Rebirth:The President's exclusive beloved

Flower language slightly side of the head, slender eyelashes slightly down, as if some dare not look at him, and as if disgusted do not want to see him again, exposed a section of delicate white tender and slender neck.

It's a very fragile part of the human body, just a little bit of strength is needed to end this soft life.

But this neck, in the dark environment now, is with a white jade like shimmer, which makes people feel like holding out a finger to rub. I can't help but feel the delicate and soft skin, feel the blood vessels flowing under the crystal skin, and leave deep and red finger marks on the skin without any defects

Hua Yu's long eyelashes blinked, but he didn't notice Yu Jinhuai's abnormal emotion. He thought he was beaten up by himself and said coldly, "I think I have made it clear enough."

Yu Jinhuai did not speak.

Hua Yu finally looked at him, and her voice was clear: "Yu Jinhuai, you have something to do with my mother's death. I will not forgive you, nor will I marry you. As for the marriage certificate..."

She paused, her eyes crossed a little crystal water color, but the voice is still cold: "I will let dad deal with it, from then on, you and I have nothing to do, each white head."

Yu Jinhuai suddenly raised his eyes, and his face was full of ferocity, which had never been seen before.

His brow and eye pressure is very low, the sharp eyebrows and eyes instantly give people a double pressure.

Yu Jinhui reached out and grasped Hua Yu's wrist and looked at her coldly: "Hua Yu, do you say it again?"

“……” The flower language is heartache and afraid. Yu Jinhui has always been gentle and patient with her. She has never seen this man's Cross brow. Her heart beats faster and almost jumps out of her chest.

"Why should I say it again?" Huayu raised eyebrows and met his eyes.

That pair of stars as beautiful eyes, as if there is boundless ice and snow, with the same cold all year round, as long as someone stepped in, will be immediately frozen to death.

Once there was a place warm as spring, only for her to live in, but now, this gentle village no longer allows her to enter.

Hua Yu felt that her heart was fragmented and broken into pieces. She wanted to stick them together to make herself stronger. However, as soon as her hand touched it, her fingers were pricked and her blood kept flowing. She was stunned and could only watch them break more severely.

"I can make it clear to you today." Hua Yu looked at her wrist, which was held by Yu Jinhui, and her voice was thin and cool: "I have loved you, but Yu Jinhui, I'm only 19 years old, and I have never experienced anything. I can't study with you all my life. I don't like you any more. Why do you have to force me?"

The flower language clearly saw Yu Jin Huai's lower eyelids trembled for a while, and his lips were pursed straight. There was a kind of fragile emotion between his picturesque eyebrows and eyes.

"You..." Yu Jinhuai's voice was dry and astringent, "don't you like me?"

"But you Clearly said, want to be with me for a lifetime. "

He knew what his little girl looked like, and he also knew that the girl in front of him was flower language, not another personality. If another personality said these words to him, he might not have the slightest touch in his heart, but

The one who said these heartless words was the flower language he wanted to talk with her for life and eternity.

Yu Jinhuai's eyes turned red. He took a deep breath and restrained himself, "do you really Is that what you think? "

Hua Yu didn't have the slightest emotion on her face. When she heard this, she said with a smile: "in fact, we are not suitable for you. Yu Jinhuai, you have not found it now. I am a man who is very ungrateful and ungrateful. When you meet me, you are not lucky."

She chuckled and pointed her finger on Yu Jinhuai's chest. "But, although she said it was going to break up, I still want you to remember me After all, I am you. I really like you

Like Yes.

Yu Jin Huai did not speak or act. He just stared at the flower language. He was like a clumsy child carrying gold to the downtown area, carefully holding the gold for fear of being robbed, but the gold was also picked up by him. No matter how hard he protected it, it was not his.

God never did justice to him.

How is it possible to light a bright light in his dark life.

Hua Yu seemed to sigh with pity, put on a lazy look, and said: "we are also a peaceful break-up. I also hope that Yu Er Ye won't interfere with my private life in the future. I'd better not do such things today. After all, people who do mud are angry.

When she finished, she passed Yu Jinhui lazily. Suddenly, Yu Jinhui grasped his wrist, and his voice was hoarse and cold: "don't regret it."

Don't regret it.

Flower language drooped her eyes and said with a smile, "I don't regret it."

I don't regret it.

If you can let the vagrant half of your life long life, peace and joy, I do not regret.If you live, you have to step on a skeleton. I'll give you your life.

I'll do anything for you. I can die, too.

Hua Yu walked out of the tea room and met Qiu He's complicated eyes. Her tears had burst out of the dike in this moment. She looked at Qiu He's face and felt that her heart was torn apart. It seemed that her internal organs were pressed and squeezed by something heavy that she could not bear, and was crushed and bruised.

"You..." Qiu He opened his mouth and didn't know how much he saw. He just stared at Hua Yu for a while and then said, "you and ER ye..."

Hua Yu grabs his arm.

She felt difficult to breathe, she felt heartache, she felt as if she was going to die!

But he had to hold on to his last breath and almost pleaded: "please, take me out of here..."

Qiu He pursed his lips, and without saying a word, he held the flower language and took her to the waterside pavilion in front of her.

Yu Jinhuai looked at the back of the two people, and his eyes were so obscure that people did not dare to look at them.

It's like the biggest wave in the deep sea, which makes all creatures unable to defend themselves.

The man stood at the door, pale and not a bit bloody. For a while, he turned his head and suddenly vomited out a mouthful of black blood.

He is familiar with the corners of his mouth to wipe the blood stains clean, light without a bit of color lips with a bit of irony, do not know whether to ridicule others, or to ridicule themselves.

I don't know how long, a gust of wind, the courtyard planted Xifu Begonia opened a tree noisily, in the profusion of fallen flowers, that piece of blood stained on the wood floor, like a Manshu Sha Hua from the blood sea of corpses.