President's Private Spoil Rule

Chen Yifan grabbed the door and wouldn't let Simon take him away. Looking at yerui, he howled, "your woman just ran away and ran to the beach." In order to show the seriousness of the situation, he did not forget to add fuel and vinegar, "he ran to the beach and looked very sad. He might want to commit suicide."

With a wave of night Rui's hand, Simon loosened the hand that grabbed Chen Yifan's arm.

Night Rui's deep eyes looked at Chen Yifan. It was cold and there was no temperature. He said coldly, "if it's not true, you'll jump into the sea for me tonight."

Simon consciously stepped forward and picked up a remote control on the short table. The screen on the wall lit up, showing the monitoring picture of each dissolution around the villa.

In one of the pictures, there is a small figure flashing.

"Zoom in." Night Rui's eyes were cold. That woman really gave him a long face.

Simon enlarges the picture, and a small figure stands by the sea in the distance, walking towards the sea step by step. However, because the monitoring is located in the access control post, it is a little far away and can not be seen very clearly.

SHIT！

Night Rui smashed his fist against the table and immediately shook his hand. The Song Dynasty official kiln that Simon had just robbed from Chen Yifan's bosom hit the screen like an arrow, the screen was intact, the antiques fell to the ground, the crisp impact sound sounded again, and the broken porcelain splashed everywhere.

Qian ~ Chen also looked at the valuable antique in a twinkling of an eye and felt heartache.

When Chen Yifan was still immersed in the pain of the disappearance of antiques, ye Ruifeng passed by him, and his slender legs moved eagerly for the first time.

Zuo Xiaoyou, you'd better be fine.

Chen Yifan looked at the disappearance of yerui and looked at Simon, "can I live in yerui residence?"

Simon walked out from him with a dull face, came back with a cleaning tool in his hand, and began to carefully clean the garbage produced by yerui.

Chen Yifan came up to the thief and began to talk seriously, "Simon, you still don't have a girlfriend. Are you in love with Rui?"

Simon ignored him and continued to sweep the floor. Chen Yifan continued to gossip, "is Rui really in love with Zuo Xiaoyou? See how nervous he is. "

Simon looked up at him and told him seriously, "young master doesn't like others to talk about his private affairs."

Chen Yifan cut disapprovingly, "he's not here now."

Simon pointed to a corner of the roof. "There's surveillance."

Chen Yifan turned his head and saw that there was really a small black dot. A handsome face was instantly pale. He touched his nose, pulled the corners of his lips and pretended to say carelessly, "I just care about my friends. Hey... Hey... "

He bowed his head and silently walked out of the study and automatically asked Uncle Jin for the room key. Anyway, Zuo Xiaoyou really ran out. His intelligence was right.

Zuo Xiaoyou ran out of yeruiju all the way. No one stopped her. When the access control operation came, the security guard recognized her and just said hello politely without stopping her.

Run out! Run out!

As soon as I went out of the restricted area, I ran quickly.

The sea breeze at night blew on her face and scattered her long hair and waist; The moist and open breath comes face to face with shallow seafood, with the breath of freedom.

It is said that when people face the sea, their mood will open up.

Zuo Xiaoyou ran frantically on the bank. The open night did not bind her, the rolling waves did not mock her, and the soft sand stall accepted her. She was free and contained. The originally depressed mood was gradually released, and the emotion oppressed by pain was gradually relaxed.

She opened her arms to feel the embrace of the sea breeze, the natural temperature, and a slight smile on her lips.

Zuo Xiaoyou, it doesn't matter. It's not your fault to like him. You just want to be cared about too much;

Zuo Xiaoyou, don't be sad, because you are people from two worlds, so you can't be accommodated. Try to finish the task he told you, go back to your own world, continue your ideal, and you will have your own happiness;

Zuo Xiaoyou, it's not just you who can't grow up. Don't be blinded by this unrealistic idea and forget what your world looks like.

Zuo Xiaoyou closed his eyes and looked up. Scenes of night Rui falling from the sky flashed in his mind. He was as brave as Xu Wenqiang in suits and shoes, and as cold as death under the helicopter. He was indifferent and ruthless when he grabbed his neck, rude and cruel when he was lingering, and today... The tenderness that she will never forget.

That's enough, Zuo Xiaoyou, wake up. Leave here early and return to the original world. The orphanage is your home. Your last happiness is to accompany the dean to die.

Zuo Xiaoyou has always been a very clear person who knows what he wants to do. He is rational, sober and can understand the form. That's why he knows forbearance and knows which is more important. So she has always been a sensible child and won't cause trouble.

I was excited for yerui, because he appeared when he needed it most. From small to large, every time she was bullied, she always imagined that someone would appear in front of her. However, she never did. Yerui was the first.

Now, it's just that the people she likes don't like her. There are thousands of such things. She doesn't have enough to eat when she leaves night Ruiju. She thinks of these pure nonsense.

Zuo Xiaoyou giggled. As expected, he was full of warm desire for Yin. Night Ruiju's food made her forget her identity.

Everything is straightened out, I see.

Zuo Xiaoyou stood by the sea and looked at the dark and distant sea, with a smile on his lips. She is still the left and right who fight for scholarships, but now there are a little mistakes in her life. She wants to break it right and let herself return to her original position.

Just regard him as the boss and the boss. Complete his task. From then on, there will be no night Rui in Zuo Xiaoyou's life.

Zuo Xiaoyou put his hands around his mouth and shouted at the distant sea, "Zuo Xiaoyou, come on! Left, right, come on! "

The waves of the sea took away her cry and accepted her prayer. After shouting, Zuo Xiaoyou felt much more comfortable.

Zuo Xiaoyou took off his shoes and put them on the shore, barefoot on the beach. The soft yarn wrapped her little feet, and the sea water tickled her. Zuo Xiaoyou giggled and swept away the depression in his heart.

A wave came and rolled up the floating sand on the shore, and also swept away the shoes left, right and right on the sand.

Oh, my shoes!

Zuo Xiaoyou rushed into the sea without thinking about it. The snow-white shoes drifted with the waves on the tip of the sea, drifting farther and farther.

When Zuo Xiaoyou plans to give up, the sea water has not reached her chest.

The waves pounded her body, and her feet on the sand began to lose their balance.

Zuo Xiaoyou turned pale and began to be nervous. As she told herself to be calm, she tried to turn back.

"Left small right."

The sudden sound, cold sound, like thunder in the dark night, scared the left and right feet to shake. A center of gravity was unstable, and the body fell to one side.