True Love Lasts

The man sitting on the sofa didn't respond. He was still playing cards slowly. After a while, he decided whether to win or lose. He put away the dazzling cards and replied coldly: "no need for them to recover. Anyway, nothing has been done."

“…… Yes The subordinate nodded and was about to go out, but he was stopped by Tang Yao -

"the people I raised are becoming more and more useless..." Tang Yao didn't look at him directly. He was still sitting on the sofa. Looking at the front with empty eyes, it seems that there is still some confusion in the fundus, "you said. Why is that? "

"People in the United States are also working hard, but I didn't expect to meet nangongmo..." The subordinate frowned and hesitated to explain, "Nangong ink is too strong." So it's not too unexpected that almost all the troops are destroyed there!

"Is it?" With a low smile, Tang Yao suddenly turned to look at his subordinates. "Are you pleading for them, or are you suggesting that I should get rid of nangongmo first?"

The sharp and direct language made his subordinates sweat. He couldn't understand Tang Yao's meaning. He hesitated for a long time and then guessed: "I mean It's... "

"Well, go down!" At this time, Tang Yao suddenly burst out laughing and waved his arm leniently. In an instant, he withdrew his intention to kill. He was still amused, "what you mean is useless to me..."

He is too conceited and dark, so he never needs other people's opinions on this road!

He only believes in his own choices.

When his subordinates quit, Tang Yao shuffled his cards and was about to continue playing. The mobile phone in my pocket rings first - it's an international number! He was a little stunned and immediately reflected who it was!

It's Jack!

The man who is so kind as to be stupid

What do you call him for? Did it take so long to question him? It's really stupid!

Tang Yao laughs and shakes his head. He lets his mobile phone ring and ignores the flashing subtitles. Until several text messages are heard, he doesn't look over his head -

"Tang Yao, what happened a month ago?"

"Why don't you answer the phone?"

"Is something wrong with you, too?"

“……”

Tang Yao didn't read such information carefully. He just rubbed his eyebrows in disgust: it seems that Jack still regards him as a friend until now friend? Oh, it's time for him to change his cell phone number!

"Tang Shao." Another subordinate came in soon afterwards and stood respectfully beside him. "There's something happening over there with Wang Mingyang..."

Then Tang Yao put down his cards and raised a happy smile on his lips Very good! "

A long joyous love, he has been asking for, until finally, Shu Muwan finally exhausted. He grabbed his chest and went to sleep.

Nangong Mo just stopped, leaned over her forehead and gave her a kiss, then took her to the bathroom to clean She whimpered in her dream, and then she didn't have any reaction, and let him play with her

He had no choice but to help her take a bath. He can do it so well!

Clean up, wrap her in a bath towel, and then take her to bed to rest Practice makes perfect a whole set of movements! He carefully tucked in the corner of the quilt for her. When he wanted to lie down beside her, the old diary she put on the edge of the bed just fell to the ground

He picked it up, but when he saw the handwriting on the bookmark, his face sank slightly.

It's her handwriting!

And it's still very new - "I'll try my best to lead him out, even by any means..."

What do you mean do your best?

What is unscrupulous?

He remembered that when he was at the airport, she took the initiative to embrace his arm and walked high-profile; he remembered that when she was just in the study, she was soft and coquettish; he remembered that when she was on the sofa. Her passion and charm She's different!

He was clear: these were things she had never done before.

So, is this a kind of "do your best" or "do whatever you can"?

Use his reputation to make a high profile?

"Shumuwan." The bookmark on the hand has already been squeezed into a ball. His heart flashed infinite complexity, and finally just stood at the head of her bed, leaned over her lips and printed a light kiss. "Come on..."

With a whimper, her lips moved and she fell asleep again.

"You can tell me what you want..." His big palm brushed her soft hair, his doting and slow movement, his deep and gloomy language, "anything can Just don't take advantage of my feelings. "

It's hard for him to let a person in his heart.

It's hard to Fall in love with her!

So don't destroy him again.

For a long time, he squatted devoutly at the head of her bed for a long time, and finally got up. His tall figure left the bedroom and went back to the study again

He wants to deal with Tang Yao more now

Five in the morning.In the morning before dawn, the only people who start to move are: the mouse who goes to bed late, the dog who doesn't go to bed, the bird who gets up early, the insect who gets up early and A sleeping child!

Venki tugged at the cotton slippers. After walking around the villa, I finally found out exactly where the kitchen is He's hungry!

Just as he reached the door handle of the refrigerator, a sound came from the door of the villa. He ran out curiously and saw a gorgeous woman come in. Seeing him, he was totally stunned

"You..." She was stunned for ten seconds. Just put down the famous brand bag in hand, stepping on high-heeled shoes to come over, "whose child are you?"

How can you show up in Nangong's villa in pajamas?

Can't it be Nangong Mo?

No way!

How can such people have children!

"Who is your father?" Nangong can't bear to ask. Her body is full of perfume. Venki can't help frown. The more she is disturbed, the more hostile the voice is. "I ask you!" Dumb? "

Venki stepped back involuntarily: this old aunt So terrible!

After swallowing, he turned around and ran back upstairs before her scarlet nails hit her forehead

Villa living room.

After shock and consternation, Nangong Mo and Nangong finally sit opposite each other - they are also excellent genes of the Nangong family, but their aura and habits are completely opposite; their half blood is gone.

"Who was that little boy just now?" Nangong leaned forward and sat on the sofa, questioning the person sitting opposite, just like a family elder sister, "and the woman who came out of your room, what's the matter?"

She wanted to stop and ask clearly!

Nangong Mo is not in a hurry to pay attention to her problem. He just glanced at her watch and then swept her coldly: "I'm going to the company in ten minutes. Please hurry up. I don't have time to chat."

Chatting?

It's called chatting?!