Prince Charming,Look at Me

"Muronghao, you've had a wonderful time."

Murong Hao's deep voice came from the top of his head. He could not help but move his eyebrows.

"It's ridiculous. I abandoned Xiaofan and had a colorful life, but now I'm reduced to this point."

Even if he didn't look, he could imagine how violent the chest tremor was when someone was laughing.

Muronghao listened to the intimate name, and his body shivered subconsciously.

He suddenly sat up, but did not see the surprise of the visitors, the other side seems to be clear like looking at him, eyes full of hatred.

"Murong Zun, is it not enough for me to die once?"

Murong Hao looks at Murong Zun with calm vision.

He thought of it all, in the dark.

Because of the girl, everything became transparent.

Murong Zun's eyes flashed a touch of astonishment, but then he laughed loudly, not afraid to attract the attention of doctors and nurses.

"Yes, it's not enough. Even if you die ten thousand times, it's not enough!"

His eyes show fierce light, but the knife in his hand stabs Murong Hao's body quickly.

Although muronghao's memory recovered, his body was still not flexible enough.

Although he tried to avoid the fatal wound, the small wound did not.

Besides, he had just had a major operation and was still in the cultivation period. His physical strength was soon in overdraft.

He knew that Murong respected and hated him, so no matter what he did before, he would not deliberately stop him.

But now, he doesn't want to be suppressed again and again.

Because he has more important people to be around.

Can can avoid Murong Zun stab to the blade, Murong Hao's body also reached the limit, soft fell on the bed, gasping.

"Murong, stop it!"

In the night, women's screams were spread far away, and soon attracted the attention of doctors and nurses, who ran upstairs.

The light suddenly came on, and everything in the room was clear.

Murong Zun, holding the knife in his hand, suddenly turned back, and the blade fell to the ground, ringing the jingle of crisp ears.

Several sturdy doctors ran forward and subdued him on the ground, but he unexpectedly did not struggle, just looked timidly at the bed.

Just as the knife fell, Murong Hao closed his eyes. He thought he would die if he didn't die, but he didn't want to sink, and then his face was wet.

When the light came on, he looked at Ye Xianglin lying on his body to block the edge of the knife. His brain was blank.

"You, you're not hurt, are you?"

Obviously, the wound on her lower abdomen was bleeding, but she just picked up the sheets and looked at him, worried.

Murong Hao's indifferent expression is slightly distorted because of her words.

"Come on, get to the emergency room!"

There was another chaos of war, and the crowd in the room suddenly disappeared, leaving only a mess, and the blood on the sheets reminded him of what had just happened.

Murong Hao kneaded his temple with a headache. His fingers stayed on the sheet and his heart trembled.

He doesn't understand why Ye Xianglin and Murong want to kill him as well as they do. Why would they help each other?

The green light in the emergency room is dark and bright. Ye Xianglin, who is sent to the intensive care unit with an oxygen mask, looks like a fragile baby. Just looking at her white rose like lips, it is painful enough.

"Are you crazy! Even for Xiaofan, we shouldn't use this way! "

Annie listened to the police's call and rushed to the police station. When she saw the stunned Murong Zun, she was scolded.

One by two, do you want to piss her off?

"Why did ye Xianglin appear? Are you... "

But Murong Zun suddenly raised his head and glared at her as if he had been betrayed.

Looking at his eyes, Annie was so angry that she wanted to slap him.

How can Xiao Fan be liked by such a fool?!

"Do you think you want to take revenge for Xiao Fan? Xiang Lin and I also want to see each other! "

She clenched her fist and tried to calm her voice, but it was still hard to hide the shaking.

Murong is stunned to hear that Annie wants revenge. He can understand, but ye Xianglin? What does she have to do with Xiao Fan?

"Xianglin, she You'd better figure out how to keep yourself! I warn you not to meddle in our affairs. I will take revenge on Xiao Fan! "

Before she left, Annie gave a vicious warning, and then ordered the police officers to prevent them from publicizing the matter. After that, she left for the hospital in a hurry.

In the ward, Murong Hao is sitting on the bed with the same posture as before, and several doctors in charge are standing in front of him, bowing their heads and begging for forgiveness.

"Mr. Murong, it's all our fault. Please don't..."

Before the leading doctor finished, Murong Hao raised his hand and stopped what he said."How is Miss ye?" He asked, staring at the dried blood stains on the sheets.

Anyway, it's an indisputable fact that she saved him.

"Miss ye, she," the leading doctor looked at the others, and then nervously said, "Miss Ye is not in a good condition. She is still in the intensive care unit."

Murong Hao nodded his head and waved again to let them out of sight.

The door of the room was carefully closed, Murong Hao's eyes have what mood in the wave.

One month, for Jiang Li, can make earth shaking changes.

The first trip to Maldives has ended with an emergency call from Jack. Now they are in a villa in Provence.

On Sunday morning, the sun was very bright. Jiang Li sat in front of the window, watching the purple lavender rippling in the wind on the balcony, her wistful expression slightly converged.

"I need to go out for a trip these two days, so you can practice and wait for me to come back!"

She looks at the English note left by Jack and shrugs helplessly.

Although jack is like a child when talking with her, he is a teacher when he is serious.

She used to forget almost the same painting skills, but now she has recovered most of them with Jack's clever move.

Having seen enough of the quiet scenery of the small town, Jiang Li got up and went to the studio.

The bright red porch is full of light gold lines, which at first glance looks like stars on maple leaves.

Jiang Li gently pushed the door open and put the sunlight into the room.

The warm orange light quickly took up the whole studio and illuminated the paintings stacked everywhere on the wall and floor.

She looked at the pictures coming out of her hands, her eyes slightly moist.

Whether it is the park bench at the end of autumn, or the fireworks all over the sky at the winter solstice, she is full of memories.

A month is neither long nor short.

And one month is obviously not enough to let her forget the whole process of meeting someone.

"Haite! Is Hett at home? "

It's easy to be sad when remembering. Jiang Li leans on the porch for a long time, and suddenly knocks on the door to interrupt her meditation.

She stood up straight, wiped her face and took a deep breath. Then she turned and walked to the door.

"Auntie Ollie, what can I do for you?"

Jack bought this villa in his spare time. He intended to sell it to others, but he had an apprentice.

As soon as he was in a good mood, he gave the house to Jiang Li and asked her to sign an agreement.

The aunt at the door opened her mouth and said something. Jiang Li was so preoccupied that when she reacted, she saw that she looked at herself anxiously and felt her head awkwardly.

"I'm sorry, auntie. What did you just say?"

This month, Jiang Li's English level has also improved. After all, she sees foreigners everywhere. Even if she doesn't want to learn it, she starts to speak it unconsciously.

"Look at your child. He doesn't go out every day. What if he's sick?"

The aunt looked her around, and then continued: "there's a square party in town tonight. My little granddaughter wants to go, but I'm not sure if she's alone. Can you go with her?"

Although Jiang Li doesn't move much, the residents here like her as an independent girl very much.

Auntie Ouli was sick and fainted before. She was also sent to the hospital by chance.

Even Jack said that now Jiang Li is more and more impersonal.

The ball was held at night, and aunt Ollie's little granddaughter, Jia'er, was just 16 years old.

Foreign children are relatively precocious. Jiang Li still remembers that when she first met Jia'er, the little girl's concave and convex figure made her feel stunned for a long time.

I've been in touch with Jia'er several times, and the little guy accidentally likes to stick to her, just like Milan before.

"Auntie Ollie, I..."

Jiang Li has suffered a lot in China. Now she doesn't want to have too much contact with strangers. Even though aunt Ouli is nice and Jia'er is lovely, she still hesitates.

Haite, do me a favor! I've got my old problem again. I can't go far. I'm really worried about Jiaer's being a girl at night. "

Auntie Ouli sighed and said, putting the picnic basket in her hand into Jiang Li's, her eyes imploring.

She knew that although Jiang Li seemed indifferent, her heart was not bad. In addition, Jia'er was unexpectedly close to her, and she was willing to watch them make friends.

Jiang Li looked at the heavy toast in her hand and sighed.

She's still not used to rejecting people.

Unlike in China, the sky has turned yellow before six o'clock, and it's more than eight o'clock, but it's still as bright as day on this side of the town.

Jiang Li stops her last stroke, then picks up the landscape painting and closes the door of the studio.

With a click of the key, Jiang Li opens the door to Jia'er, who has been waiting for a long time at the door. Looking at the little girl wearing a floral dress and smiling, she can't help laughing."Sister, go and change your clothes quickly!"

Half head shorter than Jiang Li, big eyes on her round face are as lovely as stars.

Jia'er is not that kind of bony beauty. She is a little fat, but she is very symmetrical.

"No, I'll wear it."

Jiang Li didn't plan to go to the dance. She took off her colorful apron and revealed her short sleeve white shirt and jeans.

She is now a little fatter than when she first came here, and she looks more energetic.

The only square in the town is now full of people. Although the town is not big, it is one of the famous scenic spots in Provence, with countless tourists every year.

Jiang Li watched the little girl trot in front happily, and her mood became relaxed.

Daily stay in the studio, in the face of those memories, the heart will inevitably be heavy.

When the music starts, everyone dances freely. Jiang Li makes a gesture to Jia Er, and then finds a place to see her and sits down.

Although her painting skills have increased, her words are only for beginners and need more practice.

In addition to the dancing crowd, all kinds of people stay in the square.

Jiang Li idly around, saw a self portrait of the stall to make money, blinked, walked past.

She sat casually in front of the painter, quietly looking at everything in the park.

The wandering painter seems to be an Indian, with black skin and pure white teeth. He is a little thrilled before the night falls.

It's probably a skill that I learned in the street. In less than 20 minutes, Jiang Li's portrait was on the paper, and every smile and smile was so vivid.

The price of the stall depends on the mood of the person being painted. Jiang Li takes the same paper as herself, smiles and gives out all the change in her pocket.

Jiang Li has a subtle feeling when she holds the thin paper in her palm.

When she returns to the center of the square, Jia'er has already talked with another handsome guy.

She saw Jiang Li come over, quickly waved her hand, smiling and pointing to Jiang Li's direction for the boy to see.

"Hi, Hello, I'm salu."

The boy's voice is a little crisp, probably not to change the sound period, at first listen to a little clear feeling.

Jiang Li slightly pursed her lower lip as a greeting.

Square dance is a place for adults to have leisure, and it is also the best place for children to get in touch with each other.