Let’s go. Tonight’s yacht dinner is hosted by Hongyao, and it must not be a banquet. The only thing that worries her is that Mu Jinshan, although not her real father, still can’t let him go.
Everyone has feelings when they get along for a long time.
When I was a child, Mu Jinshan treated her like a family, and my mother loved him.
Looking back at the small building, I will take a look at it again. Although it is not good, it is also a place she doesn’t like. But when I think that the man has been to her for two nights, I feel that this place is not bad.
After getting out of the car, Lan Jingyi and Sang sat in the back row and told the driver to drive slowly, admiring the beautiful poppies outside the car and going straight to the dock.
Tilting wants to meet again. Wait for me.
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It’s getting dark
The moon crept out of the clouds.
Muda is dark at night. There are poppy harvesters and armed soldiers here.
A blockbuster is a poppy that is hard to see at the end.
Beauty is the source of evil.
No matter how slow the SUV drove, it finally reached the dock.
Outside the window, a man is standing quietly by a speedboat, and the light from the speedboat sets off his figure, which is particularly lonely.
Zhe arrived less, so I told you to hurry up. You see, it’s really bad for him to wait for us. Asan floated up at the sight of Yu Zhe’s back.
What’s good? You should get used to letting men wait for you to be a princess, let him be your servant, and I really don’t understand that he wears that ugly mask every day. It’s not goodlooking at all. What do you like about him? Seeing that there is still a short distance from Lanjingyi, I am curious to ask Assange
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He’s not ugly before. Sang decided to look at Yuzhe’s figure and didn’t want to blink.
Really? That’s Lan Jingyi. I don’t know Yu Zhe’s past. Was he handsome before?
Yes, he’s a girl from Gongdao. I don’t like him. Look at him. He’s really handsome. Assange couldn’t help but take another look at the back not far away. He moved quickly and showed off a photo and handed it to Lan Jingyi. Handsome, right? Is it much more handsome than your dead man?
Fuck you, man.
Isn’t your man dead?
Anyway, he’s in my heart. Listen, why is the word’ death’ so awkward? It’s not dead, but she’s afraid to say it. It’s really awkward
It’s unlucky to go out at night and die.
Tell me if you are handsome? Sang pushed the old photo of Yu Zhe before Lanjingyi again.
Lan Jingyi was curious to see her at first glance. Is this person really a jade philosopher? But the sunshine boy is handsome and young.
I can’t lie to you, it’s him. Assange is slightly proud of the path.
That he is now …
I’ll tell you how he turned into what he is when I have the chance to tell you. Sang said that he had put away the car and stopped at the right moment. Yu Zhe heard the sound at his side. He had turned around and was still the unlovable skeleton mask. This is going to a dinner party. Can’t he look better?
But maybe this is the message he wants to give Hongyao. He wants to kill Hongyao. He wants to turn Hongyao’s head into a skeleton.
But Hongyao is her biological father.
She can see Hongyao tonight.
It turned out that he had been waiting for her here for so long.
And Mu Jinshan.
Sang got on the bus happily before her. Zhe Shao kept you waiting.
Yuzhe’s eyes are straight at Lanjing, without looking at Assange, and he gently nodded to signal Assange’s way, You yacht first.
Zhe Shao sang took a sip of her mouth. She was very wronged and dressed up, but Yu Zhe didn’t even look at the line of sight and didn’t love him. Lan Jingyi was very sad.
Lan Jingyi looked up from the other side of the car door and saw Assange’s face with rain. She couldn’t help but feel a little distressed. It was all women. She couldn’t bear Yu Zhe’s indifference to Assange. People went to Yu Zhe, but first she smiled and pulled Assange to let him be in front of her. Then she hugged Assange’s face from behind Assange and looked at Yu Zhe through Assange’s shoulder. Zhe Shao, how about this is my design skirt?
Yu Zhe’s eyes finally fell. Assange’s body was blocked by Lan Jingyi’s skirt. I couldn’t see it carefully. It was like a lowpressure flow. Assange’s body blinked and trembled, and his little face was flushed, which was particularly beautiful.
Sure enough, people dress up by clothes, horses and saddles.
Yes, Yu Zhe’s dark pupil fretted a masked face, and no one could see the change. Except for these two words, he commented lightly and said, Let’s go by boat or we’ll be late.
Well, Lan Jingyi replied lazily to her. This can help everyone. It depends on Asan’s own fate. She thinks that she is going to fix Asan and kill herself. She is also too conscientious as a matchmaker.
Yuzhe turned and walked towards the yacht. He also saw Assange once from the beginning to the end, or Lan Jingyi suggested that he would not look at her half an eye.
Sang couldn’t even move his steps for a while. Looking at that figure, tears flowed.
Let’s go, Lan Jingyi gently took Assange’s small hand and advised him in a low voice.
He doesn’t like me broke my heart.
He doesn’t like women. If he wants to be his woman, he has to make some efforts to keep him single, which proves that you still have hope. Lan Jingyi doesn’t care if she wants to pull her away.
The two women are slowly behind Yuzhe. The yacht is small but luxurious. From this, we can see that Yuzhe lives a luxurious life.