Do you really think that I must be you... Do you really think that I must be you...Do you really think that he must be you?

She stood there stiffly, her fingertips holding her hands tightly, but she couldn't close them or hold them.

Who said that why not lift the sand that cannot be held in the wind?

But why, fog gradually faded out of her eyes, and her retina seemed to be covered with red, red, pouring her gaze into a bloody ocean.

The blue sky and white clouds, the blue reflection, under the tall camphor tree, a lotus-green figure stood there quietly, and the sunlight shone the black shadows.

A skirt flutters in the wind, but the shadows are lonely.

In the living room, on the ring chair beside the floor-to-ceiling window, Chu Mo stood quietly there with a coffee cup.

In her sight, she entered the figure of the man as scheduled. She slowly came, lowered her eyes and lowered her head. Her figure was extremely lonely and she was very depressed.

The black eyes were slightly tightened, and the fingertips that were buckled on the coffee cup moved lightly, but the words that were about to come out were choked in the throat.

As if he sensed the gaze on his body, Feng Mi raised her eyes and collided with Chu Mo in the air.

The latter's eyes were a little expectant, but the deep and narrow eyes were complex and difficult to understand.

His eyes gradually became colder. The moment he saw Chu Mo, the corners of his lips curled up, and a sarcastic smile caught her black pupils.

The sun reflected off the window was densely reflected, and the two looked at each other through the floor-to-ceiling window.

In the end, Feng Mi left first.

That sarcastic smile seemed to have taken root in Chu Mo's eyes and could no longer be lingered.

Holding the coffee cup, his tall and straight figure fell on the floor-to-ceiling window, and finally a low laugh came out from his thin lips, "Ha..." It seemed that every time, he could make her bored.

It was dull, and in the evening, it turned into gloomy. Raindrops as big as beans floated down from the sky and hit the floor-to-ceiling window.

Feng Mi nests on the bed, with her hands on the back of her head, her legs crossed together, she looked up at the ceiling, occasionally looking toward the view outside the floor-to-ceiling window, and it took her half a day to sit.

The precious and thin figure shook before my eyes again, and my tender lips trembled. Finally, I closed my eyes in pain, pulled out the pillow behind my head and covered it on my face, not wanting to think about it anymore.

"Papapapa..." A bean-sized raindrop fell from the air and hit the puddle on the ground.

A lot of water has accumulated on the steps in front of the door.

The sound of the wind caters to the sound of rain, as if between heaven and earth, it was hazy in this rain curtain.

In the gray eyes, a black Volkswagen, who could not see the original shape, passed through the community and parked at the door of the villa. The Volkswagen stopped in the sound of brakes with a very rhythmic sound.

The car door opened, and an umbrella opened, accompanied by a cursing words, "Fuck! Who is sick in this broken place!"

Under the black umbrella, Xu Ziqing raised her hand to wipe the rain on her face. When she turned around, she looked at his black Volkswagen body and twitched the corners of her lips.

The wheels are almost all sludge, because this area is a demolition area. When it is windy and rainy, the rain will blow away the sludge, and the road surface is full of the reform and opening up.

But after walking two steps, the upper was already soaked, and even the legs of the trouser were stained with rain.

I went forward and rang the doorbell for a long time. The villa kept ringing, but no one came to open the door.

Xu Ziqing was furious and slapped the doorbell directly, and kept pressing it. "Open the door! Open the door quickly! Huo Xingyan, I know you are inside, are you dead? If you are not dead, just squeak me!"

"My car is ruined, just let me see this!"

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Huo Xingyan made no sound, his fingertips pressed against the goblet, and his jaw collapsed very tightly. It seemed that at that moment, his eyes also sank a little.

Xu Ziqing has been silently observing his emotions. As a director, he observes every emotional state of an actor, his eyes and behavior, which are compulsory courses.

It was originally a guess. After all, like Huo Xingyan, the famous four young master of the Huo family, who was spoiled by the whole family since childhood, as long as he thought, he would not have been able to get it.

His life was so smooth that except for that incident, his life had almost never fallen.

As the Huo family, almost all men did not participate in the military and political affairs, such as his uncles, his father, including Huo Xingtao... However, since that incident, Mr. Huo acquiesced to him in business.

"I told you that you have a long time ago that you have no good results when you get involved in the young and beautiful women in good families. The result is that you don't listen. Now you're fine, you'll have a fall!"

"You deserve it. You have such a small bud, you actually have the heart to take action!"

Xu Ziqing's complaints are not groundless.

Since I saw that person in the private room last time, I felt that the two were far apart.

Not to mention that Huo Xingyan is 31 years old and that girl is under 18 years old, she will talk about her personality: Huo Xingyan is a mature and experienced master, nearly teenager older than the other party, and there is a generation gap of three years old. How many generation gaps does this mean!

Nowadays, little girls are used to being arrogant and domineering, and their tempers are more and more popular. Besides, she is the pearl in her hand, so the lady always has a temper.

And that personality is also a rebellious master. If you tell her one thing, she will definitely be in sync.

Did Huo Xingyan suppress her? No!

Xu Ziqing remembered the girl's decisive behavior at the card table, and the peerless style that could be seen between her young eyebrows and eyes. Her hot personality, although she is well educated, if she wants to train this little tiger into a kitten, Xu Ziqing felt that the difficulty coefficient is five stars!

"You also think we are not suitable?" Huo Xingyan now closed his eyes and opened his eyes. Feng Mi refused him, and his indescribable appearance seemed to have no difficulty in even a slight struggle.

He turned his head in surprise and looked at him for a while. Xu Ziqing's eyes were rare for a moment, "I thought you were a very rational person!" Just as he said that she was just his prey, but now it seems that this is not the case.

"Ayan, things like feelings are really hard to come!"

"Every time, no matter what you get, there is no good result! No matter how much you put in or hard, it is useless!" When Xu Ziqing said this, a little sadness flowed in his eyes, but it was fleeting.

With a chuckle, Huo Xingyan glanced at him, "Do you know again?"

"Of course, you don't watch me at least shoot so many movies. Isn't that just the little thing between men and women?"
Chapter completed!