The moment he opened his eyes, Lin Yueming pulled out the infusion needle under the doctor's astonished gaze, stopped a car and went straight to his old house.
The seventeen-year-old girl has seaweed-like long hair, and her kneeling posture just covers her nakedness. The back is straight, as if soaked in the cold moonlight, aloof and cold.
The noble lady looked at it indifferently and cruelly, seeing the pair of beautiful butterfly bones trembling quietly, and the darkness in her eyes fleetingly disappeared. She picked up the thin silver chain at her hand, with a playful smile on her lips.
The moment before the gray and black shadow completely enveloped the butterfly, Lin Yueming pushed open the door and entered, willfully and arrogantly.
"I want her for my eighteenth-year-old coming-of-age ceremony."
After her mother was emotionally betrayed, she developed strange habits. Lin Yueming knew what was going on, but couldn't get involved.
But it was precisely because of this that the Lin family's ancestral industry was destroyed.
In the next life, when the forbearing cheek with red eyes turned to her, the thin ankle chain made a soft sound, and before she had time to fasten it, Lin Yueming breathed a sigh of relief.
She used poor excuses to protect Xu Jingci, the flower of the high mountain living on the street, from her mother's unclear gaze.
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Lin Yueming was very strange.
She can talk sweetly when there is a lot of people, and she can also keep a distance when the two of them are alone, just like the mist in the mountains, making people unpredictable.
But everyone always assumes that they are a couple, even Xu Jingci thinks so.
Until that day, she heard the girl raise her voice, arrogant and tired: "Her skills are too poor and her tricks are few. I don't like her."
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After breaking up with Lin Yueming, Xu Jingci was found by the Xu family and quickly occupied the market with his amazing talent in mathematics and computers.
Cold and aloof, violent and unkind, her colleagues seemed to avoid her when talking about her.
The name that was familiar to her in the past became so unfamiliar. Lin Yueming listened from a distance and felt that she would never have anything to do with Xu Jingci.
Until that snowy night, she sent her ignorant assistant home.
He turned around but fell into the woman's familiar arms.
The kiss fell involuntarily, and even the air became hot.
"You... What are you doing?!"
Knowing who the visitor was, Lin Yueming's whole body trembled from the kiss. She gasped softly and was about to push Xu Jingci away.
The indifferent flower of the high mountains suddenly smiled softly, a dangerous aura pressed towards her, and her lips, which contained the coolness of snowflakes, bit her neck.
"Lin Yueming."
"It's you who is spreading rumors."
"You said my skills are poor?"
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"May the bright moon hang high and shine on me alone."
25.5.11
Concept: Cute, cute and sweet
