A song, Huo Qingyang squint, listen as if into no one's land, Si Yuan also fell into meditation, when they come back to God again, is awakened by a burst of warm applause, instinctively, the two also clapped their hands, this just think of their business also forget to say, suddenly look back, see Huo Qingyang eyes burning, but it seems to be settled in general, opened his mouth, Si Yuan changed To swallow back, the corner of the eye has caught the figure, up at the same time, he also put down the wine cup, quietly gave up the side position.

Holding the skirt, Feng Jingyi trotted back. When she stood in front of Huo Qingyang, her eyebrows were bent, but her body was shaking.

When her eyes met, what she first noticed was her displeasure and fierceness. After spitting out her tongue, she slowed down her last step, leaned towards him and rubbed him coquettishly:

"hee hee, I'm not a glass doll. I'm not so fragile! There's no discomfort at all. It's hard to sing! Do I sing well? "

She glanced at her and wiped the sweat on her forehead. Feng Jingyi's heart was unspeakably warm and sweet.

Reach out to take her into the arms, Huo Qingyang pulled her coat collar to close, just took out a paper towel to wipe her forehead: "good! Very melodious! It's not a glass doll, it's a crystal Doll - "

how proud of you! I've only been used to it for two days. I just need to fly to heaven for him!

One knew that he had heard it, and the other understood that it was a song for him. They had the same heart, but they knew each other by heart.

After calling her a cup of warm water, Huo Qingyang gathered her hair in front of her forehead: "delicate skin and tender flesh, we should cherish ourselves more in the future!"

In the past, he didn't know her very well and didn't have much feeling. After several times of contact, Huo Qingyang suddenly felt that she was very good and charming. He always felt that what he liked would be a strong woman who could stand beside him. Now, he suddenly felt that the softness and strength in his heart could tremble for her. The idea of protecting her seemed to make him tired of her share His heroism is back to life.

"Well, I love it! I still have a lot of things to do. How can I not cherish them? "

"Oh? A lot of things? What do you want to do? " Looking at her playing with her palm, Huo Qingyang also has some curiosity: how many unfulfilled wishes are there?

"If you eat something you don't eat or like, wear clothes you don't wear or like, and do things you like to do, you can make a work popular every so often. Then you ask my brother to buy the copyright of my work and make it into a movie or TV for me. Then you get married, have a baby, and go square dancing with your parents in the future, although I don't know if they will in the future To jump, I mean, for example. I can experience a lot of things I haven't done before when I'm interested. That's all I think of -- "

Listen, Huo Qingyang can't help laughing:" ha ha ~ "

" what are you laughing at? " You still like that?

"Isn't it naive? I don't think I'm promising, either! "

However, she is not really a person with great ambition. She has no great extravagance. She just wants to go through this life smoothly without fame. She only wants to have a harmonious family, no disease and no disaster, and live up to this life.

Looking at her small wrinkled nose, she seemed to be hit. Raising her hand, Huo Qingyang scratched her nose in favor: "you are a child!"

However, her wish at this time coincided with his!

In fact, she is in a clear mood!

You know, when he was her age, his wish was still unrealistic. He wanted to dominate the party and make a great career to impress his parents. It's hard to look back on the past. He once fell head and blood, and he also paid a heavy price for it. Slowly, he realized that what he was pursuing was nothing but some false things outside his body, which had no meaning at all. In this life, it's just plain and light!

Later, by chance, after he took over the star of heaven, almost all the things he once pursued were available overnight. As he thought, all of these brought him less happiness than even returning to his parents. In fact, he had long been indifferent to it, so he lived more truly and more calmly than before! He knows what he wants and what kind of life he wants!

It's a pity that God played a big joke on him. When he owned it, he wanted to run away. When he wanted to return to the origin, he couldn't come back. No matter how he chose, it seemed that there were obstacles in front of him!

He had no choice but to go on!

I didn't expect that she grew up in such a flashy circle. She was so pragmatic and spoiled. Only those who have no shortage of anything can keep from being attracted and tired by fame and wealth!

Like Rino, she woke up earlier than he did: such a woman deserves to be cherished!

Caressing her cheek, Huo Qingyang's voice softened a bit: "what else do you want to play next?"

"Well, kill everywhere!" Compared with a "fork" gesture, Feng Jingyi's eyes are bright.

Gently pulled the corner of his lips, Huo Qingyang is speechless: every time I listen to her talk about gambling, it's like a child going to the playground.Connivance, he still nodded: "good!"

Play if you want!

He was about to get up when Feng Jingyi's shoulder suddenly shook. In an instant, he sat back again: "what's the matter?"

Is it uncomfortable?

As soon as Huo Qingyang's hand was pressed on her shoulder, Feng Jingyi moved to rub against him and leaned to his ear: "I don't know what's wrong with the wound. It's itchy. Please help me scratch it ~"

no wonder it looks like a long lice!

In a moment, she was amused and moved her hand behind her. Huo Qingyang gently scratched her across her clothes, because they were leaning against the bar. Although Feng Jingyi was half leaning against him, this kind of action always made her feel too embarrassed, but it was really itchy. The itching of her boots made her feel worse. For a while, it was like ants on a hot pot The feeling of grasping the heart and scratching the lung.

Unable to bear it, she raised her hand. Then she hooked Huo Qingyang's neck and lowered her voice again. She leaned to his ear: "you put your hand in. Make it harder! Hurry up, hurry up, eh, it's itching to death ~ "

How can it be like not having a meal? If it's not that she can't reach it or that it's too ugly to catch it, she really doesn't want to ask for help! The abdomen Fei wears, Feng Jing Yi also instinctively shakes to rub the body, eager to look for a sharp knife to pull out two openings directly in the back, see if it's really a bug inside!

"Don't move, the more you move, the more itchy it will be!" And it'll get to the wound!