it stopped in the parking lot of the airport. "What about the car?" she suddenly made a noise when she got off the bus.

"Stay here and drive back when we come back."

He was thoughtful, but it was really convenient to have a car. She smiled and said politely, "thank you."

"When you come back, go to learn the car. It's convenient to go out after learning the car."

"No." she is a light, temporary companion. Because he is a good companion, she will have a very down-to-earth feeling with him.

"Why?" two people stepped onto the elevator from the parking lot. In a jacket and casual pants, he looked more fashionable and more sexual than the other person in the office.

"I'm naturally afraid of driving that kind of thing. I'd better take a car." if I really learned it, when I get used to driving, I suddenly don't have a car. That kind of feeling must be bad. She told herself never to indulge in the seemingly beautiful dream he knitted for her, because nothing is true when I wake up. She doesn't want that kind of illusory thing and unfounded feeling. In fact, No.

"Try it first and give up if you can't." he was persuading her. The question in his mind was that she seemed to really love ouyangwei, but why did she say she hated ouyangwei and why did she separate from ouyangwei? And the black man in the mailbox, why did she become the black woman?

He had many questions to ask her, but he knew that now was not the best time to ask her. If she didn't say, he forced him to ask, which would only make her uneasy and disgusted.

A woman's heart is the submarine needle, which makes him more and more unable to see through.

Feng Minghe handed her ticket, boarding pass and even ID card to the airport attendant. She was like a good child. She just remembered to stand on his side and let him take care of everything.

Two big travel bags, one on his shoulder and the other in his hand, and there is only a small backpack on her shoulder. Every time she wants to help him, he says he wants to deposit it, so she doesn't have to take it.

Sure enough, when he went to the security check with his boarding pass, there was only a small backpack left in his hand, "Ziyi, here." he took her and stood in line at the security check place with the least number of people. There were so many people to travel and many flights. Everyone wanted to go to different places. Only the man behind her wanted to go to the same place as her.

After the security check, there is waiting. The departure time and arrival of each flight are flashing on a large screen. Fengming crane looks at that, Ziyi looks at another, which is a TV program of the local station. At this time, a youth idol drama is being staged. The picture is beautiful and moving, just like a fairy tale, which makes people excited.

"Ziyi, we're going to get on the plane. Let's go." with a gentle push of the hand of the singing crane on her shoulder, she was too distracted. However, he really didn't like those idol dramas without nutrition at all. Only little girls like to watch them, but Yang Ziyi, she's so old.

"Oh, OK." when she came back, she stood up in a little panic. She got up in a hurry. Her nose hit his chin. It hurt a little. She didn't care. She smiled, "let's go."

"Does it hurt?"

"Nothing."

To board the plane, fengminghe didn't think about anything. With his boarding pass, two people walked to the ticket gate.

She was in front and he was behind her. In his memory, this was the second time he took a woman on a trip. At that time, he never thought that he would take other women except luo'er on a trip in the future. What's more, he didn't think that the woman he took out was not for him, but for another man, and he knew everything.

What is willingness?

When he handed the boarding pass to the waiter, he thought he might have received her cup.

The beautiful service lady operated skillfully. Suddenly, she shouted, "Miss, you have a nosebleed."

"Ah..." Ziyi looked around as if she was a woman. In addition, she also felt that there was something wrong on her nose. She reached out to wipe it. Fengming crane hurriedly stopped, "don't use your hand. I'll give you a wet towel right away." he remembered that there was a wet towel in her backpack, pulled her and stood in the aisle, Open the zipper of her backpack, take it out again and again, and then find the wet towel. Take it in his hand. He carefully wiped her nose, "he said it didn't hurt. It's bleeding."

He rubbed it so carefully that the people around him who were catching up with the plane couldn't help shooting their eyes at them.

"Ah he, get on the plane first. I'm fine. Maybe the capillaries in my nose are broken. It'll be fine in a minute."

He tore a little paper and stuffed it into her nostrils. "It's ugly, let's go." holding her hand, as if he was afraid of losing her, the two soon got on the plane.

"The ticket was booked late. There is no first-class seat. There is a window seat. You can sit in it."

She sat in obediently. He thoughtfully arranged everything for her, even her seat belt. He smoked the open wet towel in his hand, "Ziyi, turn around."

"Hmm?" she turned her head in confusion and didn't know what he was going to do.

"There's still blood on her nose. I'll clean it for you." he took away the small wet towel stuffed in her nose. The blood stopped flowing. He watched him wipe the blood for her again. He didn't even fasten his own seat belt. As soon as her nose was sour and her head tilted, she leaned against his shoulder, "ah he, don't be so nice to me." it would be addictive, If one day lost, she will be very sad.

He sniffed the soft fragrance and the smell of her hair. The two people's trip was like a dream, "don't think so much. In fact, life is usually the most fair." God made him lose luo'er, but gave him a Ziyi.

"Sir, please fasten your seat belt." seeing that the plane is about to take off, the stewardess is a little embarrassed to disturb the two people together. However, duty is duty. This is a rule, and no one can violate it.