Ke Yihan looked at the eyes of the reporters, looked at Yan Mengzhen, and after a while of silence, he said, "It seems that the video is very hot, otherwise everyone will not chase here. First of all, thank you for your concern. The relationship is our husband and wife.
Well, we have nothing to explain. I hope everyone will leave soon, don't affect the normal life of the residents. "
"President Ke, do you say that, do you mean Mrs. Ke's derailment? Or do you have a secret girlfriend?" The reporter looked at Ke Yihan's eyes and asked directly.
Ke Yihan looked at the reporter's eyes, and suddenly fell his eyes on Yan Meng's face. He violently pressed her earlobe and said softly: "You said, I will now be Yan Ninggong, what will you do?
"
Yan Meng really instinctively grabbed Ke Yihan's sleeves, frowned and said, "No."
"Yan Mengzhen, I want to take a look, what point can your father's heart be able to withstand it? I also want to try it. Do you use this method to let me and Yan Ning be with it.
Facing the reporter, I said it very direct: "It seems that the reporters and friends know a lot. Seeing that everyone is so positive in the middle of the night, don't tell the truth, it seems that it is not very suitable, I, Yan Mengzhen ...
"
Later, before saying, Yan Meng really did his best to pull him face to face with her. She raised her toes and kissed his lips like this.
With. Kiss. Seal.
Yes, Yan Meng really can't let Ke Yihan tell everything about everything. If this is the case, her father and mother will face many, many problems when they arrive. Thinking of this, she eventually made such a decision.
Ke Yihan did look at the little woman in her arms. In order to prevent him from telling the truth, she took the initiative to offer. He kissed, he stood in place, motionless, let her green.
His lips, entering his mouth, looking for his tongue, gently hooked, had to admit it, it was very comfortable, but it was stupid, just like the first kiss, this, this useless woman, couldn't learn.
When the reporters saw this scene, the speed of the shutter was extremely fast. This story is really enjoyable.
Kiss, after the end, Yan Meng was red with red cheeks, holding Ke Yihan's hand, and his fingers interlocking. To the media reporter, he whispered: "Thank you very much for our attention, I am Ke Yihan's wife, for that video, I
Think, it may be a misunderstanding. A very simple friend party. I hope everyone does not mind. I love Ke Yihan very much and swear with my life. Except for him, I can't hold my second person in my heart. "
"Mrs. Ke, do you really love Ke Ke? Are you sure it's just a misunderstanding?" The reporters said very directly.
"I think, I should be able to answer your question, yes, I love him very much, and love him to be angry.
He accompanied me to the end, I think, giving birth to him, I think, after decades, he can talk to me and laugh. I think this is the most successful and happiest thing in my life.
We will also encounter many difficulties and many problems. We need everyone's testimony. Thank you very much for your care. However, I love him, love and love. "After Yan Mengzhen finished speaking, he bowed deeply.
The reporters heard this scene and they were all silent. They believed it a little.
"My life, since he was wonderful, my life existed because of him. In this life, if he does not abandon, I will never leave, if he abandons me, life and death depend on each other." Yan Meng really blushed and looked at Ke Yihan's eyes
Say very seriously.
Especially the sentence: "If he doesn't give up, I will never leave, if he abandon me, life and death depend on each other."
Provocation, ** naked provocation, in her eyes, there is a kind of. To be able to say, what I can do, it is firm to the extreme.
The reporter looked at their fingers tightly and looked at Yan Meng's red eyes. They were really moved, and once again believed that the video was just a misunderstanding. At this time
A group of reporters were taken away by the security guard. For a while, time was quiet.
Ke Yihan looked at her hand holding his hand tightly and asked, "What time do you want to hold it?"
"How can I make my life, do you let it? Just as I say love you, you are willing to do the same truth?" Yan Meng really took his hand and asked.
"For a minute, I do n’t let it, Yan Mengzhen, I do n’t think you can act, you ca n’t tolerate the second person in your body and mind, Wu Qiu Yao is the first person? Qi Zongye is the first person? And what is the Chen?
Your mouth, the ability to lie is really amazing, I am ashamed of myself. "Ke Yihan said ironically.
In fact, every sentence just now, he listened clearly. He didn't know. After many years, let Yan Mengzhen say: How extravagant is I love you, facing death, and obtaining.
He finally understood what it means to miss, no more today.
"I really hope it is not you." Yan Meng really let go of Ke Yihan's hand and said directly.
Ke Yihan frowned, but didn't ask. He was too lazy to ask even if he was too scary to ask her now.
"I said, I hope it is not you." Yan Meng was really unwilling and repeated again.
"Say something directly." Ke Yihan said without patience.
Yan Meng smiled bitterly bitterly, a good words, said something directly, really cold, really cold.
She paused and said slowly: "I hope, what I love is not you, but the people in your mouth, whether Chen, and Wu Qiu Yao, it is Qi Zongzheng.
The seat in my mind, I hope that one day, my heart, my body, I will never bloom alone for you, Ke Yihan, I love you, you are the supreme king, if one day, I am amnesia
I forget you thoroughly. At that moment, you must be nothing. In the future, there will be one day in the future, I will tell you, I don’t want you anymore, Ke Yihan, you will use it to me today, and one day in the future will always use it will be used one day in the future.
On you. "
After Yan Mengzhen finished speaking, he turned and walked to the door of the house.
But after a few steps, suddenly folded back, looking at Ke Yihan's eyes, she whispered: "Ke Yihan, I have always forgotten to tell you, as long as you hurt a person in this world, there is always a person who comes back alone.
If you hurt you, there are also such a person who can calm down all my pain, injuries, your pain, and the feelings I pursue, and some people will give me in the future.
After Yan Mengzhen finished speaking, she turned stubbornly and left with a big step. In fact, love was not fair at all.
Then, then
Ke Yihan got on the car and started the car. He had not stopped for a second. He made up his mind to do what he would never turn back. He was firm.
Yan Mengzhen returned to the room, sat on the bed, hugged his body tightly, and choked: "Yan Mengzhen, don't cry, never allow tears for him."
Suddenly the glass rang, she stunned, quickly got up, opened the window, Qi Zongye on the opposite side, and said with a smile: "It seems, the shooting is good?"
"So not to rest late?" Yan Meng really leaned on the edge of the window and asked.
"Are you not the same?" Qi Zongzheng asked.
"How much distance is there?" Yan Mengzhen looked at Qi Zonghuan.
"Obviously and very close, otherwise, it is not easy to listen to each other clearly. Yan Mengzhen, is it insomnia?" Qi Zongzheng asked.
Yan Meng really smiled lightly, watching the sky and said, "Why have you insomnia before falling asleep? Qi Zongzheng, in fact, in the past few years, I don't sleep well."
"That's because there is a person who makes you unsatisfactory, Yan Mengzhen, what did you do before? I have read your information, and it seems that there is no job?" Qi Zongzheng asked.
What do you do? Love. Isn't the woman a job? Wiring frown, just wanted to answer, and suddenly the window on the other side opened, so Ke Yi's ice face appeared like this. The distance between the three of them was really too much.
It's too close, so that the atmosphere is so embarrassing.
Qi Zongzheng looked at Ke Yihan, looked at Yan Ning, and said with a smile: "Is this separated?"
Yan Mengzhen's face was a little ugly. Fortunately, the moonlight was dark, and it should not be seen, otherwise it would be really embarrassing.
"President Qi, so there is Yaxing, this night does not take a break, it’ s time to talk about it, bothering me to sleep. If it is not an acquaintance, I plan to call a security guard. I bother you. If you really have something, you can call.
Now that technology is so developed, there is no need to harass others, do you say yes? Miss Yan? "Ke Yihan's cold voice said directly.
"I can't see the face when I call, what's the use? Mr. Ke, what kind of work Yan Mengzhen did before?" Qi Zongzheng suddenly asked Ke Yihan.
Ke Yihan laughed and said ironically, "Work? Hehe, it is indeed a good job, the income is considerable, and it is easy."
"Ke Yihan." Yan Meng shouted unhappy.
"Miss Qianjin, why can't you say that Miss Yan has other jobs? I never know this husband?" Ke Yihan asked funnyly.
Yan Meng really doesn't need to look at his appearance, and knows, he is now a face -like face, and finally, he is too lazy to ignore it, close the window, and sleep.
Qi Zongzheng looked at Yan Mengzhen's closure of the window, and said to Ke Yihan some angry: "Mr. Ke, you let me insomnia tonight. You must know that it is a kind of enjoyment to watching Yan Meng.
In this way, I can't do spring. Dream. "
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