Mommy, Run Quickly

"Miss Yi, would you like to marry me?"

Cong Yanfeng looked at Yi Jin, biting each word very clearly.

"Ah?"

Yi Jin's is still struggling to get rid of Cong Yan's door. As a result, hearing this sentence, she almost bit her tongue,

"what, what?"

"cough Miss Yi can understand it as a deal. "

Cong Yankai was annoyed that he was too impulsive. He lowered his voice and said seriously,

"Miss Yi, as my wife or girlfriend, helps me block some troubles. At the same time, I can help Miss Yi stop some troubles."

Hear this, Yi Jin suddenly, Cong Yan door this is to let her block peach blossom.

"Besides, Zishi likes you very much."

Looking at Yi Jin's a series of small expressions, Cong Yancheng can't help but hook up the corners of his mouth.

"I..."

Yi Jin looks up at the man in front of her. She is handsome and extraordinary. She is almost the dream lover of many people.

On second thought, what happened in the studio today will surely add fuel to his writing. Only Cong Yankai's girlfriend can save a lot of trouble.

And Cong Yanfeng is such a supporter. How can you feel about it!

"Well, I promise you."

Brainstorming for a while, Yi Jin solemnly nodded, and a lovely pear whirlpool came down on her left cheek.

Cong Yan's heart shook violently.

The same as six years ago, she looked at her smile like flowers, but he calculated step by step, let her fall into the plot, let her leave scarred.

"Mr. Cong? Mr. Cong?"

Yi Jin stretched out her hand and swayed carefully in front of Cong Yanfeng. She didn't know what Cong Yankai had thought of, and her eyes were really painful.

Is it Cong Yanfeng pulls away from the memory, looks at the white palm in front of him, reaches out to catch it, turns to take Yi Jin to his arms and presses her on the car.

Yi Jin has not yet responded to be pulled into a hug, lips will be covered, will be her words blocked.

Yi Geun is struggling, and Cong Yanfeng hugs her, as if she is afraid that Yi Jin will disappear.

the cold lips of a man gradually become hot, and the smell of the book breath again lingers around the nose of Yi Jin.

There seems to be something flashed in the mind, associated with the nerves in Yi Jin's brain, madly pumping up pain.

Back thrust in the cold car body, Yi Jin lung air was pumped clean, coupled with the pain in the head, almost let her stand unsteadily.

Cong Yanfeng opens Yi Jin's fist with a slender finger, and makes two people's ten fingers tightly clasped.

Cong Yan door clenched very tight, pain easy Jin straight frown.

"Cong Well Mr. Cong... "

Yi Jin raised her head and pulled out a beautiful arc in her neck. She felt a slight sweat in her palms, and the tingling in her mind faded a lot, which made Yi Jin clear.

The smell of blood spreads between the lips and teeth, and Yi Jin pushes him away while Cong Yanfeng pauses.

The hand was in the air, but it didn't go on.

Yi Geun's heart is flustered, but an inexplicable feeling emerges in her chest.

"I'm sorry."

Cong Yan leaf's lips were bitten out of blood by Yi Jin, and the red color was dotted on it, which was particularly charming.

His voice is so dumb that Yi Jin almost can't hear him.

Yi Jin thinks that she should be angry, embarrassed, and even scold Cong Yanfeng.

But she couldn't feel anything. She glared at Cong Yanmei and felt that such an expression must be silly.

Yi Jin takes a deep breath and feels that her head starts to ache again. She doesn't speak and passes by Cong Yanfeng.

Cong Yankai reached out to pull, but finally he took back his hand.

He touched his lips and finally covered his face with chagrin.

"Dad, you idiot!"

Congzi, who should have fallen asleep, is now half kneeling on the back seat and rolling down the window. He looks at his father who is leaning against the car with no mercy.

"I've run so many crew members, and it's hard to find my mother. If you let her leave again, I'll I just I'll go with my mother

Cong Zi's hands were around her chest. On her small face, which was very similar to Cong's, there was also a serious expression of Cong's same style, which was not cute in front of Yi Jin.

"No I won't let her leave me again. "

Cong Yanfeng took a deep breath, looked at the place where Yi Jin had left, and sat back in the car,

"what do you see, stinky boy?"

"when you see your mother raising her hand, I want to hit you."

"Your mother still loves me. She can't do it."

Yi Jin almost rushed to the seventh floor at the fastest speed in her life. She didn't even sit in the elevator. At the moment when she closed the door, Yi Jin sat on the floor with great relief.She breathed, but she felt the smell of calligraphy and ink on Cong Yanfeng's body in her nasal cavity, which smelled well.

Story

Yi Jin is unknown, but she seems to know the name of this perfume.

She hugged her knees, and the cool floor gradually pressed down her inner heat.

Yi Jin licked her lips and thought of that kiss again.

Just fell asleep, the sudden phone ring woke up Yi Jin, let the guilty of her lips suddenly bite.

Yi Jin panic out of the mobile phone, a look is a friend's phone.

"Little Hibiscus!"

The voice on the other end of the phone is a bit chaotic. From time to time, the voice of broadcasting comes,

"it is said that Xiao Yuxi's girl is angry with you today?

he Ruitong, an international film queen, has won numerous awards and is almost a legend in the entertainment industry.

And this legend is Yi Jin's best friend. They grew up together and said nothing.

"No, it's just that she's making a fuss about herself, and she almost hurt her child. I've poured yogurt all over her body."

Yi Jin's mind suddenly think of Cong Yan door, sure enough red ear root son.

There was a silence on the other side of the phone for a long time before a sneer came.

"You have the courage to do such a thing."

"You're home? It sounds like you're at the airport."

"I'm catching a plane. Do you want to pick me up tomorrow morning when I return home?"

"I should not. I still have a play tomorrow."

"Ouch, my busy people can't find time to see me."

"I'm not trying to cooperate with the film queen he."

At first, Yi Jin was still thinking about Cong Yanfeng. Later, she didn't think about it any more

Get up in the morning and embrace the sun.

Yi Jin thinks that today is another beautiful day. If she didn't dream about Cong Yanfeng at night, she would be more happy to get up early.

However, when Yi Jin turned on her mobile phone, she was in a daze.

There are countless microblog private messages. Yi Jin doesn't think she has so many friends.

Yi Jin has a kind of ominous premonition, she points to open micro blog, was actually stuck out once.