He is the most devout believer in love before her.
Love has never been high or low. It’s whether she is in the building or in the courtyard. Some people say that the heart is close. Then, what kind of position are we in? Even if the lights are dim, he can still find that heart belongs to her. What can be so sure? Because the scenery in her eyes has always been him.
At night, four eyes looked at him, and he turned to face her. The light was deep and tender, and the warmth reached each other’s hearts through the soft breeze of autumn night. For a second, her figure was gone in front of the window. Everything seemed like a dream, but it was just a picture he imagined.
Yin Ningluo quickly went back to bed and pulled herself around to reveal a small head, complaining that she was too slow to react and it was too late when he found out. At that time, the stars in the night attracted her. She went to the window to see what the stars were in her mind, and then she suddenly flashed through Jun Ling Ying and looked for him. She didn’t know.
Raise your hand and put it in your heart. It’s pounding. I remember that I was just immersed in his tender tenderness. Her cheeks are slightly hot. Maybe it’s red again. She’s upset and wrinkled her eyebrows. It’s late. She can secretly criticize herself in her heart. Why is Jun Ling? You have no resistance to her at all. You should be angry with him. Don’t you know?
The next morning, Yin Ningluo took the children to the restaurant for dinner. At that time, Junling was still in the building and didn’t come to the restaurant. Their mother had no appetite for a table of delicious breakfast. Yin Ningluo looked up at the eye building and saw that the door was closed, and she was a little lost.
He didn’t come to a bowl of porridge until she sat down with God bless and was eaten by Yin Ningluo. She was absent-minded and she would find that he had to thank God bless that "father"
She looked up at him and saw him walking slowly towards the restaurant. She pulled up a chair beside her and sat down for a close look, only to find that he had a layer of dark circles on his eyelids.
She was watching him being noticed by him, and the moment seemed to go back to last night. She was afraid that she would be caught by him inadvertently, and she bowed her head and took a spoon and pretended to eat porridge in a bowl.
A moment ago, he greeted her eyes with a lot of words. She just opened her mouth, but her eyes were left out in the cold. He was wronged, but he sat quietly beside her. The servant added a bowl of porridge. Before he came, she didn’t notice the color of porridge. Crab porridge is also her favorite. She unexpectedly remembered that this is frenh, and she can eat Chinese food in European countries. What can I say is that he is heartbroken? I hope it will bring her home. On where he took her, the taste of home will never change.
Looking at her eating porridge, his mind softened for a few minutes. Last night, he didn’t sleep alone. He was wronged to read documents in his room. He didn’t know that it was dawn until the morning light fell in through the curtains. He got up and went back to his room to rest for a while. Maybe he was too tired. Jun Ling overslept. When he woke up, it was already breakfast, and he called "bad" in his heart and hurried downstairs. At that time, Yin Ningluo and the children were already sitting at the dining table. She saw that he didn’t want to talk to him, and he deserved it.
The restaurant is very quiet, which makes other people feel strange. Although the servants can’t talk, they don’t have doubts in their hearts. Previously, when Mr. Wang said that he would go back here, he asked them to find someone to rearrange his home. He also specially invited the kitchen to cook Chinese food. The closet of Mrs. Wang’s room was full of the most popular clothes of the season. Everything was carefully selected by Mr. Wang and looked at it himself. Even the dresser makeup was made by Mr. Wang. He called the institute in advance to let them develop a set of makeup specially suitable for her skin. Men should be so caring for this woman. They were looking forward
It’s the hostess who is beautiful and noble, but when the couple have dinner together for the first time, they feel poor. frenh women don’t understand the emotional model of ha women and always think they are a bit strange.
The atmosphere in the restaurant was awkward. Jun Ling coughed lightly and whispered, "Everything in the company is over from today. After breakfast, I want to take you out with the children."
This is very obvious. I told Yin Ningluo that the little guy looked at his parents to meet his father with dark eyes, and then looked at his mother with a calm face, eating porridge. Although the little guy didn’t understand what happened to the adults, it was good for him to go out to play. His father gave advice, and finally he made a decision that the mother would be implemented only after her mother agreed to the plan. So the little guy calmly concealed the joy in his heart and ate porridge in a bowl.
"Where to?" Yin Ningluo asked him.
"Go to the place where we first met" Jun Ling replied. Looking down and eating a bowl of porridge, it is not difficult to find that a man’s mouth has raised a smile. The place where they first met is the best memory of his years.
The hero and heroine in the restaurant make the Chinese conversation incomprehensible to the servants, but they can detect that the hostess’s face smiles after the conversation, so the servants look at each other with smiles on their faces. They laugh because they think Asian women are really beautiful when they smile.
In order to go back in time to the year when we first met each other, Junling specially wore handmade leather shoes with gray round neck sweater and brown slacks.
By the time Yin Ningluo knocked on the door, Junling had been waiting outside to lift his eyes and saw him. At that moment, Yin Ningluo suddenly felt that time was really kind to this man. He was dressed in a casual suit with short black hair. His whole body seemed to be covered with sunshine, youth and vitality. Yin Ningluo had some surprises.
Just then he said, "You are beautiful today."
Yin Ning’s complex style doesn’t like makeup, so he can surprise his eyes. He used to hold her hand. After two people went downstairs, he saw the little guy sitting on the sofa waiting for them.
God bless to see mom and dad take the initiative to go to their side, smart eyes looking at the beautiful mom and dad little guy with a smile on his lips.
"What’s the matter?" Yin Ningluo looked puzzled and directly wondered if there was something wrong with his dress.
The little guy guessed Yin Ning’s mind, and his mother showed her embarrassment like a little girl. The little guy debuted, "You are beautiful today without your mother."
When he said this, Yin Ningluo turned to Jun Ling and looked at each other with a smile on his eyes. How could the father and son be so sympathetic? Yin Ningluo held out his hand toward God bless. "Let’s go, mom and dad, take you shopping together."
"No," said the little fellow.
When Yin Ningluo was puzzled, the little guy said again, "Baby, let dad invite a French teacher for me. He will come and give me a lesson today, so I can’t accompany you."
Yin condensate winding turned and looked at Jun Ling.
Jun Ling nodded to show that it did happen.
God bless the lack of parents’ love since childhood. Yin Ningluo always wanted to stay with him, leaving the children at home. Yin Ningluo was a little uneasy, but when he saw God bless the sad smiling face, Yin Ningluo accepted his mind and raised his hand to touch his head. He carefully told him, "Be good. Mom and Dad will be back soon."
Jun Ling watched Yin Ningluo reluctantly say a thousand words and ten thousand words. After all, she was reluctant to miss the child’s growth. There was a long brilliance in her eyes. How happy it was for her to love her with such a soft mind.
Absence has run to his side from Yin Ning’s front and looked up and waved to him. "Dad, I have something to say to you."
Jun Ling doesn’t understand, but in the face of childhood, it’s still dominated by spoil ingredients. So he squatted down and circled his son on his chest. The little guy cocked his head and circled the path in her ear. "Dad takes good care of my mother for me, so I won’t bother you."
Jun Ling’s eyes glistened with light, and his lips suddenly burst into a big laugh, revealing white teeth. He reached out and spoiled and pinched the little guy’s nose, which was really a ghost.
Father’s close interaction with Yin Ning Luo didn’t know that she was in charge of blinking and gawking at them. Jun Ling got up to meet her, and her eyes were full of confusion. His lips smiled more and more deeply. He walked over and took Yin Ning Luo’s hand in a steady tone. "Mrs. Jun, let’s go."
With a little guy behind him, he waved goodbye to his parents. It’s not that he doesn’t want to go out with his parents. It’s what happened this morning that made the little guy keep his mind. He could feel that his parents had contradictions before he decided not to follow. I hope that his parents can get back together this time, and he will feel warm at home with his parents around.
This is the servant walking behind God bless. The little guy put his hands in his pockets and asked, "jon, am I doing the right thing?"
"You’re a great young master," jon replied.
I don’t know that their conversation turned out to be French.
No one will know that this talented little boy is called Junling’s father, but he is full of Yan Zhengxi’s blood. The man with noble blood like Junling has been blessed with Yan Zhengxi’s charm at an early age. A few years later, the little man returned to Yan Shixi and became the new overlord of D city business.
Junling on Champs Elysé es suddenly disappeared, leaving Yin Ningluo alone in this romantic street. On that day, in frenh full of European descent, there was a beautiful and quiet Asian woman with long black hair, a big cherry red sun hat and a plain long skirt. Walking in time, it seemed that time had been kind to Yin Ningluo, and flowers were floating in the autumn wind, and Yin Ningluo closed her eyes and quietly enjoyed it.
The easy pace stopped at a bench on the street, and the black gold ornamental handrails on both sides of the brown wooden chair seat burned with flower patterns, which was a typical European style. It was not a chair that made Yin coagulate, but the flowers behind the chair were covered with purples, just like the color of her hat.
It is said that the flowers represent the girl’s mind. Seeing those flowers spread gently around the bench, Yin Ning’s lip corner fainted and she couldn’t help but sit down.
Not far away, the man stood tall and leaned against the door frame of a coffee shop. Pay attention to her face and smile. It seemed that all the way was blurred by the smile on the corners of his mouth. After years, she looked like a child who would never grow up.
Passing by a coffee shop and taking a seat, she ordered a cup of coffee. When the coffee was brought, Yin Ningluo saw that the pattern in the cup was slightly dull. She turned her eyes and looked at the waiter around her. It turned out that the owner of this store mistook them for lovers and gave them fancy coffee.
Lovers?
Perhaps age lied to the shopkeeper, but it made the shopkeeper broke for no reason.
Yin Ningluo smiled and nodded in the direction of the shopkeeper and thanked her for her kindness.
The waiter politely said a sentence of "please" in French. When she left, she took one more look at Jun Ling’s body, but she also drank her coffee silently. She couldn’t help but think that such a good man would be in focus wherever he went.
Look, isn’t someone being nice to him now? It’s a pity that men are so bad that they don’t even look at them.
The man across the street put his slender fingers on his legs and played with the ear wall of the coffee cup in front of him. The woman’s eyes contained a faint smile. She looked in a good mood.
While drinking coffee, she turned her eyes aside and deliberately ignored his handsome face.
Soft gas lurks in his faint smile. He smiles. She is a little jealous, but she pretends to watch the drama casually. My girl is very bad.
Square coffee cup greeted him with dark eyes. She asked him, "Do you want to talk to me when you find me?"
Clever as she is, even if his mind is delicate, everything can always be cracked when he meets her.
"Well," his lips are still charming, and he doesn’t shy away from or deny her topic.
"What is it?" she asked.
Turning his eyes, he took a look at the European street and got a panoramic view of the slow pace here. When the dark eyes gathered a little brilliance, he was thirty-two years old. He was already rich and famous, flashy and dusty. All he wanted to receive was a smile on her mouth.
Looking back, he looked at her with a ripple in her dark eyes, which was soft and matched with a smile on his lips. In the halo, this man was truly beautiful.
The eyes are shining slightly, and the lips are shining gently. It is the eternal tenderness. "Thank you for holding hands with me."
Yin coagulation winding micro stare blankly and then a light spot in the eyes, it turned out that he already knew.
Back to the castle in the sunset, he held her jaw against her neck socket from behind, but his eyes were tender and tender. "I have long thought about how to be better for you, but I have been slow to think for a long time, but I have wronged you for a long time. It is my fault. I am willing to pray for the rest of my life that you love you and are willing to have me."
He is the most devout believer in love before her.
Love bears the burden. Simple love is good.
11
There is an agreed custom among the rich and powerful families that parents should bathe and fast for a week from the moment the child is born. The pious child invites the most respected mage in the door to criticize the child. Among them, the aristocratic brother especially takes a fancy to the year of 1993, when Zhang Xiaotian welcomed his only little daughter in anxious expectation. This is that he and his wife Lin are like a second child. The couple had already had a son named Zhang Yuchen, who was born to Zhang Xiaotian and was very happy. According to the custom, the couple asked the mage’s daughter to criticize their daughter for a week’s fasting, hoping for a good life.
On the day of her daughter’s full moon, Zhang Xiaotian’s daughter invited her to order the mage to hold the new words of her little girl in her hand. At once, she showed a smiling face. Frankly speaking, before Zhang Xiao’s heavenly heart was happy, the mage turned cold and locked her eyebrows with a touch of sadness.
"Master, what’s the problem with this child?" Zhang Xiaotian asked anxiously.