Chapter 113 (1/2)

Dark Matter Museum ye bu yu 30320K 2022-07-23

Well, in a short moment, the second child has treated the unknown short haired beauty as his wife. Is this guy really a rich second generation? What a shame to the rich second generation!

After running out of the hotel, the night was high. The street in front of the hotel is crowded with traffic. The flashing neon has been reflected on the silent beauty with short hair. They walk aimlessly in the street.

Finally, the second couldn't help it: ”beauty, where are we going?”

”Looking for elegance.” The girl said, ”my name is Cheng fangya.”

The second is a burst of secret joy. It turns out that our wife's name is Cheng foraoya. Her name is as nice as hers.

Cheng fangya took him to the river bank. At the edge of the river bank, he opened his arms and breathed hard as he walked: ”smell the taste of the river.”

The river swelled with waves, and the gentle sound of running water was far and near, as if it were a river that didn't know where to flow. The river just went down a few steps, just like escaping the noise of the city, leaving only peace.

For some reason, the second son calmed down. He felt that he liked this feeling and liked the girl more and more. First love, this cliff is the heart of first love.

The two of them kept walking for an hour and a half. During this period, I only said a few words, all of which were said by the second child. Cheng fangya didn't hum.

As time passed slowly, the river turned a corner in front of us and turned off. The girl suddenly shook. Somehow, she seemed to be afraid.

”My house is here.” Cheng fangya looked up and looked at the apartment across the river. In her black pupil, the ordinary apartment reflected was waving its teeth and claws, like a human eating monster.

”Ah, you're going back?” The second is not enough.

”Yes.” The girl nodded at him and walked quickly towards the apartment without saying goodbye.

The second son hurriedly chased up: ”looking for ya, you seem unhappy. Is there something on your mind. Say it, maybe I can help you. ”

Although this product is wonderful, as a child of a business family, it is very sensitive in many aspects. Since I have put Cheng fangya back in my heart as my future female ticket, I can't say. I must solve my troubles for my daughter-in-law.

Cheng fangya smiled bitterly for no reason: ”you can't help me. No one can help me. You'd better stay away from me, or I'll hurt you. ”

”Hurt me?” The second son laughed with a puff. He, the richest man in Chuncheng, and someone could hurt him!

Cheng fangya's smile is heartbreaking. The girl must have a story, and she was silently under some terrible pressure and fear.

The girl waved to him slightly and left. Looking at her thin back under the neon light, she walked with such hesitation and pain. The second felt more and more sad, so he took out the phone.

With his own manpower, the second son soon checked Cheng fangya. To his surprise, Cheng fangya is a simple girl. She has not been bullied in school, and there has been no major change in her family. Why was the desolation and pain that night so strong?

The second guy didn't find anything. Anyway, after reading Cheng fangya's information, this guy became even more fascinated with her. Everything about a girl is his ideal type. He simply stayed in the Yin City, bought a suite downstairs at Cheng fangya's house and stayed.

Early in the morning every day, Cheng Chaoya gets up together. He goes to ask for help and bring breakfast to the girl's family.

On the first day, the second appeared in front of the girl's house and startled her. He resolutely refused to accept his flowers and gifts. The second son also insisted on giving them to her with his deformed persistence.

Hearing this, night Nuo had no way to make complaints about it. The second child's understanding of feelings is terminally ill and really can't be rescued.

But persistence is still useful. Cheng foraoya doesn't know what she's afraid of. After her second son insisted for half an hour, she finally had no choice but to accept it. One day, two days, three days

Every day, the second child is like playing house with children. He pursues the way. He feels sick when he hears yenuo.