Lure from a wealthy family: The devil’s president can’t get enough

Cool sea breeze, damp and salty air.

Luo Xiongguan, who was panting heavily, and Hui Shao, who was sitting beside him smoking quietly, neither of the two men wanted to talk anymore.

After a long time, Luo Xiongguan stood up with his tired body and prepared to leave, and Hui Shao also crushed out the cigarette butt.

"Instructor, will you stay here forever?" Luo Xiongguan's voice was a little hoarse, maybe it was the [-] kilometers round trip, maybe it was the heart, he looked very tired.

"Yes." Hui Shao didn't hesitate at all, because it was decided before he came back this time, and there was no reason.

"That's good. I don't have the instructor's attachment, so I'm going back to Rashomon. I'll come back when the babies are born. Everything here is up to the instructor." Luo Xiongguan looked at the villa, his eyes flickering. Abandon.

"Okay, Huzi will contact you, and they will be in Rashomon in the future." Hui Shao thinks this is the best result. His students have a good home and a place to go, and they can be regarded as worthy of them for so many years. More importantly, I believe that Luo Xiongguan will not lead them to a road of no return.

Luo Xiongguan curled up a wry smile: "Understood, then, instructor, take care."

Hui Shao didn't speak any more, but took out a pack of cigarettes and threw it to Luo Xiongguan.

Luo Xiongguan's face turned black.

"Here, if you want to, take one." Hui Shao raised his eyebrows, turned around and started running in the night.

In fact, this kind of tobacco mixed with stimulants was not prepared for Luo Xiongguan, but Hui Shao prepared it for himself. Every time when he misses the most, he will go back and forth for [-] kilometers to make himself more awake.

Luo Xiongguan watched Hui Shao's figure melt into the night, and he took a long time to look away and walked into the distance. He was going back to Rashomon, there were more things waiting for him to deal with, and here were Hui Shao and Xue Qi. , let him rest assured.

Before this night, he didn't know that there was another person besides himself who was also silently loving Mu Xingyao. This kind of deep love made him always unable to extricate himself from self-blame, but tonight he figured it out, just like As Hui Shao said, [-] kilometers back and forth, if you can’t stop, it’s better to run down, telling yourself in sweat, everything is like this, just go through it slowly.

The car was getting farther and farther away from Mu Xingyao, Luo Xiongguan lowered the window to let the cold wind blow in, messing up his hair.

When I saw Mu Xingyao for the first time, her appearance was already deeply imprinted in my heart. Luo Xiongguan felt powerless about this, and he couldn't bear to forget that in seven years, a man's memory of a woman is either Simple, seven years would be too long to forget someone, but seven years to remember her seemed like a blink of an eye to him.

He had the opportunity to take Mu Xingyao away, just like Hui Shao had the opportunity to trap her by his side, but in the end he and Hui Shao both chose to give up possession and guard, because love is a wonderful feeling, not A splendor that can be accomplished by one person.

"Oh, Jun Shaoqing is really lucky." Luo Xiongguan in the car, and Hui Shao who had finished the [-]-kilometer race all whispered to themselves in unison.

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Early in the morning, Mu Xingyao got up, and the first thing she did when she got up was to go to the window and secretly look at Hui Shao's car.

The tent next to the car had been put away at some point, Hui Shao was standing quietly in the garden, and the servants were cleaning the fallen leaves in the garden.

Looking at it from this angle, Hui Shao's figure is tall and straight, and the image of his back is like a gun. People can't help but wonder how meticulous this man is. Even if he is standing casually, he is standing in a very standard posture.

His eyes slowly fell on the flowers and plants, Mu Xingyao reached out and grabbed the window screen, and the flowers and plants underneath were actually words!I'm sorry, it's clearly visible, but Jun Shaoqing is a little blurry.

At this moment, Mu Xingyao felt something sharp hurt her heart, and there was a picture in her mind. In the picture, she was standing facing the villa, her eyes full of expectation hurt Mu Xingyao at this moment.

'Jun Shaoqing, I'm sorry. '

Mu Xingyao looked back at Jun Shaoqing on the bed. She didn't know what happened at that time, but she knew that she had apologized to this man in this way?

Looking at the words carefully, the flowers and plants were neatly trimmed to make the handwriting clear, but Mu Xingyao's eyes blurred, is she crazy?When a woman says sorry to a man, what did she do wrong?How much did I care about this man at that time?

Turning around, she walked to Jun Shaoqing's bed and sat down.

"When I apologized to you, did you forgive me?" She asked softly, and stared at his face, but there was no response, if she hadn't seen Xue Qi and Zhuang Deyue coming to give young master Jun every day Qing checked and told her everything was fine every time, she even felt like she was singing a one-man show.

However, this person sleeps on this bed, and she knows, everyone knows, that they were once husband and wife, or they are now husband and wife, even though her memory is vague.

Stomach tumbling, I hurriedly got up and ran to the bathroom, turned on the faucet and washed my face with water.

She raised her head and looked at herself in the mirror: "Mu Xingyao, why did you forget her when you love him?" She drew her own outline in the mirror with her hands, how could someone who loves someone be easily forgotten?

She agreed to save Jun Shaoqing in this way, was it because she loved him or because of An An?Mu Xingyao couldn't tell the difference.

At this time, Mammy was standing at the door with a silver plate in her hand, and knocked gently on the door.

Mu Xingyao came out from the bathroom and opened the door. The first thing she saw was the food on the silver plate. She couldn't help but swallowed, and she looked up to see Mammy.

"Mammy?"

In seven years, Nanny has aged a lot, but her complexion is very good. Seeing that Mu Xingyao was a little excited, she kept nodding her head: "Xingyao, I brought you your favorite stuffed bitter gourd and stuffed tofu. Pork with pickled vegetables."

Mu Xingyao's eyes were moist for a moment: "Mmmm, mmmm, mama is the best." She reached out to take it.

"No, I'll send it in. I can't tire you now." Mammy said, walking in with a silver tray.

Mu Xingyao followed behind Mammy, licking her lips.

"Come on, let's eat. The morning should be lighter, but they said you haven't eaten for a long time, eat more." The nanny looked at Mu Xingyao lovingly, and looked up and down.

Mu Xingyao couldn't be polite anymore, and sat at the dining table to start.

"Delicious, delicious, Mammy's craftsmanship has always been the best."

Mammy looked at Mu Xingyao eating happily, with a smile on her face, looked at the layout of the room, and saw Jun Shaoqing lying on the bed.

But Mammy didn't dare to admit it, looking at Mu Xingyao and thinking about Hui Shao, the old man's heart was about to be crushed.

"Mommy, sit down, let's chat later." Mu Xingyao put the stuffed bitter gourd into her mouth and smiled sweetly at Nanny.

Mammy sat beside her, looked at Mu Xingyao's almost wiped out eating method, and smiled, this girl was still the same, unchanged.

"Mammy, can you tell me about the past?" Mu Xingyao put down her chopsticks and looked at Nanny.