President's Single-minded Love

Yan xiaonuo came back to the bathroom and sat down and said with a smile, "well, you can't drink too much water, or you always want to go to the bathroom."

Fu Jingyao smiles and says, "don't drink so much."

Yan xiaonuo said: "it's a little cold. I drink a lot unconsciously."

Fu Jingyao nodded and sighed in her voice, "yes, a lot of things happen unconsciously." After a pause, she said, "I feel cold, too. Let's go back."

Yan xiaonuo looks at the night, remembers that he still has an agreement with Messi, nods and stands up.

Wutong Yao and Yan Nuo walked along the road near the school playground. The tall French parasol tree was no longer flourishing, and even the fallen leaves were all clean.

Yan xiaonuo feels that Fu Jingyao has something on her mind. At ordinary times, she is very lively. Although she is still around her, she feels that there is some distance between them.

She wondered if she wanted to open her mouth to say something, and then she heard Fu Jingyao speak first: "let's go to the garden and walk there."

"Not cold, want to go home?" Yan xiaonuo is a little strange about her change.

Fu Jingyao laughed. "Last time, I want to talk to you about Lu Xuechang."

Yan xiaonuo once heard the news, immediately agreed, "OK, let's talk about it in the past."

It's dark in the garden, but fortunately there are street lights to see the road clearly, and there are students rushing by after class and studying on their own in the evening.

Fu Jingyao and Yan xiaonuo went to the seat by the lake and sat down.

"Jingyao, have you found that man?" Yan xiaonuo asked softly.

Fu Jingyao was silent for a moment, turned his head and looked at Yan xiaonuo. His voice was quite different from usual, "found."

"Tell me." Yan xiaonuo looked at Fu Jingyao's appearance of wanting to talk and stop. He began to worry in his heart, "can't something happen?"

Fu Jingyao shook her head and put away her dignified expression into a light smile: "no, do you have to know who she is?"

"Can't I know?" Yan xiaonuo doesn't know why, "that girl has something to do with me?"

Her eyes are pure color, Fu Jingyao a little relieved, said: "she, her name is Yan xiaonuo, do you know her?"

Yan xiaonuo opened her eyes and leaned back. The cold seat back hurt her a little.

Silence.

"Just now, when you went to the bathroom, the ID card in your bag dropped out." Fu Jingyao's voice was calm like the lake in front of her. "I wanted to talk to Lu Xuechang, but I can't help but tell you first."

Yan xiaonuo is speechless. The real person is there.

It turns out that her childhood playmate, she called him "baozi", the little boy, silent and self abased, always likes to follow her and accompany her in silence.

She didn't know his name and he left one day before she asked.

She only thought she had lost a good playmate. She had no idea that he was looking for her over the years.

The sea of roses was still in front of her eyes, and her voice, his expression, and her grief were so sad that she could not bear to bear it.

But what to do now?

"Are you a promise?" Fu Jingyao gazed at her, eyes full of puzzled, "why do you call Yan Wan Ju?"

She suddenly thought of the freshman party, she had seen Yan wanhu, what else she wanted to ask, but she saw tears on Yan xiaonuo's face.

"Sorry, I was shocked." Fu Jingyao repeatedly apologized, "you don't have to be sad. If you don't want to say it, you don't have to say it."

Yan xiaonuo raised his hand to wipe away the tears on his face. His smile was like a candle in the wind. "Jingyao, since you found out, I will not hide it from you. I am Yan xiaonuo, but..."

A noise came from behind them. Yan xiaonuo and Fu Jingyao looked back. Yan xiaonuo stood up and closed his eyes.

Lu Ting's side, his giant bike quietly lying beside him.

Yan xiaonuo was thinking, would it be better for her to jump into the lake?

Fu Jingyao did not expect such a situation at all, but she did not stand there to enter or retreat.

For a long time, Lu Ting said, "Jingyao, would you please leave first?"

Fu Jingyao couldn't wait for this sentence and nodded, "you talk first, I'm home." She looked at Yan xiaonuo with some worry, "if you have something, you can find me."

Yan xiaonuo still stood there, did not speak, just nodded slightly.

Fu Jingyao picked up her bag and ran away.

Lu Ting slowly walked up to her. Her eyebrows and eyes were familiar to him and overlapped with the appearance in his memory. He raised his hand and tried to touch her face, but he stopped.

Yan xiaonuo's mood at the moment can't be described with collapse.

She and Messi must live together. She went to school in s University under the name of her cousin. All kinds of things, such bad things, were punctured one by one when she was unprepared."I beg you, don't say anything, will you?" Yan xiaonuo raised his eyes, tears in his eyes turned, "please."

Lu Ting's heart is not a hundred times sad? He had imagined the scene of their reunion countless times, but he did not expect that it would be in this situation.

But he was more distressed for her. If he found her earlier and protected her by her side, how could it be today's situation?

He spoke hard, and his voice, which was gentle as spring wind, became dull and hoarse, "good."

Yan xiaonuo got his assurance, not only did not feel relieved, but felt confused. In short, her whole walk was staggering, as if it was collapse.

She stepped on a pebble and fell to the ground.

Lu Ting quickly helped her. He was so close to her that the wind lifted her hair on her temples and floated on his eyebrows. The fragrance of a girl penetrated his nose. He held out his hand again and wanted to purr her broken hair.

"What are you doing?"

A cold and sharp voice, Yan xiaonuo bit his lips and did not dare to look up.

Moxi decided to go over and grabbed Lu Ting's hand like lightning. He grabbed Yan xiaonuo's hand and threw him aside.

Yan xiaonuo was protected by Messi, only heard his voice with anger: "how dare you dare to touch my woman."

Yan xiaonuo listened and closed her eyes. She just wanted to leave here quickly. She said to mosey, "I fell down accidentally. He helped me."

"Help you?" "Do you need to look at you like that? Do you need to raise your hand to touch your face? It's dark. I'm not blind! "

Lu Ting got up from the ground and went to the front of Mo Xi Jue. They were about the same height. At the moment, there was a kind of flame in Lu Ting's eyes. He said in a low voice, "Yan Wanju fell down. Take her back to see the doctor."

Moxi decided to take a step forward and looked at the man in front of him, "Lu Shuping's son?"

"Yes." Lu Ting said without fear.

"Good." Mercy said coldly, "your father doesn't dare to tell me like that in front of me, but you have a lot of courage."

Mo Xi decided to drop such a word, a small word to hold up, turned to leave.

Lu Ting's eyes only stay on Yan xiaonuo's body. She lies in the arm of moxijue, and the foot long green silk shakes slightly with the steps of Mo xijue.

Although Yan xiaonuo was held by him like this, she did not dare to speak and didn't know what to say.

After all, Messi didn't get angry with her. She just asked the doctor to come back to see her foot injury. She just sprained slightly, which was no big problem.

At night, she lay in bed and was held in her arms by Messi. She closed her eyes tightly, but she couldn't sleep.

His hands were on her hair, on her back, and she was as stiff as a plank.

In her heart, she raised her anger and said something in her heart

"Nothing." Yan xiaonuo said, in fact, she couldn't tell what she was thinking.

Because she hasn't made a clear idea of what happened tonight. What can she say?

But Messi thought that she was perfunctory. Her body was like a dead fish, and she had no response to him. It was called "nothing to think about"?

She has always resisted herself, and now she has a little feeling of wanting to be close to him, but because the man named Lu Ting made her lose her soul in front of him.

Would she have no feelings for herself, but for Lu Ting?

At the thought of this, Messi could not calm down. He lowered his head to seal her lips, and used his body to express the uneasiness that he could not express.

She was in a state of being unable to think, and she had no strength to resist and let him do whatever he wanted.

The kind of entanglement in her heart from beginning to end, she wanted to get rid of this state, she hated the tangled pressure.

Mo xijue's arms were burning hot and mercilessly melting her body and mind. Yan xiaonuo closed her eyes tightly and showed her everything.

There is a feeling of frankness, more like a kind of vent.

He only felt that she was so enthusiastic that he was excited. At the last moment, they climbed into the clouds together. At the same time, there seemed to be a pain in the bones.

Yan xiaonuo's hair was wet with sweat, and her face was slightly red. Mo xijue looked at her with pity and gently kissed her face.

"Don't leave me." Said mercy in a low voice.

Yan xiaonuo is very tired, just want to have a good sleep, gently "um" a, turn over to sleep.

His black eyes brightened with joy at her response, as if all the uneasiness of the moment had vanished from him, and mercy was determined to hold her to sleep contentedly.When she got up the next day, Yan xiaonuo looked at the mess on the ground and the man who was sleeping beside her. She recalled the scenes of yesterday, and she patted her head with shame.

There was a shaking sound from her mobile phone. She picked it up and looked at it. It was Lu Ting's short message.