Shen Qinghuan is almost out of the Olympic sprint gold medal state to catch up with Lu Ziheng.

On autumn days in the capital of the emperor, the wind is always running out inadvertently, cold and without any temperature.

When Lu Ziheng ran out to see Lu Ziming again, he could not hide his excitement. He shook Lu Ziming's arm desperately and muttered, "what should I do? Brother Ming. She's going to compensate me. What should she do. I... "

As he said, he's always so hopeless.

Shen Qinghuan's every smile and smile draws Lu Ziheng's attention.

What should he do.

The iron tree, which has worked hard for so long, has finally blossomed.

"What to do?" Lu Ziming was dazzled. He just received an order from his third uncle. He had to look at what he said. These two goods can't do anything extraordinary to other girls. "You've got to straighten out what you said. Don't be fooling around."

He hasn't even had breakfast yet.

For Lu Ziheng's sake, he has suffered from a lot of bad eyes in the team, even not paying attention to the business of bars and clubs.

After listening to Lu Ziheng's story, Lu Ziming comes up with a different conclusion. If he grabs food in Huo's hand, he must be unable to eat it.

Lu Ziming put the box with pockets in the trunk into Lu Ziheng's arms, leaving behind a sentence that consumed juice. Then he jumped out of the car and ran away, leaving only Lu Ziheng with question marks on his face.



The exhaust of the car made Lu Ziheng's voice uncomfortable. He bent down and coughed for a long time, waking up his sleeping pocket.

Doodle poked his head out of the box.

Lu Ziheng's slender finger poked its small head, "little guy, your mother is going to give her father the rest of her life, do you hear me?"

"Woof

Recently, toudou has grown up a lot. Because it is very edible and doesn't like sports, it soon becomes beyond recognition.

"Can you tell me if your mother left because of Wen?"

His small head rubbed in Lu Ziheng's arms. When Lu Ziheng took it out of the box with his hands, his four legs kept shaking because of his discomfort.

Lu Ziheng thought that he was probably crazy, so he talked to himself about this dog.

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Qin Junyi in order to make it difficult for reporters to find, the studio through the woods, is the intricate path.

Shen Qinghuan didn't know which road Lu Ziheng took, so he could only stand at the intersection breathlessly to call the boy.

No matter what the result is, she has calmed down.

Shen Qinghuan is holding a mobile phone. If Lu Ziheng doesn't answer the phone, she will go to their house again. She doesn't believe it. She can run away from the monk and the temple! Can Lu Ziheng not go home?

Maybe the mobile phone became very sensitive after it was repaired.

Lu Ziheng didn't even find the lines he wanted to say for his escape, so he pressed the answer button with his finger.

Shen Qinghuan can't hear the blind voice of the phone. She rubs her eyes, which are a little astringent by the wind. The screen shows that one minute has passed.

She doesn't care about the phone charges per minute. She does care about Lu Ziheng. In his previous life, he should have been waiting for her answer. She should be careful and cautious. Maybe next, she will face the scars he has experienced.

Fengshui turns in turn, and the way of heaven is good.

"How do you..." Shen Qinghuan pursed some astringent lips, "how do you answer the phone without looking back?"

"You turn around." Lu Ziheng's voice was hoarse, but when it came to his ears, it was very tempting, "stay where you are."

Shen Qinghuan turned around, and Lu Ziheng came to her step by step, stepping on the autumn sun, holding his pocket in one hand.

He is much taller than her.

The dress he misunderstood was put on him. Although it was generous, it was unexpectedly fashionable.

Shen Qinghuan looked at Lu Ziheng quietly, and the temperature on his face rose sharply.