Jun Xiaoyan is a little higher than the southern owl....

...

the two men pressed the road and finally returned to the residence of the Secretary of state.

"I won't go in." The man stood at the gate of the carved gate and said goodbye to her.

"Why? This is your home. My mother is back Min Zhuang'er looks at the lamp still on at Min Huixian's window, and is puzzled by Yu Jun's behavior of saying that he has passed through the house without entering.

"I'll go back to rehab, and I'll have treatment at six tomorrow morning." Jun Xiaoyan answered her. She stepped back two steps. She put on her trouser belt and raised her angular chin. Her European Phoenix eyes narrowed and looked at the little girl with a rose basket in her hand.

"Are you feeling better tonight?" The man asked her.

"Well." Minzhuang'er nodded her head, smiling childishly, with the innocence of the nursery, a sweet smile, "much better."

Then he sniffed the roses, full of 18-year-old green, frozen in the man's deep sea, complex boundless pupil.

On Jun Xiaoyan's handsome face, there is an expression change that the whole world can't understand.

"Well, I'm going. You go to bed earlier." The man said, retreated a few steps, and finally turned around.

"I'll see you tomorrow." Min Zhuang'er cried after her, reluctant to give up.

The man stops and turns around. Under the boundless shadow of the night, the handsome face with some wind frost color is more and more eye-catching because of the carving of the wind and frost.

It is the irreplaceable mature elegance after the baptism of war and years. It has the fatal magic of addiction. It only belongs to the middle-aged man who comes back from the dead.

"OK, I'll wait for you."

The man smiles at her, turns away and disappears into the night.

With her tall and straight back, min Zhuang'er has been watching for a long time, and her roses are fragrant. Tonight is the first unforgettable date night in her life.

South evening owl did not give her, but Jun Xiaoyan gave her.

...

when he got home, min Zhuang'er still had a dream under the starlight.

The maid informs her wife. Min Huixian goes downstairs and looks at her daughter, who is out of her mind, and the red roses blooming in her daughter's hands.

"Zhuang'er? When did you come back from Laos? Why don't you call Mom? " Min Huixian some doubts, uneasy asked her, "who did you go to see tonight? Who sent you the red rose

Min Huixian is suspicious that Zhuang'er and nanmu Xiaoxiao are broken up and find other boys. Many people like her in school. Min zhuanger is not divorced yet. She is afraid that she will cheat and become a bad reputation.

"Well, it's just from one of the boys." Zhuang'er lied with the rose in his hand. He didn't know why he wanted to hide it. This basket of flowers was sent by Jun Xiaoyan.

"Zhuang'er... In fact, I think you..." Min Huixian stepped forward, intending to communicate with her daughter.

"Mom, I know what you're trying to say. Don't worry, I won't do it." Min Zhuang'er hides her panic, and with her rejection of her mother, walks past min Huixian and goes upstairs alone. Min Huixian looks at her daughter's back helplessly.

Zhuang'er put a basket of roses on the head of the bed. After washing, he went to bed. With a lamp, he looked at a basket of roses sweetly, the first bunch of roses in his life, from the familiar and strange man.

Then Zhuang'er takes out the mobile phone, this just sees, South evening owl sends a short message.

When I come back, I'll start again. 】

the girl's eyes are slightly bruised...

and then her eyes light up...

Slide her thumb to the interface, click to delete......

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