Liang Fang was famous for his wantonness and wantonness, which was difficult to control.
Xu Yining always remembers the market that day.
The young man with messy black hair stood in front of the fruit stall with a casual attitude. The stall was crowded with people.
She was squeezed into the crowd, staggered forward, and was caught in the boy's arms.
His eyes didn't stay on her, and he smiled frivolously, "Slow down, little girl. If you hit my stall, you will have to pay for it."
It was the harsh winter, and his fingertips were cold, but Xu Yining was throbbing with heat.
When you muster up the courage to test it,
Xu Yining heard others mention her to him.
The young man's voice was careless: "She... Is not from the same place."
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Later we met again at an exchange meeting.
Liang Fang held a cigarette between his fingertips and leaned lazily on the table, their eyes crossing inadvertently.
He seemed to have forgotten her, passing by lightly, tilting his head and smiling at the woman beside him.
Just like when he was a boy, he was naughty and romantic, but he no longer treats her.
Later, Xu Yining was so drunk that she fell unconscious, and Liang Fang picked her up in front of everyone.
But the person in his arms didn't appreciate it and slapped him in the face.
Everyone's eyelids trembled in fear.
The man was not annoyed but smiled, ignoring the red marks on his face, and coaxed in a low voice: "Does your hand hurt?"
"We, Ning Ning, have been wronged. We really deserve a beating."
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That night, Xu Yining was pressed against the car door. In a daze, a few tears fell from the back of his hands.
The man's tone was almost at a loss: "Xu Yining, do you still want me?"
/It's okay to be lost, I will eventually come to you
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Slow-hot public relations x naughty young master
Intention: You are the most precious
