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"The important thing is that I like you."

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"Li Yang, I like you."

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The voice of a man is so hoarse and tender.

These years, countless days and nights, countless midnight dream back, these words are even the dream are stingy.

It has been more than ten years since she had a relationship with Lu Chi mo. she did not even dare to ask Lu Chi Mo to like her, but only asked him not to be so bad to her.

But now, Lu Chi Mo said this, but only let her feel unreal, even a little ridiculous, everyone has their own life, isn't it? Why do we have to destroy this peace.

The man's words continued, "so you'll only be my woman, understand?"

After returning to China, she could only tell her that she couldn't get back to me because of her frustration

The tap water splashed and flowed, accompanied by the landing, Chi Mo whispered, "don't go back to France, stay with me, don't go anywhere."

At this moment, Li Yang had too many feelings, too many unspeakable feelings and sadness. He could not help but shut his eyes and said, "well..."

When the woman's reply, Lu Chi Mo's heart is like a flower in full bloom. She gently crosses her face and drops a kiss on her cheek. There is a tone like coaxing a child, "really good. I'm going to work. Come and accompany me later."

Lu Chi Mo finished, kisses the woman's hair and leaves the kitchen.

Li Yang didn't look back. He didn't want to, but he didn't dare. He was afraid that once he turned back, he would be unable to control his tears. Lu Chi Mo, do you know what you are saying and doing, and can you take some responsibility?

You have a wife and children!

Indescribable lack of power suddenly hit, Li Yang turned off the faucet and stood staring at the bowl in the sink.

Suddenly, a drop of water on the surface of the water.

Li Yang, what are you crying about? After so many years and so many things, don't you think you have developed a strong body? How can we be defeated as soon as we meet the land tardy ink?

No use, no real use!

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After washing the bowl, Li Yang cut a pitaya, put the tender white pulp into the plate, put the fork on the back and walked out of the kitchen.

Lu Chi Mo is sitting on the chair with his head slightly buried. He is drawing something carefully. In his hand is a pencil specially used for drawing drawings. The pen is put aside and the folder is quietly lying on the table.

Li Yang doesn't understand. What is he doing?

He walked over with the fruit and put it in front of him. His sight touched the painting paper in his hand. There were only a few simple strokes, which were not formed yet. "What are you drawing? Why didn't you look at the documents?"

Hearing the familiar voice, Lu Chi Mo raised his eyes slightly from the paper, and the cool eyes under the lens passed by. In the blink of an eye, he returned to normal. His thin lips moved slightly, and his voice was faint, "design jewelry."

Design jewelry?

Can he design jewelry?

Li Yang was stunned. Talk about it. What else would he not do?

In the afternoon, he instructed sun to design wedding dresses. Now he designs jewelry himself?

Nima, sure enough, sun has inherited his good genes! How can she be a mother? But, to put it another way, "what do you design jewelry for?"

Their company covers a lot of fields, all walks of life, jewelry is more famous, but he does not need to be the president himself, oh no, he has become the chairman of the board five years ago.

Of course, the president is still him. He has the same hard truth since ancient times.

Lu Chi Mo sketched a few strokes on the painting paper and opened his mouth without salt and salt, "you will know later."

The little thing designed the wedding dress, so he wanted to design a set of jewelry that could match the wedding dress, especially her jewelry, so that they could use it after their marriage.

He wants her to be the most beautiful bride in the world and the wife of Lu Chi Mo, whom everyone envies!

Wife, in the mind repeatedly flashed these two words, Lu Chi Mo's lip corner with a tiny can not be checked smile, a flash.

Over the years, he has never been attracted to any woman, or even tired of any woman's approach. He once suspected that he was a heartless person. However, after meeting her, he understood that he did not have a heart, but had never met a person who let him move.

Met, he is an ordinary person, and all ordinary people's ideas, get married, have children!

That's all. That's all.

Lu Chi Mo refused to say. Li Yang was not easy to ask again. The room was a little stuffy. She went to open the French window. In the dark night, the cool breeze came in slowly. Standing by the window, looking at the light of the city from a distance, she suddenly felt that everything was like a dream.She stood by the window for a long time and looked at it for a long time, until a man's cold voice came to her ear, "what's wrong? Come here."

She regained her consciousness and walked over. Her eyes fell on Lu Chi Mo's drawings. It could be seen that he was painting necklaces. Well, I have to say, he is really all-round, but sometimes he is a little grumpy.

Li Yang sat on the chair beside Lu Chi Mo, "what's the matter?"

Lu Chi Mo did not raise his head, the expression between the eyebrows is light, "I want to eat fruit."

Li Yang is about to say, not cut for you to put it, want to eat with it is not finished.

However, since he said that, he certainly didn't want to eat it by himself. Moreover, he looked as if he was very busy. He was painting all the time without stopping.

Li Yang asked carefully, "I feed you?"

Lu Chi Mo's low tone, "um."

As expected, Li Yang pursed his lips and held the fruit in front of him. He picked up a delicate fork and took a piece of Pitaya pulp to his mouth. Lu Chi Mo opened his mouth and bit it off.

Slowly chewed a few times, thin lips spit out two words, "very sweet."

Li Yang looked at him and asked, "is it really sweet? This is where I was in the supermarket discount area the day before yesterday..."

Lu Chi Mo glanced at her with her light. She turned her face so that the angle was just right. Without hesitation, she turned her head and just pasted the lip flap close to her. "Well, it's sweeter here..."

Apricot shaped eyes suddenly stare big, and the words that have not been finished are swallowed back. The woman's ear is constantly circulating the man's sentence, "it's sweeter here..."

Sweet your sister! Lu Chi Mo!