Chapter 670

Santiago.

"It's here. It's been a long time."

Even if it is a long time did not come, Mo West dye or suddenly remember they had sat position.

She was arrested by him and pretended to be his girlfriend.

Tuo Xi looks at Zhou Yanchen, who is on the opposite side. Mo Xi ran smiles and says, "did we recall this last time we came here?"

"Well," Zhou Yanchen said, "it seems that you are very impressed with this place."

Mo Xi Ran's eyes flashed and his fingers shook, "no, no, there are two more impressive places than here."

"Where?"

"Seek sleep, nobility."

Xunmei, he can guess what she wants to say, but the words of mingjue.

"Nobility? I don't remember where we met

Mo Xi ran picked up her eyebrows and took the menu from the waiter. "When we're finished, we'll go to mingjue for coffee. I'll tell you that it's a secret."

Zhou Yanchen's car into the underground parking lot, Mo Xi ran according to memory, command him to park to that position.

"Right here, stop."

When the car stopped steadily, moxiran untied his seat belt and pressed Zhou Yanchen's arm, "don't move in the car."

Although Zhou Yanchen was puzzled, he sat obediently.

She pushed the door open, got out of the car and quickly came to him.

Through the window, Mo Xi ran took a deep breath and put his hand into his coat.

At the same time, the window down, showing a soft evil and stupefied face.

Hand out, Mo West dye hang head, falter, "you, do you remember this thing?"

"It's you? That... "

Female pervert!

Fortunately, Zhou Yanchen didn't say the last three words in time.

"It's me." Mo Xi ran gently picks the ending, hands on the window.

"I recognized you at a glance, and you called me Auntie! Am I that old? "

Embarrassed light cough, Zhou Yanchen ingratiating grasp the back of her head, pull her to himself, kiss her lips.

Who let her be that dress at that time, and he was a famous poisonous tongue?

It turned out that their fate, in the subtle, implicated.

After drinking coffee in mingjue, I had a leisurely afternoon.

After a movie, they went to sleep in the evening.

Seeking sleep is the same, as if no matter how long, how much time passes, here will not change.

Carrying, people's happiness and catharsis, release and liberation.

At the bar, I ordered two cocktails.

Zhou Yanchen put his long arm on the edge of the high chair behind Mo xican, carefully watched to prevent others from touching her, and declared his sovereignty completely.

At the same time, watch her drink and keep her from getting drunk.

He suffered a lot from her wine.

Two cocktails are about the same. He forbids her to drink the third one. Moxiran suddenly points to the stage in the distance.

"Ah Chen, do you remember? I dance on it

When he thought of it, he hated it.

That night, she was a goblin.

It can be imagined that when dancing, all men's eyes must be fixed on her. Now, he is very upset.

Fortunately, all the men didn't get their eyes out at that time.

"However," the words meal, Mo West dye to support the cheek, coagulate him, smile unkindly: "I dance not as good as you, you dance just good-looking."

A dance in Paris is a surprise to all.

She recalled that night more than once, that he was a male goblin, who specialized in seducing women.

"Ah Chen."

As soon as her coquettish voice rang out, Zhou Yanchen knew that there must be no good.

Clenching his teeth, he flicked her forehead. "Don't even think about it."

Mo West dye stares big eyes, "how do you know what I think?"

Her careful thinking was all written on her face.

With a sigh, Zhou Yanchen approached her and pressed her ear, "if you want to see it, I'll go home and dance for you..."

His face turned red all of a sudden. I don't know whether it was because of alcohol or his words.

Push him aside, Mo Xi ran licks his lips, "but I want to see it now, now."

"Here it is?" Zhou Yanchen collapsed.

Don't think about it. She's drunk.

Mo Xi ran nodded, like pounding garlic, blinking, blinking, as bright as a star, "just jump here."

Jumping off the high chair, she pointed to the stage in the distance, "jump on that!"

After a pause, she grabbed Zhou Yanchen's skirt and said, "today I'm the queen. You should listen to me."

Listening to a drunk woman, Zhou Yanchen thought that he was probably crazy.

Anyway, since he fell in love with her, the number of times he went crazy went up.In the end, he was on that stage.

For her, I'm afraid that he will continue to be crazy in the future, which he has already realized.

Sure enough, Zhou Meiren is Zhou Meiren. He took off his coat and pulled his tie.

The women screamed, the men watched, and everyone was attracted to the stage and surrounded it.

Fortunately, moxiran had already been in the first row, otherwise he could not even see his corner.

When the music changes, it's a hot Latin dance.

His solo dance, Phoenix eyes light Lai, as if supercilious, but in fact, there is a silhouette.

His favorite.

Thinking of her, he danced with his consciousness.

The scene was silent. Someone silently took out his mobile phone and recorded the scene.

Well, the next day, after reprinting, Zhou Meiren became a net celebrity.

It took a lot of energy to destroy these videos, and they were secretly ridiculed by Fu Mingrui and Bai Jingcheng for a long time. The future is not mentioned.

After the dance, everyone was still immersed in it.

Mo Xi ran regretted it.

Looking at the reaction of people around her, she regretted her death.

Patted forehead hard, Mo Xi Ran is a little sober.

Are you crazy?

His beauty, she would like to hide from others, but now, actually push him, exposed in front of people?

It's over!

It can be predicted that in the future, Xiao thought that his little demons would come and go one after another.

What a fool she is!

It's just, what's the situation?

The surprise is more than that.

With a loud finger, someone gave Zhou Yanchen a high chair on the stage.

Mo Xi Ran is so anxious!

What does he want!

Haven't you finished yet?

Pick the edge of the table, Mo West dye anxious to climb up and pull him down.

"Keep an eye on her for me." Zhou Yanchen sees Mo Xiran doing such a dangerous action and says with a frown.

Fortunately, we do not know how, we know that Zhou Yanchen said it is mo Xiran.

A man and a woman beside her immediately grasped her arm.

Half way up, she was dragged down.

Gritting her teeth, she looked at him fiercely.

With the microphone in hand, the music changes from pause to ring.

It's a very light song.

Moxicran immediately recognized "you are my unshine.".

Cover your mouth. I can't believe it.

Is he going to sing?

She knew he was a good dancer, but singing

Did he forget that he could sing the National Anthem out of tune?!

But he did.

The deep male voice comes slowly and mellow.

Did he sing it?

Mo Xi ran was stunned.

I don't know how many times of practice and how many teachers I have changed.

A song, over and over again.

To be able to sing to her one day.

He only sings this song, no more, one song can express his heart to her.

You are my sunshine.

When he finished singing, moxiran's face was full of tears.

Put down the receiver in the high chair, he jumped from the stage to her.

Take advantage of the time that the public hasn't reacted to come over, pull her wrist, leave quickly.

As soon as the door opened, she said "ah Chen", and he held her cheek and kissed her.

Stumbling, embracing and falling on the bed.

He curving her eyebrows, her moved, shocked, joy, doubt, all income fundus.

"I know you have a problem."

Mo Xi ran nodded.

Zhou Yanchen kisses her eyelids and says in a deep voice, "I've been practicing for a long time. Secretly, I didn't tell you. When I want to sing to you one day, you will be as stupid as you are now."

He said, poking her white cheek with his slender fingers.

Moxiran sniffed, took his finger and kissed him on the lip.

"I can only sing this one song, and it's not good enough."

"No, you sing very well. It's the best song I've ever heard."

Feng Mou micro convergence, his eyes fell on her Zhang He, said he heard, is tantamount to love language praise.

"Sisi, remember this room?"

"This room? Is that right? "

"Well, the night we were together, it was this room."

Pursed lips, Mo West dye closed eyes, active hand hook his neck.

……

I thought I'd wake up late.

It's just when I open my eyes, but it's more than five in the morning.

"Wake up." In a husky male voice, Zhou Yanchen tightened his arm and kissed her forehead, "can I sleep a little longer?"Mo Xi ran shook his head and touched his eyelashes. "Ah Chen, shall we go for a walk in the park nearby?"

"Well." In response, he held her in his arms and lay on the bed for a while. Then he got up together.

From the hotel, there is a park within ten minutes' walk.

More than 6 o'clock in the morning, the sun is soft and soft.

Most of the old people in the park are doing morning exercises.

Zhou Yanchen bought two steamed buns with soybean milk at the gate of the park and took moxiran's hand to find a rest chair to sit down.

The old lady said, "I haven't been with her for a long time."

Zhou Yanchen wiped the corners of her mouth with a tissue.

"Ah Chen, will we be like them in the future?"

In the morning exercise, many of them are old couples.

Some of them danced square dance together, some played Tai Chi together, and the old man pushed his wife in a wheelchair and walked slowly.

Will she and ah Chen grow old together like them.

"Of course." Holding moxiran's hand, Zhou Yanchen said, "we will grow old together."

Suddenly, the tip of the nose is sour.

She took his arm and leaned on his shoulder.

The most romantic thing I can think of is to grow old with you.

Along the way, they made trouble, hurt, misunderstood, but still love, love.

This life has you, love has God's will.

I know someone in the world is waiting for me, although I don't know who I am waiting for, but because of this, I am very happy every day.

To everyone who is waiting for love, expecting love or already has love.

……

The end of the text, the small theater broadcast at the end of the text:

"grandma."

Who called me?

"Xiaobao? What's the matter? "

Meng baozi came forward and looked at me seriously. "Are you sure the wife you arranged for me is not Shi Shi?"

"I'm sure it's Gao Xing."

"You know, people think it's poetry."

"Well, I know. I'm sure it's Gao Xing. "

"Are you sure?" Meng baozi squints her eyes, just like his father.

I blinked my eyes and bent over to look at his face as evil as Zhou Meiren. "It's Gao Xing, but if you don't want it, I can replace it for you. Don't regret it. She's a cook. She should be good at meat bags."

"Well, I thought about it, just her." Meng baozi told me seriously.

I smile with satisfaction.

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