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She xingmou in touch across the accident and Yaran. Standing there, lost in a long time.
Actually ...... is he.
"Fish, you quickly see! That's him!" Jin Qi is renowned in excited like their idols like, "He is the last time you and I say, more than the vice president."
King reputation recovered.
Man stepping on the red carpet, came step by step, waving and people on both sides of the schematic. Although he is young, but, calm and resolute, gestures between style as people could not help but eyebrows. But King Yu never thought this man turned out to be the vice president of their country.
Now think of it, she had the idea when he was black trail Shu people how ridiculous. No wonder, he once said that he is the adult world from bloody political journey, has never been brighter.
"? Fish, how you spend it," Qi Jin in mind at the moment she did not know what kind of ideas, just grabbed her and asked:?? "How the president is not so handsome and white one to two people completely comparable right? "
Jing Yu absent-minded, did not respond. This time I saw that the pedestrian is moving toward them. Although enthusiastic people, but fortunately still very sensible, no one rushed to.
He smiled compliments stunning style. Deterred from her line of sight from the direction where the over, but no more one second stay over. Like I did not see her exist, or that even saw her there is not anything special for him too.
Qi Jin in discouraging stomping, "I thought he would see us! Waved me so hard, in vain."
"Well you, people are vice president, and not a star." King pressed reputation can not stand still did not give up, waving her hand, "people are gone, you can not see arms waving off."
"Oh, you will not be disappointed?"
"Why should I be disappointed?" King Fitch moment of silence, and then down low to make up the sentence: "I do not like him."
"Yes, in addition to Liang Yi Sheng, who do not like you."
She suddenly brought Liang Sheng Yi Jing Yu faint heart or hurt a bit. Qi Jin years I realized I should not mention this, busy:. "I'm sorry, fish, I did not mean to mention that the"
Jing Yu shook his head, tugged lips, "It's okay. It does not matter."
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At this moment.
The other side of the square, on busy streets, warm Dayan's car parked in front of a cake shop. He is not interested in sweets, did not understand how there like the kind of sweet to the tired thing, but because of the square have no parking, only a left here to.
He opened the door, get off. Not to be rid of bakery boss, I went in and just want to buy a cake and make it look.
"Welcome." He was entered in, followed by heating to hit the boy is a cool and bright sound.
It sounds ......?
He slightly raised his eyebrows, looked to the counter, charming eyes a little more color.
I saw teenagers dressed in a dark blue pullover, breast wearing an apron. The head is a white cake hat, the head of all stroke inside, exposing smooth forehead nice, fresh and young look, as if the child has just pointed out sun.
Sure enough, the young is good! This is just how to get modeling are so pleasing to the eye.Wen Dayan sigh.
King-being packaged cake in front of a guest, did not hear crashed, he looked suspiciously lifted. Come to see, slightly surprised a moment. But said nothing, but handed the cake in front of the guests, "please take welcome to come again."
Has been a changing period of adolescents, the sound is still clear and nice, and polite. The girl was carrying a cake flatter happy and blush as he says come back next time.
"Whispering sound" Wen Yan's body crooked leaning on the counter, look back at the girl had left, coming back to glance King Wing, charming eyes somewhat interesting, "last saw you, I thought you were a puzzle , had to coax the girl so Marketer. "
King-not answer him, just ask: "Which would you buy?"
Wen Yan opinion he did not want to take thread of his narrative, some disappointing. The pointed fingers free, "Take whichever you like."
King-Stoops took out a soufflé, warm Dayan one hand under the chin, smiled and asked: "? How do you like your mother ...... not so, something the Department of girls'
King-not take it, just took a skilled cake box out of the pack. Wen Yan once again did not get the answer, very embarrassing, only telling their own stories mitigation atmosphere, "too, looks so Xipinenrou, just like a little girl, like these things also reasonable."
King-lift head to look at him, a touch of opening:. "This is just mean that your cake, and I would not mind."
"So I have to say you're not happy, you finally agreed to return to me, that what you queer temperament."
"I'm working hours." King-packaged soufflé handed him the "need anything else? If not, then, 35."
Wen Dayan glanced at him, then casually refers several times in the freezer, "this, that, or the other side, well, that you gave me three rows of packages."
"so much?"
Wen Yan of Aung soon, triumphantly chin, "girlfriend more than one person to send a, but also just happens."
King Wing Yan could not help but read more of a warm, subtle eyes. The so-called feather flock together, he now feel even more the man in front of friends and sister absolutely inappropriate.
"This is what you face?" Wen Yan just think it's eyes filled with contempt.
"I'll give you pack." King Wing took out a pile of boxes.
Wen Dayan leaned there, watching him look busy, and asked him, "Did not you do the third year, how not to study hard, to work here?"
"Today the weekend. I rest."
"? What is the third year the party weekend" warm Dayan looked at his discretion, tentatively asked: "Are you short of money?"
King Wing did not speak.
This kid, it touches very tight bite on his own private affair, more than one word would not say.
He does not believe breaking open this kid's mouth.
Wen Mei Yan of the ceiling, "As far as I know, your sister you usually have to live on. How, and now your sister ill-treated you?"
"Do not talk nonsense." King Wing looked up. Has been calm eye on this topic, from the waves, "I'm fine sister, I have always had to give me money."
"Then you come out and do any work? Your sister know?"King-lowered his head, "This is my own thing."
"That's your sister do not know." Wen Qin Zhao Yan's lips faint smile on his business quite interest, "and tell me, why do you need money?"
King-not going back to him, but he already knew he would be like this attitude, and lengthy adding: "You do not say it does not matter, I ask for your sister, your sister to the telephone number. I see, I seem to keep the phone. "
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