He also kindly brought her the usual make-up, many beautiful clothes, Feng Yanxi and Feng Yiyi's toys, a big box full of them.
The sun is coming in from the window, and the warm heart is melting.
Rong Mingyuan had just come out of the operating room. As soon as he recovered consciousness, he asked song Lei about song ruochu. Mo Qianyu was beside him. He didn't even look at him, let alone say hello.
She bit her lips and tried not to let her anger leak out. However, listening to Rong Mingyuan's question, it was like a thousand arrows pierce her heart. She couldn't stay any longer. She mentioned the kettle and said, "you talk slowly. I'll go out and get some water first."
As soon as the door opened, he saw Qiao Yunshen in a suit. He walked leisurely in the court with a gentle smile, and the golden sunshine behind him was all over him. He was handsome and extraordinary, just as she had seen him walking in the campus for the first time.
Time, in their body engraved so deep brand, delimit so far gully, still can let them talk and laugh?
She stood at the door, unable to hide the surprise: "Yunshen, how are you here?"
Qiao Yunshen lightly raised his hand and threw his foot: "it's said that Mr. Rong is in hospital. He came here specially to have a look."
It's easy for Rong Mingyuan to find a ward for an operation. Qiao Yunshen found it after listening to the discussion of the nurses.
Mo thousand language frown, he smile: "let always in it."
He wants to enter the house, but Mo Qianyu reaches out and blocks there: "Yunshen, what do you want to do?"
Qiao Yun deep pick eyebrow: "so nervous like facing the enemy's kind really let me not used to, I just come to greet it."
Rong Mingyuan and song Lei heard their dispute, Rong Mingyuan's voice came: "let him in."
Qiao Yun deep toward Mo thousand language smile: "you go to fetch water first." Then press Mo Qianyu's hand.
So close, Mo Qianyu can easily smell the sunshine on his clothes, as well as his unique male charm.
Like a thirsty desert traveler who has been walking for a long time, she suddenly clenched her hand and realized the most secret desire in her heart.
Feeling flustered and scared, she quickly shakes her head and draws water quickly.
Qiao Yunshen approaches Rong Mingyuan, and song Lei stands in front of him. Qiao Yunshen tut tut two times: "it seems that I am not welcome."
Rong Mingyuan raises his hand, and song Lei leans slightly, but as long as Qiao Yunshen moves, he can stop him.
"Mr. Rong, it's OK."
Rong Mingyuan chuckled: "thanks for lawyer Qiao's concern, OK."
"Is it?" Qiao Yunshen sat down beside his bed and said with a smile, "is it here? Mr. Rong said
Qiao Yunshen reaches out his hand and presses it directly on Rong Mingyuan's stomach. At that moment, the corner of Rong Mingyuan's mouth twitches violently. Song Lei quickly steps forward and presses Qiao Yunshen's shoulder, but Qiao Yunshen has already pulled out his hand. But with such a press, it's enough for Rong Mingyuan to drink a pot.
Satisfied with Rong Mingyuan's painful and forbearing expression, Qiao Yunshen smiles more, but his eyes are cold: "Mr. Rong, this pain should be nothing to you. At the beginning, you tore the wound with a little press. She should be more painful than you. "
Rong Mingyuan's eyes, deep looking at Qiao Yunshen's face.
Qiao Yun deep smile calm, restore the cold: "Mr. Rong you good health, I'm waiting for you to come back, see you later."
Then, with a faint smile, he strode out of the ward.
For a moment, Qiao Yunshen seemed gentle, but in fact he used 100% of his strength.
Rong Mingyuan's wound was cracked. It really hurts.
It turned out that he wanted to avenge Su ran. It turned out that she was in such pain at that time.
When she was pushed into the operating room, Rong Mingyuan was laughing all the time. She could feel the pain she suffered. It seemed that it was not so painful.
Mo thousand language that is Qiao cloud deep under the hand, completely speechless.
Xu Jinghua keeps cursing and swearing that she won't let Qiao Yunshen go. She sits on one side and pats Xu Jinghua's back to comfort her, but her mind has long gone away.
Just saw Qiao Yunshen's heart pounding at that moment, which has been lingering in her heart. She has not had such an impulse for a long time.
Blood boiling in the blood vessels, hot impact on her skin, she can't control the surging thoughts, dry mouth, urgent need to find an outlet, she must work hard to control, in order to suppress the palpitation.
This operation took longer than everyone thought.
At the end of the operation, the doctor criticized them seriously as soon as he came out, and warned that if there was another time, even the great Luo immortal would not be able to save Rong Mingyuan.
Xu Jinghua thanks a lot, Mo Qianyu learned that, by sending Xu Jinghua back to the opportunity, also left the hospital.
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when Yang Qingge received Mo Qianyu's call, he was lying under a Huo to receive his press service.
"Hello."
"Qingge, come out to drink with me." Mo Qianyu's voice is full of urgency.Yang Qingge answered lazily, and she couldn't help it.
Mo thousand words a listen, brain that string taut more tight, repress the heart of stupid move: "you are in a fire there."
"Well, what's the matter with you?"
"Come out and drink with me."
Yang Qingge should be careless: "you drink first, I'll come to you later."
Mo Qianyu gritted his teeth: "hurry up, I'm afraid I'll have an accident!"
Yang Qingge stares big eyes immediately, but Mo Qianyu has already hung up the phone, she has some inexplicable.
Ah Huo takes off her mobile phone, bends over and kisses her naked back. Yang Qingge frowns, pushes away his body and sits up: "Mo Qianyu seems to have an accident. I'll go and have a look. I'll come back in a few days."
He reluctantly hugged her: "you just came to leave? I haven't been here for a long time. Stay a little longer. I miss you very much
He held her waist and lingered around, lighting a fire on her.
She couldn't escape such a caress, so she stayed.
************
after the rain, Yang Qingge rushed to the bar.
When she arrived, Mo Qianyu was sitting at the bar drinking, in front of a pile full of wine bottles, still keep pouring into his mouth.
A black tight V dress wrapped her exquisite and graceful figure, and the man around her was ready to chat up.
Mo thousand words also do not resist, let them swim on their own.
This picture, too familiar. Yang Qingge saw his original shadow from Mo Qianyu.
Falling and indulging are all due to failure.
See Mo thousand language with a man stand up to go out, she had to come forward to stop: "thousand language."
"Oh, Qingge, you're here. Sit down for a while and wait for me for half an hour. I'll be back soon." She was blushing and full of wine, and knew what she was going to do.
If Yang Qingge tries to persuade her not to go, she can't even convince herself.
Mo Qianyu's body has been grinding with that man. Finally, Yang Qingge said, "I'll wait for you here. You can go."
"Good." Mo Qianyu put his arms around the man's waist and walked away with a smile.
Opposite is the hotel. It's easy to open a room.
As soon as they laugh, they can't wait to kiss in the elevator.
From entering the house, it rolled directly to the floor.
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but at the moment when he was about to launch a massive attack, Mo Qianyu saw his bewildered eyes from the Ding light on the ceiling, and Shen Yin was waving in his half open lips. Is this woman she?
It was as if a basin of cold water had been poured down, and all her desires were gone in an instant. She kicked the man who had already invaded, put on her pants and ran away.
Ignore the angry roar of the man behind. She ran fast and rushed back to the bar just now, pulling Yang Qingge out.
****
I ran all the way to the moat before I slowed down.
Yang Qingge is wearing high-heeled shoes, panting. Seeing Mo Qianyu's embarrassed appearance, her heart is slightly settled: "it seems that you are on the run."
The evening breeze is so cool that it's amazing.
She had goose bumps on her bare arm, but she was as sane as she had ever been.
"Qingge, what's wrong with me."
There is no lack of sympathy in Yang Qingge's eyes: "it's normal that people's depression has a bottom line. Once they touch the bottom line, they will become neurotic, so I didn't stop you just now, but fortunately, you wake up in time."
"Ha ha, wake up." Mo Qianyu looked at the rippling ripples on the moat and continued to smile, "you say, people like us still have the bottom line, will we wake up? It's ridiculous to say "wake up."
Yang Qingge facing the river, face unchanged: "but you still get out in time."
"I met Qiao Yunshen, and he made my heart beat again. That's why I did it."
Yang Qingge was really stunned: "Qiao Yunshen? Do you mean Qiao Yunshen
"Yes, it's Qiao Yunchen's brother. I didn't tell you. In fact, we had contacts abroad before."
"What?"
Mo Qianyu looked back at her: "Qingge, what's the matter? Is it strange that you have such a big reaction?"
Yang Qingge falters, holding the railing beside him, unable to recover. Has Qiao Yunshen ever communicated with Mo Qianyu? What about her, a complete joke?
"Qiao Yunshen is back?"
"Well." Mo Qianyu thought that Yang Qingge thought of Qiao Yunchen, so he comforted her, "Qiao's family has become like this now. Qiao Yunshen is the only heir. There's no reason not to come back. Are you ok?"
Mo Qianyu reaches out to help her, but is pushed away by Yang Qingge. Yang Qingge shakes his head: "Qianyu, I suddenly feel sick. I go back first."
Yang Qingge walked quickly, but his steps were messy. He could not help frowning. He did not know what he had said wrong.************
when song Lei pushes open the door of the ward, he sees a portable in front of Rong Mingyuan. His eyebrows are locked. When he sees himself, Rong Mingyuan says, "you're just in time. Come and have a look at this first. Qiao Yunshen seems to have started to act."
"Well?" Song Lei immediately gathered his mind and went to check his computer.
The data on the computer is puzzling: "how could this happen?"
Rong Mingyuan is calm: "what do you say?"
"It's about Qiao Yunshen?"
"If you don't do it now, it's better when."
***
Qiao Yunshen is sitting in his office with two computers running at high speed. Zhang Yunfei comes in and informs him: "Yunshen, a lady said that she is your client and asked you to meet? Really? "
"Ah, oh." Qiao Yunshen looked up, with the eyes of Phnom Penh, and introverted, "yes, it's my appointment, please help me come in."
Zhang Yunfei was surprised: "don't you stop taking business? How can you... "
Qiao Yunshen stood up and began to make coffee: "please come in."
Outside, a lady in beige windbreaker, black top hat and black leather gloves gracefully shows up with Prada's latest handbag.
Qiao Yunshen put down his coffee cup and welcomed her out with a smile, greeting her with a face-to-face gift.
"Long time no see, Yunshen." She has black hair, white skin, long eyelashes, small naked mouth, elegant neck, slightly hook the corners of her mouth, elegant style with amazing beauty.
This is a face that blooms coldly on the soft beauty of Oriental women. It's too cold to look directly at.
Qiao Yunshen let go of her and pushed the freshly brewed coffee in front of her: "don't hurt, FEIA. Try it. You should like it."
Her smile was so shallow that she could hardly see any trace. She sat opposite him with her legs folded: "tell me, what can I do for you? Besides, in China, I'm more used to being called Zhang Yunman."
Qiao Yunshen smiles: "well, Yunman, you can't change your temper all the time. Can't we talk about the past first?"
"Others don't know, you don't know what kind of person I am?" Zhang Yunman's fingers are white and slender, and his little finger is wearing a hollow rose ring, which is simple but not simple.
This is a beautiful woman with unique charm.
Young, but has experienced two failed marriages, her feelings pure to you can't understand, her obsession is crazy to you can't imagine.
Outsiders may really know her, but as a divorce lawyer for her previous marriage, Qiao Yunshen deeply understands how crazy this woman is. He doesn't know who her first ex husband is, but her second ex husband is the governor of New York.
How many people marvel at her persistence and fanaticism.
People who love her hold her up to the sky, and those who hate her want to drown her in saliva.
The rustle of her skirt can rival the galloping of the army. Napoleon's army and guns to conquer the territory, she was surprised with a glance will be accepted in the skirt. However, her beauty does not bring disaster and bad luck. She is not a woman who is good at using beauty. Her beauty does not bring war like Helen's, nor is it full of desire to rule and conquer like Cleopatra's. She is a woman dedicated to beauty. Her beauty depends on burning her passion.
As Rodin wrote Camille's love letter: "my soul exists in the storm of love, so powerful." Her beauty lies in the strong emotion hit ~ hit, put those gloomy life in the joy of the fire burning.
And as a designer, her existence itself is a fashion storm.
"Well, I'll be blunt. I heard Prada is looking for a partner in China recently?"
"Yes." Zhang Yunman did not deceive, "I'm here for this."