Rebirth:The President's exclusive beloved

That was a long time ago.

Yu Jinhuai doesn't know whether he met the little girl when she was six or seven, but he was still very impressed with this person.

After all, he had never seen a little girl who lived to be a little robot.

When Yu Yu only knew that he was crying for his brother's arms, the young lady of Feng's family was able to shoot the moving target with blindfolded eyes on the shooting range and hit all the shots.

When two people meet, the atmosphere is very awkward, because they are not like to talk, if you can, can sit in silence for a whole day.

Later, Yu Jinhuai once thought that how the Phoenix family could develop their little daughter like this, but soon he went abroad. When he heard the news of his fiancee, the Feng family was in chaos, and Fengshan's whereabouts and life and death were unknown.

Hua Yu bit her fingernail: "according to what you say, Yao Shan has changed too much when she grows up."

Yu did not comment.

After eating fruit, drinking milk, and shameless, he got a good night kiss from the big devil, and happily rolled back to his room to sleep.

……

"Come on, sister ye, dry this cup!" In the private room, several boys dressed in non mainstream clothes and hair dyed disorderly raised their glasses and poured Ye Mingyu wine together.

Ye Mingyu obviously drank a little too much, frowned, and there was a little hidden indifference on her gorgeous face. Clearly, she was in the midst of all kinds of noise, but her eyes were very cool and thin.

Her face is a little red, but still slowly raised the glass in her hand and said with a smile: "you have discussed and poured me, right? It's OK. Let's show you what it means to be drunk in a thousand cups! "

Finish saying, the eye did not blink a moment, the old white stem in the cup was poured down.

The table was immediately filled with cheers.

Ye Mingyu put down the quilt and immediately someone filled it.

Suddenly, the box door was pushed open without warning, several non mainstream were stunned.

The people standing at the door were stunned to see the lively occasion.

Ye Mingyu, who holds her forehead with her hand, looks lazily at the door. Her eyes are a little slender. When she looks at people like this, the tail of her eyes is a little charming, especially hook people.

The two men looked at each other in silence.

In the middle of the distance of ten meters, noisy crowd, and years of cold time.

Trance is childhood in March, swallows fly low, willow new green, she smiles naive, he is gentle doting.

In this life, except for the life and death brought about by the traffic accident, the two of them seem to have never been so far apart, with the freezing cold.

For a long time, ye Mingyu raised his glass to the door and chuckled, "this cup of wine will give you a chance to get rid of the dust."

Whether Muyang at the door is willing to accept this glass of wine or not, she raises her head and drinks it.

Muyang's face is still warm and soft, but in the time of Ji guangpianyu, his softness has taken some cold and inhuman things.

"I'm sorry for the wrong location of the room. Excuse me." He nodded politely to the crowd. At last, a little cold and light eye light was left on Ye Mingyu. It was just the look of a stranger: "go first."

Then he closed the door neatly.

People on the table looked at each other, and someone whispered, "sister ye, who do you know?"

Ye Mingyu didn't speak. After a while, he burst into a smile. "You drink first. When you check out, report my name. I'll go first."

Without waiting for her to stay, she had stood up, took the coat on the coat rack, put it on her body, and left.

It's a bit cold today.

Ye Mingyu looks at the temperature on the mobile phone, 17 degrees.

Walking aimlessly in the street, ye Mingyu's head is muddled by alcohol. He doesn't know where he is going or whether he saw Muyang in the hotel just now. It's his illusion or he really saw the man.

It should be true to see it, after all, if the illusion, then the illusion of Muyang will be the Muyang who is still obedient to her. If you see her drinking so much, you will take her away with a straight face.

Ye Mingyu is such a person. She never thinks about the bad things to block herself, so her imagination is consciously beautified.

Her brother said it's not good. If you only remember one person's kindness to you, you'll never escape this person.

But ye Mingyu racked his brains and didn't think that Muyang was bad for her.

In fact, the matter of Muyang's return made Ye Mingyu a little unprepared. She was not sure whether her parents also knew the news of Muyang's return.

Ah It doesn't matter.

Ye Mingyu took a deep breath. He saw someone selling sugar gourd across the road. The peddler yelled five yuan for 20 yuan. Ye Mingyu was greedy. He lowered his head and looked for change from his pocket as he crossed the road.

Suddenly, a strong attack, ye Mingyu's whole person was pulled back to stagger a step, the brain that was attacked by alcohol, after being swayed around like this, finally had a little sober up.There was a voice of forbearance and restraint: "Miss Ye doesn't look at the traffic lights when she crosses the road? Are you a pupil? "

Ye Mingyu looks up at the neon lights at the beginning of the lights. The young man has no angular appearance.

She dropped her head, and finally found a twenty in her pocket. After a look at the traffic lights, it turned into a green light.

She swayed across the road, walked not two steps, behind the people on a low pressure, grabbed her sleeve, almost dragged her to walk this not long road.

Ye Mingyu bought five strings of sugar gourd for 20 yuan. He put them together and looked like a bunch of red flowers.

She raised her hand. "Thank you. You are a good man."

Muyang, who has been issued a good man card:.... "

Ye Mingyu held the sugar gourd in his arms, thought about it, and put a bunch of them into Muyang's hand. He said seriously, "please eat sugar. You are really a good man. A good man has a peaceful life."

Muyang held the string of sugar gourd, white face with complex difficult to say emotion, "you Drunk? "

"No, I'm not drunk." Ye Mingyu denied it immediately, then rubbed his forehead, "I'm just a little dizzy, maybe it's acute appendicitis..."

“……”

What is the relationship between dizziness and auspicious appendicitis.

At the bottom of her heart, Muyang wants to leave this drunkard on the street. She died of her own fate, but her education made him unable to do such a wicked thing. She resisted the impulse to change hands and leave: "give me your mobile phone."

Ye Mingyu "Oh", obediently handed in his mobile phone.

The uncle selling sugar gourd quickly said, "ah? Girl, do you know him? How can I just give him my cell phone? "