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A girl who is soft on the outside and cool on the inside
The first time Shi Niannian met Jiang Wan was at the door of the police station. The young man's expression was so calm that he could not contain any emotions.
Later, she heard that Jiang Wang had been in an accident last year and had lost his hearing as a result. Everyone in the school had different opinions about what happened.
Shi Niannian thought that Jiang Wan was the person who should not be messed with in this school.
Shi Niannian thought that there was no emotional expression on Jiang Wan's face.
Until she saw the sinking look on Jiang Wan's face.
The smell of alcohol on the young man's body mixed with the soap locust on his clothes, creating an unusually clear and ambiguous smell.
His jaw tightened, his eyes fell gravely, and he whispered in her ear restrainedly and patiently——
"Little stutter, I drank and now I really want to kiss you, is that okay?"
**
After growing up.
In the shopping mall, Jiang is very resolute and ruthless. He is a first-class businessman, cold-blooded and cold-blooded, and not even close to a womanizer. Everyone says that if you offend Mr. Jiang, you are seeking death.
At the end of the charity dinner that day, the man was surrounded by people and went out, and his eyes suddenly stopped.
He walked quickly through the crowd and walked to the person on the roadside. He put his arm around her waist, bent down, and buried his head deep into her neck.
Everyone was stunned. They were used to seeing him making a fuss in the shopping mall, but now he hugged them tightly in a very humble manner.
The woman raised her hand, touched his hair, and said softly, "Jiang Wan."
He cursed in a low voice and couldn't help but choke up heavily: "You still know how to come back."
The next second his shoulders trembled, as if he were crying.
If there is only one pure and clean soul in the world, no matter whether she is contaminated with sin or not, she will belong to me.
You are my fantasy and I will never forget you.
==New article "The Beauty in the Palm"==
1
When Chen Chao was sixteen years old, he first met Wen Liang on the street. The young man was playing with his hat in his hand, his eyes dark, and he stood condescendingly in front of her.
After a while, he leaned down and met her gaze with his dark eyes.
"Follow me?" The boy said.
Chen Diaozhen followed him for six years.
2
Everyone knew that Wen Liang was unruly and cynical, but it was rumored that there was a beauty in his family who was also the beauty of the film school. She was beautiful, ethereal, and had an arrogant and willful temperament.
The two of them each got what they wanted, and they knew each other well and had been in love for many years. Then Chen Dia graduated from college and waved coolly to say "goodbye."
He was more decisive and sharp than when he nodded and followed him.
Wen Liang lit up his cigarette, raised his eyes and curled his lips in the blue and white smoke, and praised her coldly: "Very good."
After Chen Chat left, Wen Liang continued to live a prosperous life without being affected.
Everyone lamented that Young Master Wen was so callous and cold-blooded, even after being together for so many years.
But I saw the two of them in the gossip news that broke out one day——
On the street late at night, the popular new actress Chen Chai slapped the biggest investor in her new film so hard that the person who hit her did not turn around for a long time.
After Chen Chai finished the slap, he raised his hand to tuck his long hair casually, and said softly, "Mr. Wen, I think we have broken up a long time ago."
Instead of being angry, the man leaned on the car and licked his lower lip, praising: "My little leopard is so powerful even with his hands."
Chen Diao looked at him with a distant expression and said nothing.
Wen Liang, who was always cynical in the eyes of others, remained silent for a moment, his eye circles slowly turning red.
With slightly trembling hands, he carefully pulled the person into his arms, saying a nickname that only he knew: "Ling Ling, be good, come with me."
#Of course I won't try to pick the moon, I want the moon to come to me#
Intention: If you keep it in mind, there will be a response.
