Chapter 3070

In this way, it perfectly lingers in an ambiguous and exciting atmosphere,

Two people are dancing, but it doesn't look like dancing, but like a tit for tat fight.

But no one noticed the tense atmosphere between them, and... You come and go, step on each other again and again.

So the price of this dance is——

Jiang YuYan's shoes have several more footprints, and the girl's snow-white skirt has obvious footprints.

At the end of the music,

The two quickly released their hands.

Yunman is very satisfied, and more and more satisfied. He whispers to ranbai, "it's very good."

Dyed white: "

She doesn't want to talk.

…

Jiang Yuyan thought of the fireworks. He moved his fingertips, but the phone rang untimely at this time.

The boy twisted his eyebrows and turned on his cold eyes.

On the other side, Zhao Zhaosheng's loveless voice came: "Jiang Yuyan, come to the hospital!"

The boy asked lazily, "what's the matter?"

"Who's sick in your family? I'm too noisy to tell you, you know?" Zhao Zhao had a headache. "I don't listen to anyone. This little ancestor is too arrogant... I usually listen to you and only get close to you. It's even worse when I'm sick! I'm really spoiled by you as a princess!!"

Jiang Yuyan narrowed his eyes and asked, "I asked you to take care of me for a few days, so you can take care of me like this?"

"Cough... I don't know. In a word, you'd better come here, just you... Gee, I said Jiang Yuyan, I think, or you'll live with your little ancestor all your life." Zhao Zhao solemnly said: "I'll move the Civil Affairs Bureau to you, and we can't get married. Ha ha ha ha!"

Jiang Yuyan sneered: "get out."

The young master ordered, "put the phone out hands-free. I want to talk."

Zhao Zhao ran over and quickly put the phone there.

Jiang Yuyan listened to the opposite voice, wrung his eyebrows, leaned carelessly aside, and coaxed in a low voice: "listen, huh?"

"It's time for an injection. I'm not a doctor. It's no use looking for me."

The boy's bass is magnetic and provocative. It's a good sound line, but his words are bad: "if you're not happy, do Zhao Zhao. How can you be happy?"

Zhao Zhao:???

What a bloody feud, young master Jiang!!

Zhao Zhao urged: "come here quickly. I tell you, seriously, I can't blame me for coming to the hospital. It's mainly your family..."

Jiang Yuyan didn't want to hear this. He was silent and more patient, "be good."

After a pause, Jiang Yuyan turned to Zhao zhaodan and said, "I'll go there right away. You let me go."

Zhao Zhao rolled his eyes: "yes, I know. I don't dare to care."

Jiang Yuyan hung up the phone and couldn't see dye white for a long time.

He narrowed his eyes, looked around and couldn't find it. Finally, he tutted and drove away by himself.

Almost all the way to the windy speed.

Everyone knows that young master Jiang has a cat.

He has been with Jiang Yuyan since he was born, and it is one of the few "legacies" left by Jiang YuYan's dead mother.

Now he is old and about to turn 20.

Even if Jiang Yuyan used all his patience and careful care on weekdays, he could not prevent many disasters and diseases.

When Jiang Yuyan arrived at the pet hospital, it was very late.

The doctor has given the injection.

The old cat wilted and circled itself into a ball, biting the tip of its tail and looking wronged.

This appearance made Jiang Yuyan hold it up painfully.

The cat smelled the familiar smell and instantly recovered a little spirit. Her claws pulled the boy's clothes and rubbed in the boy's arms.

Zhao Zhao stood nearby: "you can count it. Where have you been?"

Jiang Yuyan held the cat and replied, "go to a party."

Zhao Zhao said no more.

After hesitating, he looked at the gentle boy who was making the cat happy. He couldn't bear it, but he still had to say: "the doctor told me just now... I said that, Jiang Yuyan. It's normal for birth, old age, illness and death. You have to learn to let go..."

He grew up with Jiang Yuyan from an early age. He knows the nature of the young man very well.

Lonely, sharp and hard to approach.

But once he really broke into Jiang YuYan's world, it was the youth who recognized the existence of Jiang Yuyan and would not let go even if he died.

Too stubborn.

It's not a good thing.

Although Zhao Zhao knew that this cat was of great significance to Jiang Yuyan, it was the only living gift left after his biological mother's death, and it also accompanied Jiang Yuyan through the whole lonely childhood and the whole blood burning youth in this long time.

The radian of Jiang YuYan's lips converged, and his tone was cold and indifferent: "Zhao Zhao, I don't want to hear this."

He gave the cat along the hair, one after another. His slender jade fingertips were lightly stained with the cold moonlight white. He turned and hugged the cat and left.

By this time, the party was probably over.

When Jiang Yuyan was driving, he suddenly thought,

I don't know whether the man saw the fireworks or not.

He narrowed his eyes, leaned back lazily, and suddenly drifted the steering wheel. His eyes were inexplicable.

I thought for a long time.

Finally made up his mind.

Since today is that guy's birthday, forget it, he'll give her a face.

The boy picked up his mobile phone, white as jade fingertips on the keyboard, struck a few words on the plane, and finally clicked send.

The fluorescence of the mobile phone screen fell on the young man's beautiful and exquisite face. It was amazing, but it couldn't light up the deep pupils.

On the other side,

While the party was going on,

"Happy birthday, Miss Ju." her gentle voice, like the moonlight, swayed in her ear.

Tangqiyi is dressed in a finely cut dress, with picturesque eyebrows and eyes, slightly curved lips, and plain hands holding a glass of red wine, smiling and chanting at dyed white.

Dye white alienation should say, "thank you."

Sugar Qiqi smiled, took a sip of red wine and asked, "can you talk next to me?"

After a pause, she said, "there are many people here. It's inconvenient."

Dyed white said yes.

They walked out of the party with beautiful clothes and temples, smiling and bright lights behind them.

Until I came out, it rained this morning. The weather was a little cold. When the wind passed, it was a little cool.

Sugar Qiqi lifted the broken hair beside his ears, his eyebrows and eyes were dreamy, some gentle and unreal, his tone was very light and pleasant: "the result came out."

She smiled and handed the stack of photos sealed in the envelope to ran Bai, "the photos you need."

Dyed white drooping eyes took it.

During this action, neither of them poked each other's fingers.

She glanced at the photos at random to make sure it was what she wanted.

"Lanke has something to do. I asked me to send it to you." sugar 77 explained in a warm tone, "but you're still satisfied?"

Those photos,

It is a picture of two people's ambiguous intimacy: hugging, kissing, holding hands.