Rebirth:The President's exclusive beloved

Flower language looked at the small map, a little helpless: "this circle is really..."

It's really depressing to draw a diagonal straight.

The four found a jeep to sit on, passing a long bridge, but fortunately they killed a group of people blocking the bridge without danger. Finally, Hua Yu 19 killed the chicken and Tianxiu operation.

Hua Yu didn't follow her for a long time. After all, there was a beauty around her. After three times, she went offline, logged into her card game and hung up. Then she went to take a nap with her baby.

However, ye Mingyu was asked for a micro signal by 13 squirrels. Ye Mingyu liked him very much and didn't refuse, so he gave it to him.

What makes Ye Mingyu depressed is that, I don't know why, Muyang is in a bad mood all the time, and the whole person is depressed. It's reckless to operate when killing people.

But ye Mingyu didn't care - men, there are always one or two days a month.

When she woke up, Hua Yu yawned and found that someone had called her several times. It was Ye Mingyu. Huayu went back to Huayu and realized that she wanted to go out to the night market at night.

Flower language said: "you want your brother to accompany you to go out, how much face, you say not."

Ye Mingyu quipped: "what? My brother can't go shopping with girls, even if I'm his sister. I'm a stranger here. You should be responsible for me. "

Flower language: "don't talk like I did something strange to you."

Ye Mingyu: "isn't it?"

Flower language: "this is not for me to decide. I'm going to ask my baby. Well, when I do, I'll call you back

Hua Yu takes her mobile phone and slippers to find Yu Jinhui who is watching the sunset and smoking in front of the French window.

Under the warm orange sunset, the man's silent and slender figure is stained with a layer of loneliness, the spark between the fingers is clearly extinguished, the outline of his side face is beautiful, but it seems to be invincible, and the cool between his beautiful eyebrows and eyes is cold and cold from thousands of miles away.

Flower language is "..." Han Dong'Er bit his teeth and scolded several bitches in his heart.

She said that Hua Yu, the little hoof, had chosen her so kindly!

Seeing Han Donger's indecisive appearance, Yao Shan drank water and added fuel to the fire: "to be honest, if those cameras really play out, your star career will be destroyed."

Han Donger hung his head and said, "is there no other way?"

"No Yao Shan cruel smile, but soon recovered gentle and considerate, light voice way: "if you think clearly, I will arrange for you."

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Ye Mingyu put on a long red dress tonight. This color makes her skin very white. When she doesn't speak or laugh, she is just a model on the show. She is noble and cool.

But as soon as she saw the flower language, she did not have any image to rush up, and still rubbed around in the flower language's neck socket: "it's so nice of you to spend!"

Huayu pushed her head away. "Find a boyfriend. If you have a boyfriend, you can't have someone to accompany you shopping."

Ye Mingyu curled his lips and said, "no, now there are several boys who are willing to go shopping with their wives?"

Flower language is also Oh, with a sweet mother like smile touched the head of single dog Ye Mingyu.

In fact, she is only two months younger than ye Mingyu. However, when they stand together, they look tender. In addition, they are wearing pink rabbit sweater, a small white skirt, and white sports shoes. They put on a hat. They say that they are junior high school students and some people believe that they are two or three years younger than ye Mingyu.

The first thing for the two girls to go shopping was, of course, to go to the night market to find delicious food. Puyang is famous for its fried yogurt and a kind of sugar painting, which is very beautiful. They waited in front of a stall for a long time before their turn came.

Flower language let the old man write a flower language for himself, and also wrote a Yu Jinhui. Although the old man is old and gray, he looks like a migrant worker facing the Loess with his back to the sky. However, his handwriting is very beautiful, which is a standard thin gold body. Many people can't reach such a state with a pen, let alone sugar.

Hua Yu takes his sugar painting with a smile and looks at Ye Mingyu.

Ye Mingyu hesitated for a long time, but wrote down his name and Muyang's name on the paper.

The old man said with a smile, "little girl, is this your boyfriend's name?"

Ye Mingyu: "no, it's a friend."

The old man didn't say much. He wrote two names neatly, but in the end he didn't know why his hand was shaking a little. The two names immediately stuck together.

"Oh, this man is old..." The old man was embarrassed and said, "I'll make it for you again, girl."

"It doesn't matter." Ye Mingyu pursed her lips. "I eat alone anyway."

The old man gave Ye Mingyu two names linked by sugar juice, and suddenly said, "girl, the most important thing in a person's life is to follow your heart. What you want, go after it."