Chapter 213

"Huo lemon or lemon lemon, Lu lemon or lemon lemon, will never change."

When he said love words, his eyes would be more and more profound. Lu Yilan nodded subconsciously, and then his eyes were obsessed with chewing the sugar gourd.

Good classy.

Before saying that, two people take a walk here. When the sun turns to dusk, Huo Ling reacts that it's afternoon.

After looking at the mobile phone, it was almost all missed calls. After thinking about it, Huo Ling and Lu Meng said goodbye. "Xiao Meng, I'll make another appointment next time. My brother has something else to do."

"Goodbye, brother Huo!"

"Well, text messages are always in touch."

From the perspective of Huo Ling's driving, I can only see gradually that Lu Yilan in the rearview mirror is getting smaller and smaller, and then slowly disappears into a crowd.

Since we met, Huo Ning has had a good place to pour out all kinds of missing feelings in the past six years.

Every Saturday and Sunday, Lu Yilan can see him.

He doesn't like sitting by the window anymore. He likes Sit in front of the piano.

Lu Yilan knows that Huo Ling can't hear him, but she also knows that he is the most serious player in the music restaurant.

No rhythm, no sound, nothing.

Huo Ling, still think this is the most beautiful bell.

Little princess, his dear little princess seems to have fulfilled her wish to grow up to be a pianist in her dream step by step.

It's a long song, but it will come to an end.

After Lu Yilan finished playing, Huo Ling took the lead in clapping. After a wave of small climax, another person came on stage.

because in the vicinity of Huo's family, the family members of Mr. Huo are numerous. Lu Yilan and Huo Ning did not touch much more. They just kept texting.

"What music did you just play?" By Huo Ning.

"My best song." By Lu Yilan.

"What?" By Huo Ning.

Lu Yilan thought about it and said, "the name of this song is the same as my microblog profile, but this is the last time I play this song."

“！”

This sentence has a lot of meaning.

Huo Ling, you can see the most beautiful one.

He pauses for a moment, then looks in the direction of the kitchen and draws a picture after picture in his mind.

"Why?" By Huo Ning.

Huo Ling felt that she longed for a "feast".

"Because I can't play out my feelings any more. The person I'm looking for is right in front of me, so I'll never play again. I'm looking for someone all the time."

"Next time I write a song, I will. I found that person."

"Bang bang".

Whose heartbeat is it.

Huo Ning couldn't bear to interrupt his excitement and a piece of YY. He slowly sat in the dining room and had a rest for more than an hour before he went to the 21st floor.

Zhou Yin sighed when Huo Ling came back.

Recently, he can clearly feel that the boss has been moistened by love, and is! Huge!! Incomparable! My love.

On this level of ripple, it can only be tut tut.

"Boss, Mrs. Huo made a lot of calls today to urge, that..." It's not very nice.

"You call her back now."

"Ah?" Zhou Yin was stunned for a moment, then nodded, "yes, boss!"

I've called the office so many times that I'm familiar with it.

"Hello -"

"I'll pick it up." Huo ran over the phone.

Zhou Yin

Boss, you can't look over the phone line, can you?

"Hello."

Huo Ling is very calm, "sorry, I can't hear you."