Chapter 1807

"Yes." Mo Yiheng doesn't know what is in line with her thoughts.

Fang Jiamei looked at his tall figure standing in front of the kitchen table, the bright light hit him, especially soft.

Seeing that he didn't move, Fang Jiamei turned her eyes, pulled her mouth and pulled it back, as if she had mentioned unintentionally, "I remember when I was 14 years old and I went shooting with my brother, I met a female star in the crew. She was very beautiful, and she was the most popular female artist at that time, and ah..."

Fang Jiamei deliberately lengthened the ending and looked at his handsome side face, "and, ah, she has a super handsome boyfriend, driving a sports car, carrying flowers to pick him up every day..."

Mo Yiheng listened to her voice, slowly stopped the action on the hand, eyes turned, suddenly thought of something, wiped his hand and went out, looking at her lying there, holding her up, staring at her bright eyes, "you mean me?"

Fang Jiamei held his neck, wrapped her legs around his waist, hung on him and nodded: "yes, it was you. At that time, you should be 25 years old, right? It doesn't look the same at all. "

It just occurred to her that in the past five or six years, her memory was a little vague.

But at that time, she still had a little impression of him. He was driving a red sports car, wearing a white suit, with a casual floral shirt inside, with a ruffian smile on his face, holding a bunch of roses in his hand, leaning on the car, waiting at the entrance of the crew.

At that time, her brother's nanny car was parked nearby. She was doing her homework on it and saw it as soon as she raised her eyes.

A few days later, there was news that a popular actress fell in love with him.

Mo Yiheng staring at her eyes, listening as if a little impression, lips hook hook, inexplicably happy mood, "at that time we met."

Fang Jiamei shook her head: "I saw you. At that time, you were chasing others."

I really can't believe that Mo Yiheng at that time was different from Mo Yiheng now in terms of style, dressing style, temperament and so on.

Mo Yiheng before There is a kind of dandy feeling, ruffian, give people a bad temperament.

But now he is more like experiencing the baptism of time, becoming more calm and gloomy.

Mo Yiheng low Mou smile, eyes inadvertently and flow out of ruffian bad smile, "if you get off at that time, maybe I will chase minors."

At that time, he also forgot who he was chasing, but it did happen.

I just didn't expect that they were so close at that time.

Fang Jiamei tilted her head and looked at his handsome face, with a trace of gentle curiosity in her eyes. "You were very different at that time and now. Why did you take heart and become like this?"

Although he is also very good now, there is always something missing.

A kind of The air of clarity.

Mo Yiheng held her and sat down on the sofa with his back against the back of the chair. He lowered his eyes and pondered, "I said, I was not a good person before. There were a lot of women, uncertain and playful, but..."

He pauses for a few seconds and looks at Jiamei's bright eyes. "I met a girl. All the boys around me said that she was hard to chase. I didn't believe it, so I went to chase her. I didn't cherish her after chasing her. I don't know that she bet all her hopes on me, just like before, and regarded her as a passer-by in her feelings."