Time Travelling Princess

Sure enough, he saw them stop, standing in the shadow of the mottled and yellow trees, and say a few words in a friendly way.

Then, Han Yuyang hugged Ling Yao Yao. They Kissing each other fondly

The light at night is too dark, and minghaoxuan can't see the expression on Ling Yaoyao's face. Is it like when he kisses her? So shy, slightly closed wet eyes, cheeks as red as branches 1; 148471591054062 transparent red apple

In fact, maybe they did not kiss for a long time, but for Ming haoxuan, it seems that after a century of long and suffering.

He felt that he should rush forward, and recklessly separate the two men who had apparently just fallen in love, and pull the little girl who must have lost her head back to his arms. To all the people in this world: she is his, she only belongs to him! No one can touch her except him

Even, he thought that he could be a little bit more mean and directly went to Han Yuyang to tell him that Ling Yaoyao could not have children.

Han Yuyang is the only son in the family. If he knew this cruel reality, he would at least hesitate if he didn't repent immediately

However, he just tightly clenched his cold numb fist and stood still.

It's like the big tree that has been fixed behind him. He can only hear his heartbreaking voice, but his feet can't move a minute

They kiss each other fondly, it should be the imagination of Ming haoxuan, burning with jealousy and the state of burning inside.

In fact, Han Yuyang just kisses Ling Yao Yao like a dragonfly. After all, it's outside the house where people come and go, and it's under the eyes of the Ling family. Even if he wanted to kiss more, Ling Yaoyao would not like it.

The two soon separated and said good night to each other. Han Yuyang waved goodbye to Ling Yaoyao. Ling Yaoyao also raised his feet and walked to the villa gate.

When she took out the key to open the door, a tall and elegant figure, like a wall emerging from the dark, firmly blocked her in front of her.

Ling Yaoyao raised her head and saw the boundless but cloudy face of Ming haoxuan, full of all kinds of deep and unpredictable emotions that she could not understand.

She was stunned and confused.

Eh? Where did he come from? How long have you been here? She and Han Yuyang just now Did he see them all?

Although she has no relationship with him for a long time, it is normal for her to fall in love and kiss or even go to bed with anyone. Minghaoxuan has no right to interfere.

But lingyao Yao didn't know why? At this time to see Ming haoxuan, she still feel very at a loss, there is a kind of near guilty panic.

How could this happen? Obviously, she is in love openly. What is she afraid of?

She pursed her dry lips and heard her own dry voice: "Why are you here?"

"I'm waiting for you." Ming haoxuan's voice is also dry and dull, and completely lost the natural and natural magnetism of the past.

"Oh..." Ling Yaoyao lowered her eyes and said in a low voice and not very fluent: "today I went out to climb the mountain. It's far away, so I came back a little late..."

Minghaoxuan did not say anything, just lowered his head deeply, deeply staring at her. That deep and sharp eyes, as if to see into the depths of her soul.

Ling Yaoyao felt more uneasy, as if standing here for another minute might drive her crazy. She turned around eagerly and wanted to open the door: "I went in..."

But minghaoxuan suddenly reached out and grasped her key hand. She could feel the hot and dry temperature coming from his thick palm.

Ling Yaoyao's heart jumped irregularly. The key almost fell to the ground and turned to stare at him: "what are you doing?"

"Go to a place with me." Minghaoxuan pulled the corner of his lips bitterly.

Ling Yao gradually calmed down, raised her hand and stroked her long hair, which had been blown by the wind. Her voice and color returned to her former Indifference: "it's very late. I'm going to have a rest."

However, minghaoxuan could not help saying that she picked her up and strode to his car.

Ling Yaoyao fainted for a moment and began to struggle angrily: "minghaoxuan, don't be too much! My brother and sister Chen are all in it. When I call out, they all hear me

"Don't worry, I won't insult you." Minghaoxuan controlled her hands and feet, and looked very vicissitudes, but solemnly: "I just want to take you to a place to have a look, maybe there are some things you are worth remembering, after seeing, I will send you back."

After a short pause, he said in a very difficult tone: "if you go there and you don't have a trace of feeling, then Later, you want to be with Han Yuyang, just be together. I won't say anything... "

Hearing what he said was not like a joke, Ling Yaoyao aroused some curiosity and asked, "where is it?"

"You'll know when you go." Minghaoxuan said faintly, opened the door and threw her to the co driver's seat, and then he got on the car.The expensive and luxurious car drove away quickly and disappeared in the hazy autumn night.

Along the way, Ming haoxuan did not say anything more, as if he was still as calm as before.

But the hard and cold lines on his lips and the white fingers on the steering wheel revealed the disorder and pain in his heart at the moment

Driving farther and farther away from downtown area, Ling Yaoyao gradually found that this was a very familiar road in his memory. Not prosperous, but it is hard for her to forget the road.

Two years ago, she used to walk the road every day. But after this time, she never came here.

When the car stopped steadily under the building where she and Tao Wenjing once rented, minghaoxuan said, "here we are."

"What are you doing here?" Lingyaoyao sat motionless, and said, "the house has already retired."

"I rent it again." Minghaoxuan sighed imperceptibly and said in a low voice, "go and have a look. It's still the same as before you go. I haven't changed anything."

Ling Yaoyao was stunned for a moment. She was surprised and sighed in her heart. For a moment, she couldn't say what it was like?

She didn't speak any more. She followed Ming haoxuan out of the car in silence, and went to the eighth floor with him in silence.

The corridor here is still crowded and narrow, with empty pins and other sundries such as bicycles, honeycomb briquettes, etc. For two years, it seems that there is no change at all, but it seems more old-fashioned.

Fortunately, perhaps because of the large household of Ming Hao Xuan, the street lamps are all good, and every floor is on.

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