On an international flight back to Cloud City, Barcelona sat on a fashion designer, Joe Lovi, who has become famous in the fashion industry for nearly two years.

The flight attendant poured coffee and brought it to the first class, "Ms., your coffee."

She was looking at the men's clothing design drawings on her laptop. Her long curly hair was draped like silk on her waist, her long eyelashes were half hanging, and her face was exquisite and beautiful. No female star in the entertainment industry could compare to her!

As the flight attendant looked at the passenger's face in amazement, she raised her face and smiled, "Thank you."

When she took the coffee, the flight attendant suddenly widened her eyes and recognized her, "You are the artistic director of 'Yuchun', Miss Qiao Luowei, right? I like 'Yuchun' women's clothing very much, especially those series you designed by 'Yuchun'!"

Lovi smiled politely, "Thank you for like it."

"Can you sign for me?"

"Can."

When the flight attendant looked excitedly at the designer signing in front of him, he accidentally noticed that there were long scars on the skin exposed on the beautiful designer's arms and neck, but the color had already become pale.

Looking at these scars, I couldn't imagine how terrible the wounds I had suffered. The flight attendant was surprised and Lovi handed over the signature, "Please continue to pay attention to the new product of 'Yuchun'."

"Of course, it must be!" The flight attendant immediately took it happily.

As soon as he got off the plane, Lovi received a call from Barcelona, ​​"I've arrived. Don't worry, grandma, Mingzhi and I made an appointment to come back to stay for at most two months. After preparing to launch the "Yuchun" men's clothing, we will go back to Barcelona. I'll go back to see you when I'll!"

As soon as I hung up the phone, a tall figure came up in front of me, a handsome and elegant noble man with Fengshen!

Luo Wei looked at the milk tea in the other person's hand, and her eyes lit up instantly, "Wow, my milk tea!"

Fu Mingzhi knew that she drank this brand of milk tea, and he was amused and stuffed the milk tea into her hands, "Drink it, are you tired?"

"I'm not tired or tired, I slept on the plane." Luo Wei felt better after taking a few sips of milk tea, and looked behind him, "Hey, Tang Tang didn't come?"

"She said she went to buy vegetables and wait until she went back to have a meal." Fu Mingzhi naturally held her hand, felt the coldness of her fingers, and took off her coat and put it on her, "You have a bad physical condition, don't catch a cold."

Luo Wei has been accustomed to his concern and care, "Oh, thank you, but you can't catch a cold."

"It's okay, I'm a big man, I'm resistant to freezing." Fu Mingzhi looked at her, smiled and opened his hand, "Why, I haven't seen you for a month, don't you say anything?"

Luo Wei twitched her eyebrows, sucked milk tea, avoided his arms and walked forward, "Don't we meet often?"

While she was studying in Barcelona, ​​Fu Mingzhi would fly over to meet her almost every weekend, and sometimes even just for a meal, he would fly across the ocean.

They haven't met for a month just for the recent men's clothing.

Their current relationship is in today's terms:

Friends are the first, lovers are not full.

After she woke up from the hospital two years ago, he took care of her for two years and pursued her for two years. It was only because of her own reasons that the two never broke the relationship between lovers!

——But despite this, their familiarity and trust have long surpassed ordinary lovers.

"Don't you say that seeing me for a day is like three autumns." Fu Mingzhi sighed, "I thought you would give me a hug when I saw me. It seems that you don't miss me at all."


Chapter completed!