Sweetheart,Don't run away

On that day, the two people were like ordinary lovers, eating together, watching movies together, as if they were lovers in college.

After that, the dream and things over there came to an end.

Aimengsuan is completely at home to rest, assistant green was approved, did not return to Paris, but directly to travel. Anyway, the work is over, and Aimeng also goes with her. These two months are really hard. Even she feels very hard.

On the third day when Xianfu was at home, a guest came to the house.

The woman is very beautiful, with long straight hair, bright black and white skin. It seemed that he had a serious illness, and then could not be cured for a long time. It also seemed that he had not seen the sunshine for a long time. It was pale and frightening.

Just who is this woman? She sits in the courtyard of the villa and reads books. It's almost November. The weather at the end of October has entered autumn, so it's comfortable to bask in the sun.

It's just that she's been sitting here since the afternoon, and now, this woman has been wandering at her door. But she didn't know such a beautiful person.

In her impression, it seems that she has no friends. There is only one good friend like Xiaole here, and she doesn't know many in Paris.

From her point of view can just see everything outside, this woman is very good, this height is 175, looks very beautiful. A suit of clothes, dressed up is fashionable. I can see that the clothes on my body are famous brands. And it's the latest season's clothes.

Although Aimeng thinks that her growth is OK, her height is too different from that of this woman, not to mention her dress and appearance. I feel like a dwarf.

But this woman has been wandering around her front door for almost half an hour.

She got up, put down her book and went out. The door opened.

"Hello, who are you looking for?" If Aimeng had known this woman for several hours, she would not have known that she had left her home.

The woman looked back and was really amazing, "Mo Yanke lives here. Hello, I'm Li Luo."

The words seem to take the lead, AI Meng frowned, this kind of strong oppression is not very like.

"Mo Yanke lives here. If you want to find him, come and sit down first."

The woman gave her a faint smile and whispered "yes", but first she crossed Aimeng and went in, as if she were the hostess. Aimeng followed her behind, feeling a little unhappy. It's her home. Now it seems that someone has occupied her as the hostess.

"Sit here first. Do you like tea or drink?"

"Give me a glass of water, you know. I want to keep fit. These carbonated drinks are too much, but they are not good for your health. You should drink less in the future. "

Aimeng's hand on the refrigerator door suddenly froze, and then quietly went to a glass, took out a glass of water, poured a glass of water, and then walked over and put it down, "sit down first, I'll go there and get some fruit for you." Although she is not used to it, this woman is looking for Mo Yanke. No matter what her identity is, she can't belittle her enemies now.

When I went to the kitchen, I took out my mobile phone and sent a text message to Mo Yanke.

Then, Aimeng is sitting on the sofa, holding a notebook, and drawing the design, while the woman is sitting there with peace of mind, and then looking up and down.

In the end, Mo Yan and Ke FengChen rushed back. Just now, Meng Meng only said a few words in the text message that a beautiful woman came to look for her, came back quickly, and then disappeared. He didn't know who came to look for her, and then put down his work and rushed back quickly.

As soon as I entered the door, I was surprised when I saw it. There was a twinkle of discomfort in his eyes.

AI Meng got up, went to Mo Yanke, and then asked, "do you know him?"

Mo Yanke explained lightly. "Yes, just one classmate."

Classmate.

Aimeng is surprised, classmate. Aimeng is not very clear about Mo Yanke before, but she still remembers that Mo Yanke was angry with her because of a place. She also remembers a place called fuming road. In front of her, this woman is called Li Luo, and she looks so beautiful. A classmate, she doesn't seem to believe it.

The woman saw Mo Yanke, seemed very happy, suddenly stood up from the sofa, and then called out, "ah Ke."

AI Meng's heart immediately clattered.

She called him ako.

This kind of intimate address, even for herself, doesn't mean much. Her name is mo Yanke. Her name is mo Yanke with a surname. The address of a Ke is basically called by his brothers, but the woman in front of her calls him a Ke, which means that it's not a general relationship. If it's just a general classmate relationship, it shouldn't be so intimate.

This heart, suddenly a little uncomfortable. I feel that another kind of my own things are suddenly divided by others. I think I'm not happy. Besides, I'm not comfortable with this woman's attitude towards her just now. Feel a very proud look, she is the most disgusted with such a person."Sit down." Mo Yanke's attitude was cold, and he didn't have much expression on his face, so he took Aimeng and sat down.

I don't know whether it's out of some kind of psychology or something. Aimeng approaches Mo Yanke, reaches for his hand, embraces his arm, and says to him in an intimate manner.

"Ah Ke, don't you want to introduce your classmates? They have been waiting for you all afternoon. You see, you come back so slowly. "

"There's nothing to introduce. A former classmate, I haven't seen him for many years. He's a fence."

Just such a sentence, as if to say everything dead, AI Meng can hear, Mo Yanke seems not willing to say this topic. From the moment she entered the door, she could see that there was absolutely something between the two people before. The one called Li Luo was glad to see Mo Yanke, but he was indifferent and had a strange relationship.

But Aimeng was a little unhappy, holding Mo Yanke's arm tightly.

Then Mo Yanke seemed to react, "Oh, this is my girlfriend. We are going to get married soon."

This girl friend's introduction seems to have hesitated for several minutes. Even if there is some unhappiness in her heart, she can't seem to make any mistakes at the moment. She doesn't know who the woman is, but it doesn't matter. She is the owner of the villa.