e. Things.Song Feifei looked at Lu Hanting, who had just been bathed. He was tall and heroic, with the deep and mature demeanor of a business mogul, and his lofty sense of luxury was indescribably cha...Chapter 2479

he Bing sat on the bench at the bus stop, stretched out her cold hand and slowly touched her belly. Ye Ming, are you just like your mother, you can't hold on any longer.

look forward to every morning before today, and fear every dawn after today.

there is no Ye Ming world, no more mottled colors.

he Bing gently hooked the corners of her lips and then slowly raised her eyes.

in front of her, a bus roared past and she saw the tall, sturdy body across the street.

the slender feathers of butterfly cicadas suddenly tremble, and the clear pupils contract violently.

what did she see Is

a dream

the person she dreams of day and night is standing across the street from her.

he Bing stood up quickly, and the cold winter wind shook her broken flower skirt, causing a ripple.

time slows down, and as time flies by, her eyes are filled with the reflection of that person.

if it's a dream, she'd rather not wake up.

A big teardrop fell, and she hooked her lips in her own tears, crying and laughing like a fool.

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opposite, Ye Ming is waiting for the bus.

he was wearing a gray shirt and black trousers, tucked into his black boots, still tall and strong.

it's just that he hasn't shaved for a long time, his face is covered with dregs of beard, and his falcon brown eyes glance at the bus. Before he can wait for the bus, he purses his thin lips with deep displeasure.

at this moment, a delicate and beautiful figure burst into the afterglow of his eyes, and he raised his eyes.

across the street, the girl wears a long skirt, like a freshly blooming water lotus in a pond.

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he Bing.

knock, the parcel in his hand fell to the ground.

Gee.

the muscles under the gray shirt bulged like iron walls, and he stared closely at the shadow.

with almost one look, he rubbed her into his own blood.

the next second, he pulled out his leg and went to her.

the shrill horn sounded, the traffic in the street was forced to stop, and a driver slid out of the window, "Hey, you don't want to die!"

Ye Meng's side eyes glanced at the driver.

the driver got into the car as soon as his scalp went numb and shrank his neck. The man could not be annoyed.

"Oh, my God, look, that seems to be Chief Ye."

"really, really is Chief Ye!"

"Great, Chief Ye is back, Chief Ye is going home!"

all the cars stopped, and the busy streets were slowly quiet and everyone was watching.

there was a sharp sound of brakes. Zhu Chao stopped in an emergency. He rubbed his eyes. "who's that in front of you, scissors"

the scissors leaned over the window and looked, "Yes." Yes, sir! It's really the chief! "

Zhu Chao's tears came down at once, and he, who had always been gentle, scolded him with a rude word, "Damn it, I knew Ah Mian's fate was tough!"

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Ye Ming walked steadily across the road and stopped in front of he Bing.

he looked up and down at her first, his disgruntled lips slimmed down!

her palm-sized face was covered with tears, and he frowned his heroic eyebrows directly into the word "Chuan". "Don't cry, you're not dead, you're fine!"

he Bing didn't listen, but still burst into tears.rolled his throat when he thought of the reluctance of the woman humming under him. What he doesn't know now, he probably means to do it again.at this time, the passers-by on the street stopped to loo...