Chapter 190

In the cold wind, there is only a sinister looking Tang Yueze and a sweet lover holding hands.

There is no fluctuation on Moshi's modest and handsome face, such as choosing to stop temporarily, but it is purely polite not to disturb people's "conversation", of course, because they are in the way.

Chi Huan looks at the luxury car parked in the middle of the road, looks at Tang Yueze himself, and says, "Tang Dashao, I said that no matter how you are, they are all people who have lived in flowers. How can your EQ be so low?"

Tang Yueze narrowed his eyes and looked at her expressionless.

"Originally, when she was with you, she hated being stabbed at her back and said that she was for money. Even if others said that, you would still talk with her about money Who will you dump if you don't? "

The man lips pan sneer, "that is, if women are as thick as you, good, even if stabbed on the backbone, you are also very upright."

Chi Huan pulled the scarf from her nose and said discontentedly, "I'm kind enough to mention you. What are you doing running on me?"

Tang Yueze glanced at the cold and quiet man and said, "you are with him and say that you are because of the lack of money?"

There's no doubt that's a lot.

The combination of female stars and rich men, thinking about love, is less than a change in money and color trading.

But these, Chi Huan saw when he didn't hear, heard when he didn't see.

Let alone, even for money - rob your man? Have you eaten your rice? It's none of your business.

Chi Huan put out his hand. "A lot of them have a long mouth. I can't seal it. My boyfriend is so handsome and rich. They are so nice to me. It's normal for them to be jealous. I'm also jealous for me. Let them say something to vent. "

Tang Yueze,"... "

"Do you look at me with a new look? Then you should give up your heart as early as possible. You playboy, who has been acting in love for a hundred years, is not my dish. If you like Miss Liang's pure and simple girl, you have to endure her twisting and flirting. Just like I like my boyfriend, I have to endure his high coldness and boredom They have a parents who like to be greedy and cheap. They think they have no light on their faces. You still say you want to give her money in front of your ex boyfriend. Don't you hit her in the face? "

Ink when modest thin lips pucker up, looking down at the body side of the small woman.

Tang Yueze looked at her eyebrows and eyes, nestled in the side of the tall and straight man vividly, smirking, "just because your girlfriend likes me, you used to satirize me once when you saw me before. How can you be so good today and specially promote me?"

"Your EQ You used to like your face and your money, didn't you? If you can't coax her back, what will she do when she comes to show her regret and affection to my boyfriend? It's annoying to think about it Besides, if you are jilted, what can I do to harm my best friend when you have a chance to do so? I'm also in a bad mood So you'd better stay together for a long time. I wish you a long life together. "

Mo Shiqian leads Chi Huan by his side, and there is no conversation or eye contact with another man of the same height.

In the street lamp pull down very long figure so gradually away.

Tang Yueze stood straight, put one hand into his trouser pocket, lowered his head, which was still expressionless, and vaguely heard the man walking far behind him ask in a low voice, "Chi Huan, I've watched all those boring horror films with you. How do you think I'm funny?"

"Why do you call me Chi Huan again? Your mother always calls me Huan, and you can only call me that later..."

It sounds like complaints, but you can taste the sticky sweetness without guessing.

Sweet

This relationship is the most active, the most attentive and the most paid one. It is clearly the favorite girl he has met. But the longer the time is, the more difficult it is for him to remember what kind of taste sweetness should be.

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In the night of the ancient city, there is a little chill in the air. The tourists come and go, which makes the cold more lively.

Red lantern is a very special existence.

In Zhang Yimou's films, the more red the lanterns in Chen's mansion are, the more gloomy and desolate they are.

And in the laughter of people, the neatly arranged lanterns on the side of the road set off a warm and festive scene.

The man looked down at her half face, which was blocked by the scarf. The radian of the corner of his lips went up, and he smiled, "how do I feel that you are so active and coquettish today?"

Her head rested on his arm. "Then your little green plum is back. Of course I need to watch it closely."

Of course, moshiqian knows that this is an excuse for her to talk casually. When the full moon comes back, he doesn't know in advance. Naturally, she doesn't know even more.

He said in a low, dumb way, "then let's go back to get married, and you don't have to worry about who took me, eh?"

"Why do you seem anxious to marry me? Generally, a man of your age who has achieved great success will not want to be bound by the shackles of marriage so early. "

The man light smile, "perhaps I just want to taste, is fettered by the taste."He said casually, as if he just picked up her words casually, but Chi Huan was stunned for several seconds, and the fingers lying in his palm gradually curled up.

Want to be tied up Can she understand it as yearning?

Floating prodigal, yearning for fetter and stability.

Finally, it's not like a man who can't speculate and ponder, who is calm and indifferent, who has no desire and no desire.

"You have neither rose nor ring, so I promise you, it seems that I have no price." she looked at the end of the long street submerged by the red lantern, with a rather embarrassed expression. "Well, if you can carry me to the end of the street, I promise to bind you."

Mo Shiqian looked down at her starry eyes, thin lips covered with a light and thin smile, "but this street is the longest street in the ancient city."

Chi Huan, "..."

Give him the steps. He thinks the steps are too high?

No sincerity.

Chi Huan chuckles, "then continue to stroll..."

Before she had finished speaking, she stopped because the tall and upright man had squatted down in front of her.

"Come up."

Chi Huan looks at the endless ancient street, and then at the man squatting in front of her. Her red lips smile. Even if she is covered by a red scarf, she can still feel it.

She leaned over and went up.

Mo Shiqian takes her back and walks slowly with long legs.

Chi Huan put his hands around his neck. "Do you have a full moon on your back?"

There seems to be a smile in his voice, "No."

"You are not allowed to recite her, except for me."

"Good."

"Not even holding You had monsoon last time. "

"Good."

"Ink is modest."

"Well?"