Chapter 2125: 2177 I Am A Woman Who Can Resuscitate Your Heartbeat 4 (1/2)
Chapter 2125 2177 I am the woman who can revive your heartbeat 4
She stared at him, the handsome face and the clothes on his body made him extraordinarily elegant.
”I do want to ask you for something. I heard that you open the bookstore that is not closed 24 hours a day. I want to find a few isolated books. I don’t know if there are any bookstores. I went to major bookstores. There are no online bookstores.”
Lonely Shan glanced at her faintly: ”You go to the bookstore and ask, I don't want to ask about the specific operation of the bookstore.”
”Shan, can you accompany me?” Ji Shuyun said depressed: ”On the way to your house, I found that the brakes of the car had some failures. I was frightened when driving along the way. Now I really dare not drive this car again. The broken down car ran around.”
”Sorry, my girlfriend is waiting for me to go home to cook, I'm afraid I can't send you off, I'll call a taxi for you.”
A touch of loss flashed across Ji Shuyun's eyes: ”Miss Nan is really happy.”
Lonely Shan put his hands in his pockets leisurely: ”She met me, luck is indeed very good, Miss Ji is so beautiful, I am afraid there is no lack of men who spoil you in the palm of your hand.”
”I don't have a boyfriend,” Ji Shuyun looked at Lonely Shan affectionately, ”Although there are many people chasing me, but in my heart, there is a man who is beyond sight.”
”Since it's impossible to expect, it means that the relationship is shallow and there is no grass in the end of the world. Miss Ji might as well let go of obsession.”
With her unpredictable attitude, Lonely Shan smiled politely at her alienation: ”I'll call a taxi for you.”
”Shan, I have dreamed again recently. Those fragments of dreams have recently come up with some clues. You may think it is a bit absurd when you speak. I dreamt that you are a man who has lived for hundreds of years. The history of Canghai Yamada has changed, but you have always lived alone in this world, because you have to wait for a woman, and that woman seems to be me...”