you are my white moonlight

The car drove into a more remote path, and the Volkswagen behind it was still chasing after it.

Jian Youqing wanted to step on the accelerator, but the terrain was too complicated. Ke Yu and the other two found the target behind them, and even loaded the bullets.

Jian Youqing sneered, "It's better to see who the other party is, otherwise you may be the one who dies in the end."

The bodyguard pretended to look back inadvertently, but when he came back to his senses, he did put away the gun, and his face was full of rejoicing and fear.

Ke Yu couldn't help being curious, and was yelled at by Jian Youqing, "If she finds out, no one will protect you if something goes wrong."

What hadn't happened yet, she said so evilly, Ke Yu's guts were smaller than the tip of a needle, and he curled up in place.

Jian Youqing: "Sit down firmly."

Between the lightning and the sparks, the world was spinning for a while, Jian Youqing drove the car to the hillside, went around and passed by a rugged path.

Finally, it landed on the gravel-covered ground, and all the faces in the room were disheveled except for her.

The car was parked on the side of the road, the three squatted on the side of the road and vomited, Jian Youqing walked towards a slightly wider place.

She was a little bit annoyed, she was calling Shao Tingchen, but no one answered for a long time.

"Crazy!" If you don't handle your relationship well, let such a guy mess with her.

It was already inconvenient to move, so this added another layer of obstacles.

With the continuous busy messages, Jian Youqing gave up. For some reason, Shao Tingchen's attitude towards her changed drastically after that day.

She should be happy, but Jian Youqing couldn't feel relieved.

The situation must have changed. If she couldn't get close to Shao Tingchen, she couldn't get any closer to the truth.

It cannot go on like this.

……

The man's slender knuckles are holding a pair of scissors, and he is trimming the Ecuadorian roses that have just been delivered this morning, encanto, which translates to hot kisses.

The color is like a beating flame, bright and warm.

It is reminiscent of bonfires, cheerful dances, and passionate kisses between lovers.

Lu Chengche was intoxicated in his own happiness. Behind the desk, a pair of hands turned on the TV, and the news was playing. It was an interview video with voice changes and mosaic processing.

With a white sweater and long black curly hair, it is recognizable as a woman.

He was fascinated by it, and his finger was pricked inadvertently, and blood stained one of the petals.

The thin lips sucked lightly, "I didn't expect that she would actually do this. A heroine of the 21st century is worthy of admiration."

No one responded.

"Thinking about the night I spent with her, it was actually very interesting, much more fun than the banquet itself."

Unexpectedly, being stabbed was a chain reaction. Lu Chengche had cuts on several of his fingers. He deliberately left his own mark on the petals. Those dark green pupils were alluring and addictive.

Handed it to the housekeeper on the side, "Wrap it up for me, not so neat, but a little loose, remember to write a card and give it to Chloe."

There was a lazy smile on the corner of his lips, and he blinked at her, the housekeeper understood.

Compared to him, other people seem to be deep in hell.

"You have to give up and you have to get something. Everything is your own choice. You must learn to accept it."

……

Jian Youqing brought someone to the hospital, she is now in a disadvantaged situation.

Using the excuse of taking care of Ziji, she had to find a way to breathe. She had to gain Shao Tingchen's trust, and it was best to make him really like her.

All this is not simple, Jian Youqing went upstairs, was caught off guard and was dragged into a corner, someone was covering her lips.