President love his wife ardently

"I don't have a home anymore! I don't have a family anymore! After that, it's just me... It's just me... "

Maybe he was afraid Huo Zheng didn't hear it clearly, or maybe he was talking to himself. Yang Ruoyu repeated it again, and his voice was getting lower and lower.

Hear there's no home, no family. Huo Zheng thought that something had happened in her family and all her relatives had died.

So he whispered in Yang Ruoyu's ear: "I'm sorry for your change!"

Yang Ruoyu hears that Huo Zheng has misunderstood, but she doesn't explain. If she misunderstands, she misunderstands.

Huo Zheng saw that she was silent, and comforted: "no family, you still have me... Er, you still have my elegant sister, this good friend! There are a lot of people who care about you! "

"Yes, I have elegance. There's no one else. There's only gentleness in the world who cares about me. "

Listening to the low voice of the girl in his arms, Huo Zheng couldn't help feeling a little more distressed and blurted out: "and me!"

"Well?" The girl raised her head and looked at him.

Huo Zheng's ears suddenly became red. "Er, I mean, if you don't dislike me, you can treat me as a friend, and I will care about you."

"Thank you!" The girl squeezed out a smile and then held out her hand, "Yang Ruoyu.".

"Huo Zheng." Huo Zheng also stretched out his hand to hold her gently, and pulled out a smile from the corner of his mouth.

It's just that laughing is worse than crying.

"Ha ha ha... If you can't laugh, don't laugh." Yang Ruoyu was amused by his expression.

"Just smile. Get on the bus first. Where are you going? I'll let the driver drive you." Huo Zheng took Yang Ruoyu's suitcase and took her to the car.

"Thank you! I let you see the joke today. I don't usually do that. "

"Well, I know."

"You can see the ugly appearance. Don't say it."

"Not ugly, not talking."

......

After putting away his luggage and getting on the bus, Huo Zheng asks Yang Ruoyu where to go again.

"What are you going to do next? Is there a place to go? I'll let the driver drive you? "

Perhaps considering that Yang Ruoyu said he had no home just now, Huo Zheng added, "if there is no place to go, you can go to Wenya for a few days first."

"Please take me to the front door of Mensa headquarters hall and leave me there. I was going to Mensa, but it's going to rain. I don't have an umbrella. Please take me a few steps forward

"We're friends, aren't we? Needless to say, it's troublesome. "

"Well, my friend, take me a few steps forward."

"Well, I'm going to the Mensa headquarters hall, too." Huo Zheng was in a happy mood when he heard the word "friend".

While driving, the driver looked at his young master in the rearview mirror.

He has never seen this side of the young master. This is the first time that the young master has taken the initiative to take a girl in his own car, to care for a girl, and to recognize a girl as a friend.

Even Tuan Tuan, Wen Ya and Si Qi, who grew up together from childhood, do not have such treatment.

He had to tell his wife the good news. When his wife is happy, maybe she will give him a raise.

When the car stops at the gate of Mensa headquarters hall, Huo Zheng first takes out Yang Ruoyu's suitcase, and then takes out his own.

When the two suitcases were put together at the same time, they were stunned and looked at each other.

"You won't be the same..." both of them responded at the same time and asked in unison.

"Yes."

"Me too."

"What a coincidence."

"Yes, what a coincidence!"