Late night clubs can touch the soft heart.

He dispersed her hair, and those black satin-like hairs were floating around him, and he couldn't get out of it.

He liked her breath, the fragrance was as fragrant as before, which caused a palpitations that were about to move.

Ye Xingcheng spent a long time to digest a man's affectionate kiss. Her lips were moving and she wanted to spit out annoying words, but whenever she wanted to say something, Fang Shuye would use his breath to scatter her fierceness and arrogance.

They have been separated by five years, and they have a warm love every time they are in love and feel like they are newlywed.

At this moment, he didn't want her to answer, just wanting him to know that he needed her tenderness, the busyness and regrets in his past life made him cherish this moment of heart-burning, deeply devoted himself, and only then did he find that life is so worthy of possession, and he was not an abandoned orphan. He almost wanted to roar and say to her, "Love me, don't leave."

For the first time she felt that kind of heart-wrenching love, as if he was telling his lonely soul, her heart that was trying to be cold and heartless was completely uncontrollable, and could only bear the noise he brought to her and the devastating love he brought to her with misty eyes.

"Although you didn't come, in your heart, we were dancing a panda dance, you are my star."

A person who has always been introverted, is not inferior to the love veteran Fan Zhenmo when speaking sweet words, and Ye Xingcheng cannot be moved.

Her starry eyes with anger had a bit of tenderness and charm, ironing his tortured heart into flat lines, and he didn't need any reason at all. They were the most normal and loved ones, so what's wrong with staying together forever?

He is not afraid of becoming a "tourist gentleman". He is so correct to think deeply about loving in the best time. Those chaotic voices and clamoring accents must all stay away from his world.

He could feel that she loved him and needed him.

When she was like a gentle flower under him, blooming with his own brightness, he felt relieved and moved, his lips twisting, and he just wanted to blend into the warmest gap in each other's hearts.

Fang Shuye is a person who can make her weak.

She did not go to work, and the president specially approved the holiday, and she was once again taken care of by his world.

When Prince Ulm left, he gave the gem to a frightened woman "miss night".

"Mr. Jiang's recommendation is indeed good. The Queen's Hotel is very outstanding, and His Highness the Prince likes that joke very much."

A private letter from Mr. Moly came in handing over, and Ye Xingcheng called Jiang Jiyou's name in his cell phone with a trembling tongue.

"Facts have proved that the hotel is not under my control. Night, don't come back to the set of "Mr. I don't need a hotel. If I can, I will be hungry and my eyes will be almost hungry!"

"Is Your Highness the Prince staying in the hotel because of the Jiang family?"

"No, it was only one day, but I didn't expect Fang Shuye to deal with it very quickly and efficiently, and the prince was very satisfied."

"Does the prince really have withdrawn?"

"Yes, I have it too, I'm going to be busy!" Jiang Jiyou said impatiently.

"Jiang Jiyou, as long as the Queen's Hotel does not go bankrupt, you have food every day. Not only your girlfriend will support you for the rest of your life, but I, a bad woman criticized by the outside world, will also support you for the rest of your life."

"I will be grateful for the cute bad woman!"

When Jiang Jiyou heard that he had something to eat, his eyes turned into crescent bends.

Miss night went to work, and she found that Fang Shuye's business mind was not really built. There was a golden corolla in the gift showroom of the Queen Hotel, and the gem that the prince gave her was inlaid in the center of the diamond-shining corolla.

"It will make a name for our hotel!" Ye Xingcheng was very excited when he looked at the prince's handwritten thank-you letter next to the crown.

“Is this the only one?”

"What?"

"The big tree calls for the stars, now we can only appreciate it. We can wear it for you when we get married!" Fang Shuye gave her a flash of autumn.

Is he proposing?
Chapter completed!