Flash marriage president is too dominant

The melodious music came, and Rino's entrance was like chucking a little rabbit, popping and popping. Waiting time, every minute, every second, my heart is like Mount Tai, beating drums suddenly.

It seemed that after waiting for a century, a familiar voice finally came from that end: "Hello, who?"

Low and indifferent, but as sexy as ever.

Holding the mobile phone, Rino was inexplicably nervous and excited, and didn't make a sound for a long time.

"Hello! I am Feng Yimo -- "

After adjusting her breath, Li Nuo just opened her mouth, but her slightly sharp voice came back with charming drops:

"Feng Shao, who? It's not important. You want to break the appointment? You promised people... To listen to my lecture! "

A very clear female voice, once heard, is very close.

Without thinking, Rino hung up the phone with a "pop": is there really a woman around him?

Listen to the lecture?

He's going to a women's lecture? When did he become so free and considerate?

Unconsciously, Rino's eyes were sour: what dream is she still having! Does she still want him to read her and guard for him?

With a dry smile, Rino suddenly felt that she was the world. She was not unreasonable. She didn't ask him to be alone for her all his life, but why? Why can't you hold on for so little time?

How cheap is her love, besides him?

Cheap?

Oh, yeah! Maybe it's just a romantic encounter between them!

She regarded him as the only one in her life. He just regarded her as one of the ten thousand flowers!

No matter what happened, she always looked forward to it. She didn't believe he would become like this, but the reality slapped her in the face again.

That night, the burden on her heart was removed, but Li Nuo tossed and turned with her clothes and wet her pillow towel with tears.

On the other side, a Russian lecture by sun Yingxi was stopped on the university campus. Feng Yimo was absent-minded throughout the whole process.

He can't understand Russian. But her voice was as like as two peas, and as long as he closed his eyes, it was as if she were beside him, especially when she could speak Russian, and he said it well, just as he had been singing at home when he was talking with his little pear.

Listen, Feng Yimo narrowed his eyes and unconsciously began to nap.

How long has it been? I don't know what it's like to be sleepy, but at this moment, he has a clear sense of fatigue. His mind is full of Li Nuo muttering with headphones. Several times, he asked her if she was scolding him in Russian. Every time, she giggled and asked him to remind him when he quarreled next time!

His little pear, like her, always likes to laugh and make trouble. No matter how unhappy he is, he won't bring unhappiness to others!

How, how, always so heartless, but cute to explode!

In a trance, he seemed to feel someone calling himself. Feng Yimo opened his eyes and saw sun Yingxi standing beside him. Most of the seats around him were empty, and the rest were almost women.

"Finished?"

Sit up straight, seal Yimo turned his stiff head, then got up and sorted out his slightly wrinkled clothes. His tone was not urgent or slow, and there was no shame or panic of being caught.

"Well, isn't it boring?" Put him to sleep? This is absolutely a great blasphemy and disrespect to the lecturers.

And all this, as far as Feng Yimo is concerned, doesn't matter at all. He said truthfully: "no, it sounds good! Your voice is beautiful! "

Suddenly, sun Yingxi giggled: "Feng Shao can really talk!"

Knowing that he didn't understand, she thought about it. In this way, he was willing to come. Does it also represent a liking attitude? Suddenly, her mood soared:

"It's still early! The night market around the university is at a climax. Let's go and have a look! "

"Good!"

Anyway, he couldn't sleep at all. Feng Yimo just moved, and suddenly a faint smell of jasmine hit him. Suddenly, his eyebrows twisted off:

"Your smell..."

At night? Did he not smell it, or did he just spray it?

I love it very much. It is said that he likes Jasmine best. The places where he used to live were full of jasmine.

Looking down, sun Yingxi also smiled and hooked her lower lip. She just remembered. The perfume was kept short, she sprayed before going out, but unfortunately she was almost covered by the powder of the rouge and the delicacy of food.

As soon as his eyes sank, Feng Yimo looked at her and his eyes changed instantly: his little pear hates Jasmine most!

It's different from his little pear!

"I suddenly remembered something else! It's getting late. Let's go! "

When the voice fell, Feng Yimo had strided a long distance. He raised his eyes. Sun Yingxi looked puzzled: what's going on? Why are you suddenly angry? Did she say something wrong?

Without time to think carefully, she strode to catch up.

When he got home, Feng Yimo took a shower first and washed it several times seriously: his little pear doesn't like the smell of jasmine. His little pear likes to be clean!

After making sure he was clean and had no residual smell, he went to bed and put her pillow around his arm.

At the head of the bed, after drinking a glass of red wine, he began to turn over his mobile phone, wechat chat records, space, saved wedding photos and various photos, and listened to the voice left by Rino over and over again:

"Xiao Li, I miss you so much! Why did you leave me? Why did you leave me alone? "

"Do you know that without you, I'm like walking dead and dreaming every day. Life is better than death! Why is God so cruel, just give me the expectation of happiness, take it away? "

"You will miss me in that world, won't you? If you miss me, come to my dream! "