His Long Love

Meng Qingge picked out a black and white dress for herself, and then a silk scarf of different colors.

Ji Wanzhou chose a suit with black and white stripes and a tie of different colors.

After picking, Meng Qingge did not rush to wear it, but came to the railing on the second floor and called to the Ji Wanzhou sitting in the hall downstairs, "do you want to wear it now?"

Ji Wanzhou's head was raised and went upstairs to "look." don't worry, come down to eat first

"Oh! Good Meng Qingge should say, went back to the room again, put on slippers and home clothes, this just went downstairs again.

After dinner, Ji Wanzhou went upstairs first and changed his clothes with the help of Lao Bai.

After changing clothes, Ji Wanzhou went downstairs and sat on the sofa in the hall, waiting for Meng Qingge.

Meng Qingge is still eating. Today's shooting has consumed a lot of physical strength. She has to eat more.

Meng Qingge changed his clothes, put on makeup and went downstairs. He came to the front of the season evening boat, "let's go!"

At eight twenty-five, two people came to the charity party.

Meng Qingge pushed Ji Wanzhou to the red carpet.

Listening to the click of the camera in his ear, Ji Wanzhou frowned slightly. It's not that he hasn't walked the red carpet before. Maybe it's because he is blind now. Therefore, Ji Wanzhou is very sensitive to sound.

Meng Qingge saw Ji Wanzhou's eyebrows frown, so he bowed down and asked in his ear, "where is uncomfortable?"

Ji Wanzhou shook his head. "It's OK. I just think it's noisy."

"Walking on the red carpet is like this." Meng Qingge breathed a sigh of relief. She thought it was Ji Wanzhou's discomfort. "It will be fine after a while."

"Yes." Season evening boat should way, appear on the face of a faint smile.

After walking down the red carpet, he found a more remote corner. Meng Qingge sat down and raised the seat height of Ji Wanzhou wheelchair a little.

After two people sat here for a while, someone came to greet them.

Meng Qingge knows people, she will whisper in the ear of the season evening boat who is who.

As for those who Meng Qingge doesn't know, Lao Bai tells Ji Wanzhou who it is.

After a while, Jiang Siyan came up with his glass.

Meng Qingge's eyebrows slightly frown. Ji Wanzhou doesn't like Jiang Siyan. Meng Qingge knows that, but she still goes to Ji Wanzhou's ear, and her red lips open, "it's Jiang Siyan."

From Meng Qingge's mouth to hear the name of Jiang Siyan, Ji Wanzhou is not surprised at all.

"Miss Meng." Jiang Siyan smiles at Meng Qingge and raises his glass.

In fact, Meng Qingge rejected Jiang Siyan when he learned that he liked her.

And now, Jiang Siyan has quit the entertainment industry and is concentrating on being a young master of Jiang family. Therefore, Meng Qingge doesn't have to worry about giving Jiang Siyan face any more, because there will be no more cooperation between the two people in the future.

Therefore, Meng Qingge did not raise his glass, nor did he show a polite and distant smile to Jiang Siyan. He just said, "Mr. Jiang."

After the way of Mr. Jiang, Meng Qingge turned his head and approached Ji Wanzhou, "husband, are you thirsty?"

This husband, let Ji Wanzhou and Jiang Si Yan are both stunned.

This is the first time that Meng Qingge takes the initiative to call Ji Wanzhou husband!

Ji Wanzhou picked eyebrows, it seems that Meng Qingge is using himself as a shield, so the corners of his mouth hook out a faint smile, "good, just some thirsty."

So Meng Qingge picked up the thermos cup placed behind the wheelchair of Ji Wanzhou, unscrewed it, blew it gently, and then handed it to Ji Wanzhou, "drink slowly, it's hot."

Season evening boat pursed a mouthful, pick pick pick eyebrow, "scald."

In fact, the water in the cup is not so hot that it's hard to eat. Ji Wanzhou wants to do all the tricks, so as not to disturb Meng Qingge.

"Hot?" Meng Qingge frowned slightly, then blew a few times to the water in the thermos cup, and handed it to the mouth of the season evening boat again, "OK, it's not hot, you can take a small drink."

Looking at the two people as if no one else shows their love, Jiang Siyan holds the hand of the wine cup, gradually exerting force until the knuckles turn white.