Chapter 1087

After hearing mu777, he nodded.

Emotion is the best thing to sharpen people's hearts. It's also a precious experience in emotion.

"Did he say when he would come back?"

This question, even if it is as powerful as Sheng Xiao, can not be answered.

So he could only shake his head.

But what the couple didn't know was that Xiaoqi was outside the door and heard their conversation. Then she went back to her room without saying a word. She didn't know when, unconsciously, she had already burst into tears

But this still doesn't hinder little seven hating he Yanzhi, but the more he hates a person, the easier it is to live like him.

……

Five years later, Jianchuan middle school high school department.

Now little seven, in school, is out of the famous misdemeanor, he Yanzhi bad, learn 10%.

As a senior three student who is about to graduate, the head teacher has long given up discipline. After all, who can manage the identity of Xiaoqi?

Another Friday, before the afternoon holiday, Yan Zhen threw a note and asked Xiaoqi to accompany her to meet the netizens.

This time, there are people pure love online?

But no way, who makes Yan really her only friend?

After school, Xiaoqi rode her own heavy machine and took Yanzhen to the hotel agreed with netizens. Unexpectedly, she was in a five-star hotel.

After they got off the bus, Xiaoqi rolled his eyes and said, "men meet at this place for one purpose, that is to sleep with you!"

"No way." Yan Zhen held Xiaoqi's arm and said, "he explained to me that this hotel was opened by his family..."

"And you have a golden son-in-law?" Little seven's white eyes turned even worse. "That kind of rich kids are usually just playing..."

"I'll see you with me. With you, I'm not afraid of losses."

Small seven impatient ring arm, a pair of brown eyes are hiding helpless: "afraid of you......"

In just a few years, the two people have changed in character.

Little seven is more and more handsome, and Yan Zhen is more and more feminine.

The two appeared in the hotel and immediately attracted the attention of a group of men.

When the waiter came over with the menu, Xiaoqi glanced at Yan Zhen and threw it to her, but she suddenly froze at the moment when she looked up.

The seven or eight men walking in front of him are very fast, but even if they pass by in such a flash, Xiaoqi still sees one of them wearing a black windbreaker, with a white shirt inside, black leisure pants on the lower half, and a pair of brown leather shoes.

Little seven suddenly got up from the chair, which made her very surprised: "who do you see?"

Little seven hurriedly grasped his shaking hands and pretended to sit back in the chair as if nothing had happened: "No."

But from that moment on, she couldn't hear anything in her head and see nothing else in her eyes.

In my mind, there was only the man in the black windbreaker, black gloves, and the air of sycophantism.

"Sheng Qingwan? Little seven! "

"What?" Hearing Yan Zhen's cry, little seven frowned back.

"What's the matter with you? The one who can't keep his soul. " Yan Zhen looks at her worried.

"I think See he Yanzhi. "

Little seven pretends to answer calmly.

"It's the same as true. You think he's dead. He hasn't come back for so many years." This change of face really turned her white eyes, "you ah, you need to have a fit from time to time..."

But in the gap between Yan Zhen and Xiaoqi, the line of men came out of the hotel hall.

This time, even Yan Zhen looked at it.

“……”

For a long time, Yan Zhencai held out a sentence: "really special handsome."