Chapter 409

"Knock knock -"

the rapid knock on the door sounded.

You Ming glances at the doorbell video. The other party is wearing a gray cap with hair. His whole face is hidden in his black hair. He also wears a disposable blue mask. He can't see his appearance clearly.

Only from that familiar figure, you Ming quickly determines the identity of the visitor.

It turned out that there was prey that hit the muzzle of the gun.

He raised his eyebrows and opened the door.

"You Ming!"

The other side raised his eyes, slightly opened the mask to breathe, revealed a plain face, no makeup. You Ming noticed that she had pale skin and dark circles under her eyes. She was a little tired. But this weariness disappears quickly after seeing him, one eye is suffused with sparkling light, tender and sentimental.

"Why did you come?"

He leaned sideways to let someone in, and his fingers in his gloves ran over the lining of his trousers.

The man is thinking about the meaning of this time, suddenly a tight waist, nose tip has a light aroma, the air floating to a little sweet smell.

The other party put his hands around him, his whole face buried in his chest, warm and crazy.

You Ming looks at it coldly.

What is the play of this young lady today?

"I'm sorry."

A dull voice came.

"I'm not good. I didn't clarify it for you at the first time. My father is a bit stubborn. He and he are very angry. I can't persuade him at all She lifted her head from his collar, her eyes a little red, "are you blaming me?"

You Ming's heart is moving.

He suppressed the strange itching in his throat.

He has three brothers who grew up in a family of fierce competition. You father and father don't care about the disputes between brothers. They only care about who is better and more suitable to be the helmsman of you family. He understood that if he wanted anything, he would have to fight for it himself, grab it and get it by any means. The huge wealth and interests can win him the status and dignity, let him in and out of the dignitaries, lust and lust.

As long as you have money and power, do whatever you want.

He likes to be held, respected and afraid of him.

This fall from the clouds, you Ming only felt a strong irony. In the past, those who clapped their chests and said they wanted to run away with his brothers one by one, and the men and women who had relations with him were like the God of avoiding pestilence.

The turning point of life is more bloody than the idol drama.

You Ming watched the farce indifferently.

When he grew up in the you family, he was framed by his brothers. At first, he thought that they were just playing games. Later, he almost drowned, and then he crushed his ridiculous admiration and belief.

He thought that he had long been invulnerable.

So Who the hell can tell him what's going on?

In the last second, the blackened one has already conceived a variety of no less than ten ways to die.

And the next second, he looked at each other's red eyes, and suddenly felt that he was not as good as an animal.

He wanted to torture her, but she fought against her family for him.

"My dad, this time, he's determined not only to break the engagement in the media, but also to warn me not to meet you in private." Lin Lang bit his lips and unconsciously forced them to bite out a trace of blood red.

You Ming can't help holding her chin to stop her self mutilation.

Lin Lang was surprised to see him, as if he did not understand the meaning of this move.

"Speak well, don't bite."

Compared with just now, young master you's tone has slowed down a lot. Even he didn't find that was the reason for his soft hearted. Living for 30 years, he showed his heartache in front of a woman for the first time.

Lin Lang was stunned.

"How stupid?"

He pinched her face again. It was quite sensual.

There was a drop of warmth on the fingertips.

This time, the man was stunned.

The woman raised her hand slowly, covering the back of his hand.

Half face gently lying in the palm of his hand, the quivering eyelashes swept like a fan.

"Sorry, you Ming. My parents don't agree with us. They can't say anything. I and I have tried all kinds of ways. Really There is no way. " She looked like a child at a loss, even the light in her pupils was full of strong uneasiness, murmured to herself, "brother, what should I do? Mom, when she gave birth to me, she had a difficult labor. When I was a child, my father was hit by a car on the road in order to protect me. It was not easy to wake up I, I really don't have the courage Against them... "

You Ming looks down at people. Her black eyes are wet. Maybe she realizes that he has been watching for a long time. The woman turns her back to wipe her tears. "Ah, I'm sorry, I quarreled with them today, which made my father angry. I may be a little bit impolite. Don't look at me -"

the unfinished words suddenly stop.

Lin Lang was pressed into a broad chest.In the past, he was spoiled by girls in Fengyue places. This man always showed a strong possessive desire for her. He had never grasped her from behind like he did now. He treated the most precious collection of childhood with a trace of care.

For fear of breaking her.

"Break up, then."

His hands and feet are very regular. His fingers are crossed, and there is still a few centimetres away from her abdomen. His head is empty and lies on the shoulders and neck of a wide range of people. He doesn't exert himself. "My uncle and aunt have raised a good daughter, but my brother is not blessed." This kind of sweet words is not used by men.

Some people teased him and asked, what kind of person can make such a prodigal son return to shore?

No way.

He gave a definite answer.

Who would have thought there would be a day?

It's probably the fear of drowning when I was a kid.

He always thought, who can in his most desperate time pull him a good, also can not raise the paranoid disease.

Fall pain, he can not eat sugar, but want to have a person standing beside him, looking at him from afar.

To teach him that he is not alone.

The woman in her arms froze. For a while, she relaxed her shoulders.

It's like recognizing fate, and it's like being relieved.

"Take this. Don't worry. It's not my parents. It's the reward I got for directing the play. It may not be much to you, but at least... " Lin Lang put a bank card in the palm of a man's hand. Tears fell down the back of his hand. She turned back, and her bright face lost color. She laughed weakly, "it's the last thing I can do for you."

The man was silent for a moment.

"No, you keep it."

He remembered that she had been optimistic about a play and was ready to transform from an assistant director to a director who really controlled the whole scene. She had no capital in her hand, and was easily bullied by investors. She put some vases in disorderly ways, which destroyed her painstaking efforts.

Although getting along with each other for a long time, he realized that Lin Lang was a very strong person. After he was independent, he did not take money from home.

"But..."

He suddenly raised his hand, opened his mouth and bit off his gloves.

Lin Lang does not understand people.

"Pa!"

The white glove was abandoned by the man on the porch steps, he took the initiative to lead Linlang, "you come with me."

Lin Lang entered his bedroom full of mist.

I saw a man lying on the edge of the bed, with a big long leg skillfully hook out the small black hard box under the bed.

Lin Lang:

This clumsy way of hiding money under the bed doesn't seem to fit in with the style of the male Lord's palace.

You Ming did not have the elegant manner of a noble childe. He sat cross legged and lifted the lid of the box. Inside are some little boy's toys. Lin Lang even saw the glass marbles as a kind of ground gas gadget.

She flipped through the box several times and handed her a bundle of savings cards tied with rubber bands.

"Is this?"

Lin Lang didn't take it immediately and hesitated.

"Don't you know men hide their money?" You Ming raised her eyebrows.

Seeing the woman's delay, he was impatient and put it directly into her hand.

Lang Lin, like a hot hand.

The man didn't let him. He held his wrist tightly.

"Take it. You Ming has always been generous, and I have a decent separation fee with my people, either a mansion or a check. You are me... " He pauses, omitting the adjectives "like" and "excited" in the middle. "You're my girlfriend. There's no reason why you're worse than your ex. So, I give you all my private money. That's all. You Don't feel embarrassed. "

He is also the first time to use private money as separation fee, showing some embarrassment for no reason.

Although the number in this is enough to make up for all the previous sum.

On hearing this, the ex girlfriend's tears showed signs of surging.

She covered her eyes and sobbed like a little beast. She wanted to cry but didn't dare to cry out loud. Her lips, which had been for a long time by her master, finally broke the skin and slowly oozed out a drop of blood.

You Ming suddenly wants to kiss her.

Not that night's conquest kiss, but a small, small lick, he is not greedy to go further, just want to gently heal her wounds. However, his nature is thin and cold, mean and insidious, and he is proficient in hypocrisy. He only doesn't know how to be gentle and sincere.

The man's thin fingers brush the hair around the ears, twist the hard white edge of the mask, and gently cover half of the woman's face.

Extremely restrained and polite, through the blue mask, left the hot temperature of his lips.

"Sorry."

If, if he fell in love with her at first sight, would the result be different?

He did not dare to continue to think deeply. He held her for a long time, and then personally sent her to the door.

You Ming arranges her hair under her cap, takes a step back, maintains proper propriety, and laughs, "OK."The corners of her mouth moved, but she didn't say anything after all, so she got on the bus and left.

The car passed a whirling shadow of the trees until it was out of sight. The man withdrew his eyes. He looked at the lines in his palm, and the tears seemed to seep into the flesh and blood. It was cold and painful.

It seems to be getting silly.

He thought so.

On the way, the window was half down.

The cool wind suddenly blew in, and the hat on the owner's head was lifted away because of the strong wind, and hit the opposite window with a slap. The woman's five fingers differential, lazily plucked the hair in front of her forehead, and pulled open the mask that made her breathe hard.

Holding the steering wheel with one hand, she pulled out a stack of cards in her pocket.

Carelessly, the woman hooked her lips.

Kiss the cold card face.

What a lie.