Rebirth:The President's exclusive beloved

Minghe was a small man, and his clothes seemed empty. Therefore, Shen tin found that his little boy, who had been raising him for 16 years, was not thin enough - at least seven or eight kilograms thinner than before he left home.

After listening for a while, Shen suddenly said, "Ming Xiaoshe, I'll ask kunzi to send you back tomorrow."

Mingshe took the potato chip's hand to stop, for a long time, then nodded: "well, good, I miss aunt Shu."

Shen didn't expect this little boy to be so obedient this time. He could not help feeling that the child was really growing up. With a sense of achievement like an old father who had just grown up in my family, Shen listened to sleep happily.

The next day he saw an empty bedroom and almost smashed his cell phone.

Good, the little bastard can cheat.

……

The Bund cafe, number 17.

Flower language pulling Ye Mingyu, Nunu mouth: "not yet - in order to reflect the girl's reserve, or we'll go shopping for a while and make the illusion that you're late?"

As soon as her voice dropped, a deep and magnetic voice rang out: "this lady, please make way."

Flower language back, ye Mingyu also subconsciously back, coincidentally and that person's line of sight.

He was a very handsome young man who was very big.

He should be a part of foreign blood. His eyes show a clear and beautiful blue color in the sun. His skin is as white as all white people. He has a little freckles on his cheek, which brings the young man a playful look beyond his handsome appearance. He is a very popular type in University.

Ye Mingyu opened his mouth slightly.

Through this man's face, all the fragments of Ji guangpianyu hidden in the memory. She was drowned in an instant with the roar of abuse and ridicule.

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at the beginning of Beijing, Class 17, grade two.

"Sister ye, the school grass is coming!" The table mate stabbed Ye Mingyu with his arm, indicating her to look out of the door.

Ye Mingyu mended lipstick in front of the mirror, and said faintly, "it's coming."

"Our school grass is really super handsome..." My deskmate tut sighed. After a while, he found that ye Mingyu's tone was not correct, "sister ye, do you have a quarrel with our school grass?"

"No way." Ye Mingyu sneered and stood up with his schoolbag.

All of them were 14-5-year-old children. It was just when Xiaohe showed her sharp corner that ye Mingyu was already like a big girl. Her bright face and proud personality were destined to make her an absolute figure in the middle school where noble children gathered.

But at that time, children were not as good as college or high school. They generally did not think highly of Ye Mingyu, a girl who looked like a goblin and wore makeup and short skirts. She even pointed at her back and said that she was immoral. In this case, many girls found that ye Mingyu, a bad girl, had a good relationship with school grass who had good moral and academic integrity, good family background, good looks and good temper After shallow, almost white hot.

But ye Mingyu has never cared about pulling other people's opinions. She pinned the two orange hair dyed by her to the back of her ear and walked to the classroom door in the envious and disdainful eyes of other girls in the class.

14-year-old Muyang is 1.73 meters tall and stands out among his peers. He is dressed in a clean and tidy white shirt with two buttons untied. He can vaguely see a beautiful clavicle. Behind him, he is carrying a black backpack. He has a beautiful and soft face, with a kind of "three good" students' unique cleverness The breath of "our scholars".

In other people's eyes, it's poetic and pedantic in Ye Mingyu's eyes.

A girl in a miniskirt, lipstick and orange hair, and such a clean teenager, how can they not get on the right track, but Muyang is very skilled in taking over the schoolbag in Ye Mingyu's hand.

But ye Mingyu didn't give face at all. He pulled the schoolbag back and glared at a pair of cat eyes: "what are you doing?"

Muyang good temper said: "I help you to take."

Ye Mingyu held out a finger and poked him in the chest. He was only under the shoulder of a teenager. However, his momentum was not small at all. "Who are you? Can you take it for me?"

In the eyes of older people, this kind of girl is very cute, just like a kitten who is obviously soft and always likes to blow hair. However, in the eyes of the same age, she is acting and shameless.

The girls pointed and whispered. Muyang sighed helplessly and whispered, "my darling..."

Ye Mingyu's eyes widened and his face quickly turned red: "shut up! Don't call me that! "

Muyang, whose ancestral home is south of the Yangtze River, was brought up by his grandmother. When he was a child, he always spoke with the soft flavor of Wu Nong's soft language. As a result, ye Mingyu, a native of Beijing, knows Wu dialect very well. In Wu language, "Nannan" is a nickname for a girl, which means "treasure". What's the matter with the name of Muyang ?

Muyang quietly held her hand: "I'll buy you fried, OK?"Ye Mingyu was dragged by him for a meal, and then he struggled out from the strange feeling of being embarrassed. He said angrily: "you dare to mention the fried pork with me! The one who gave you chocolate yesterday... "

"Chocolate?" Muyang frowned, "you say the monitor of the next class? I don't eat Heiqiao, you know, so I didn't want it

Ye Mingyu blew his hair: "it means that if it wasn't Heiqiao, you would have it!"

"How could..." Muyang chuckled, "I only eat the chocolate you gave me."

"That's about it." Ye Mingyu and Muyang went to the frying stand, ordered several flavors, and then yelled for soda.

Several passing girls rolled their eyes at Ye Mingyu: "look at her like that!"

"I don't know how Muyang can stand her..."

"Oh, don't talk about it. They're the eldest lady of the Xi family. We can't afford it!"

“……”

Ye Mingyu has no expression. It seems that he just flew by a group of chirping crows and takes a sip of orange soda that Muyang handed her.

"If you know you shouldn't say it, shut up." The boy's voice, which is in the period of sound change, is like a duck's call. However, it falls in Ye Mingyu's ear, which is surprisingly beautiful.

Her side eyes to see, found a tall boy holding a basketball, wearing a loose sports shirt, blue eyes down, like Ye Mingyu put in front of the desk that string of glass beads, beautiful dazzling.

"Next time I hear you, I'll get you out of here," he said with a cold face to some girls

Several girls were so frightened that they ran away.