From the small season Leng a few seconds, come to block the cool thousand city.

Liang Qiancheng grabs Jiang Shiran directly to his armpit. He takes a sharp look at Xiaoji and warns him not to be fussy. He turns around and leaves quickly.

He pushed Jiang Shiran rudely into his car and slammed the door. Before Xiaoji could catch up with him, he left in the white Pagani ghost's son.

"Jiang Shiran, I don't care if you are acting or acting with Xiaoji. I have to say that you are very successful and successfully attracted my attention again. You don't want to live there. I still have a house in autumn, which is always empty. "

Jiang Shiran looks at Liang Qiancheng in surprise and forgets the struggle.

Didn't he hate her? Didn't he want to see her at all? Didn't he go to Jiahui's mother's house to drive her away? Why do you want to do this?

Twenty minutes later, the car stopped in front of a very unique villa of "Qiushuiyiren". The cold voice sounded again, "this house is a gift for your 18th birthday to the right. I have kept it all the time, and now I give it back to you."

He threw the key in front of him, then put the key in front of her.

Jiang Shiran stands at the door of the gate, tardy and does not move.

"Ranran, you will be 18 years old soon. What kind of birthday present do you want?"

"Gu Youyou, I want a classical house and a Chinese wedding."

"Good."

In the moonlight, a tall and thin figure stood beside the girl sitting on the swing, quietly watching the stars in the sky.

Gu rightward, you still owe Ranran a Chinese wedding. Even if you have a house, Ranran will not be happy.

In the moonlight, there are glittering beads from the river when dyed the corner of the eye, even breathing is involved in the position of her left atrium.

She squats down, slowly holding her legs.

Gu Youyou, Ranran is out of prison, and receives your late adult birthday present. However, I will never see your hearty laughter and graceful posture any more. It is a little chilly.

Jiang Shiran turns around and wants to escape from here.

Liang Qiancheng stopped her way, the cold voice made her spine cold, "Jiang Shiran, where to go? Why don't you go in and have a look at the birthday present carefully prepared for you

Holding on to Jiang Shiran's collar, he slowly walked into the retro architecture. There was no trace of vitality in it, and there was a thick layer of dust everywhere.

Jiang Shiran doesn't dare to look up. Everything here is designed according to her ideas.

At the beginning, she just drew a sketch for Gu Youyou, and then said her idea. She didn't expect that Gu youyou would turn what she said into reality.

"I think about you everywhere, but you think about how to rob her man. Jiang Shiran, how can you be so vicious and cruel? When you push her down, what do you think in the end?"

Liang Qiancheng's hand stays on Jiang Shiran's white neck. His veins are protruding, and the strength of his fingers is slightly increased. He has been enduring and controlling himself. He is afraid that he will cut off Jiang Shiran's slender neck.

Jiang Shiran's face is a little red. She raises her eyelids and looks at Liang Qiancheng. Suddenly she smiles.

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