Chapter 131

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Yang Zimei came out of the car and stood in front of him, looking up at him slightly.

When his eyes and her one contact, the condensation immediately melt, such as snow meets the sun.

"Sister, give it to me. I'm going up." Yang Zimei slightly dodged his dark eyes as deep as the abyss, reached out to take Yang Zixi and let her still sleeping head lie on his shoulder.

"Wait --"

the Dragon stopped her day by day, bent over into the car, took out a brand-new box from inside, and handed it to her, "here it is

It was a box with a Nokia mobile phone. I looked up at him in surprise.

"It's for you. It's easy to contact." The light way of the dragon.

"I can buy it myself, and I have money." Yang Zimei shook his head.

"You bought yours, I gave it to me." Long Zhutian language gas stubborn way, "don't see outside."

What do you mean don't be out of sight?

Are you familiar with him?

Yang Zimei rolled her eyes slightly.

"Accept." Dragon day by day to see her still refused to reach out to accept, the black pupil eyes slightly changed, seems to be a bit injured.

Seeing him like this, Yang Zimei's heart seemed to be scratched together by the glass. She took out a little, and then stretched out her hand to take over the box.

Seeing her accept it, long's cool and handsome face suddenly looks like spring flowers blooming. The whole thing eases up. The corners of his lips are raised and his white teeth are slightly exposed. His arc-long eyes are bent into a new moon, and his pupils are shining with joy. Yang Zimei can clearly see that there are two dimples on both sides of his lips.

Yang Zimei looked a bit trance, as if in a daze.

She had already passed the years of infatuation, but at this time she was still like a narcissist, staring at his face like Epiphyllum blooming layer upon layer of smiling face, and deeply engraved in the mind, heart.

However, his smile did not last for long, but recovered quickly in a few seconds, as if it was a luxury for him.

Of course, he doesn't smile, he is also handsome, and has a different kind of coldness. This kind of coldness is not like some young people who pursue personality deliberately pretending to be cool, but comes from the essence, just like an ancient sword.

Although she could not see his background identity with the eye of heaven, she also vaguely guessed that he was unusual from his facial features. Moreover, his face was the face of a tyrant who was in charge of the world, but suffered many setbacks and died.

Thinking that he would continue to experience all kinds of tribulations, Yang Zimei's heart seemed to be slightly pulled by a thin thread.

"I'm leaving. Call me. I won't sleep with you tonight." The Dragon looked at her day by day.

On hearing this, Yang Zimei, who had just been affectionate to him, couldn't help but turn his eyes.

What sleep with me?

That's your nest, OK?

"Come on, I'm going up." Yang Zimei slightly glared at him and turned around with his sister.

The Dragon watched her go upstairs day by day, and then he got into the car and left with dust.

Listening to the voice of the car going far outside, Yang Zimei's heart gave birth to a touch of loss without any reason.

Back home, grandma saw her holding Zixi back and asked, "how did Zixi fall asleep? This child is also really, play to such a point, all ten years old, but also sister embrace. Girl, are you tired? "

"Grandma, I'm ok. Zixi is too tired. I'll let her sleep for a while. I'll put her into the room first." Yang Zimei said with a light smile.

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