Sweetheart,Don't run away

Just suddenly she was worried about how to tell him to go to school tomorrow.

That night, Aimeng didn't sleep and opened his eyes until dawn. Mo Yanke didn't go back to his room and his body was frozen stiff. However, at more than 6 a.m., he heard the sound of the door closing downstairs. He should have left.

Tears suddenly fell more ferocious.

Forced to support herself, then changed her clothes and cleaned everything in the villa. Finally, she went to the bathroom and soaked herself in the water for more than half an hour. She didn't sleep all night, which made her look very haggard, dark circles under her eyes, and her face was even more pale. I don't know, she really looked like a ghost.

When receiving Jinghao's call, Aimeng was not surprised.

"You come in. I haven't locked the door of the villa. I'll just change my clothes." After hanging up the phone, she took out the bag she had brought with her before and filled some things she had brought with her before. In fact, there were not many of them. Her clothes were also changed back to her own clothes. All the clothes Mo Yanke bought were still in the wardrobe. She didn't take anything away.

When I went downstairs, I saw Jinghao sitting on the sofa.

"Here you are. I'm ready to go. "

"Didn't you sleep well last night?" Jinghao can see such deep dark circles at a glance. She knows that she didn't sleep well at a glance. She just thinks that the reason why she didn't sleep well may be because of Mo Yanke. She is a little unhappy.

"Well, are you ok? Let's go."

"Well, let's go."

Aimeng puts the backup key in the villa in a small drawer on the shoe cabinet. She remembers that Mo Yanke specially assigned the key to her. She wants to say that she is the owner of the villa, but time has changed. Time can change so many things. It was just a backpack when I came here, but it is the same when I leave now.

As soon as I got into the car, Aimeng fell asleep. She didn't sleep all night. In addition, she hardly had food. Today, she has been busy for so long, and her physical strength has already been overdrawn.

The car stopped in a clothing store, and Aimeng was also confused. All he knew was that Jinghao got off the car, and then drove away a little later. He didn't sleep very deeply until Jinghao called her.

"Wake up first. I'll take you to have your hair done when I wake up. You can't go to your school's orientation party like this. Since I'm your boyfriend today, I have to take care of you."

Then Aimeng felt that she was still half asleep, so he took her to a beauty salon, and then looked at the hairdresser cutting her head.

She tried her best to keep her eyelids from sleeping.

"Mr. Jing, this is OK. Otherwise, let this lady change the dress you brought. We are making changes."

"Yes, I can." Jinghao has been sitting behind Aimeng, drinking tea, looking at magazines, with her legs crossed.

Aimeng is completely sleepless now. If her clothes don't tell her that this is Aimeng, she probably doesn't know herself. Is she still like herself in the mirror? Her hair is pulled up high, and there are some small hair on both sides. Then she looks like a fringe, which is not so mature.

The face is made up, curly eyelashes, looks like a doll, a little bit baby fat face, tied up this kind of hair is beautiful. It's amazing.

Jinghao stood up and took a bag of clothes in his hand. "Take it and change it. The clothes on your body are really beautiful."

Aimeng took the bag foolishly and went to the dressing room. The clothes were brassier, but not transparent. The length to the knee was just right, not long or short. The tender yellow color seemed to make her skin more white.

There is a big bow on the back. It looks pure and suitable for her age.

The cream white high-heeled shoes are not very high. They should be about 6cm. Fortunately, Aimeng was wearing high-heeled shoes, and had accompanied his father to some banquets before.

There is also a BEIGE Handbag of the same style.

It's not that she doesn't know these brands. This handbag is the latest style of Chanel, and she knows it. Don't look at such a small thing, but it costs tens of thousands of yuan. She sighs deeply. When did she become like this.

When she went out, even Jing Hao couldn't help but be amazed. As expected, people depend on clothes. This sentence is right. When she didn't wear the dress just now, she didn't see that it would be so beautiful.

Aimeng pulled his clothes unnaturally. Although the length was just right, it still felt a little short.

"It's OK, Mr. Zijing."

"Good. That's it. I'll take the man first."

Then Aimeng got on the bus in such a hazy way. As soon as she got on the bus, she received a short message from Xiaole asking if she would come today. She just replied two words, she would come.

Xiaole should be accompanied by Shen Luo. After all, this is the relationship between them. But in her heart, she wants Mo Yanke to go with her, but she can't.However, it took more than ten minutes. All of a sudden, Jinghao stopped the car, while Aimeng took the mobile phone and sent the edited short message and pressed the send button.

The orientation Party of a university is always grand, so there are all kinds of good cars outside the school, because I heard that there are many beautiful women in the media major of the school when I was in high school, and they are basically picked up by luxury cars. Some people say that they are kept, others say that they are trading with their own bodies.

But it's all about hearing. No one knows exactly what happened.

"Mengmeng, it's really you. I thought I was wrong just now. If it wasn't for Shen Luo who said it was you, I wouldn't dare to cry. You girl, how can you dress so beautifully? You are just a fairy." Kang Xiaole some exaggeration said, and then playing with Aimeng's arm, and then for no reason asked, "Mo Yanke, he is not your boyfriend, how to let you come alone."

Although we all know her relationship with Mo Yanke, almost everyone who knows her will feel that Mo Yanke, not other men, should appear beside Meng Meng today. It's just that. Things often don't happen as she can expect. It's like everyone thinks it's like this, but it's not like this.

"Hello, I'm Meng Meng's boyfriend today. My name is Jing Hao."

The abrupt sound seems to be more confused in this noisy night.

Shen Luo naturally knows Jing Hao, but he doesn't know how AI Meng can be with him, and his brow can't help wrinkling.