[The full text is over, the next chapter will be "Favorites", click the column to send it] - The first time Heyue saw Qiu Qing'an was in the hospital. The person who pushed out was covered with a white cloth from head to toe. When I saw him again, it was at a corner convenience store. The boy was wearing a whitewashed T-shirt. He lowered his head to give change to the customer opposite. His profile was clear and gentle. *Qiu Qingan asked She, why did she treat him so well? She cared for him in every possible way. She waited downstairs in the middle of the night to deliver an umbrella for him on a rainy day. Heyue, who had a relapse of stomach disease, made three meals a day for him with her own hands. Even Qiu Qingan later The love was out of control, and she just accepted and accepted without saying a word. One day, there was an answer to this extraordinary indulgence without a bottom line. The two broke up, and the quarrel was ruthless and embarrassing. , and He Yue went away. But a few years later, everything was turned upside down. There was a sudden change in He Yue's family, her father aged countless overnight, and she was forced to return to the country. In a suit, with restrained and beautiful eyebrows and eyes, with a careless and cold expression. In the ambiguous and dim light and shadow, Heyue was pressed on the corner of the sofa by him, holding his chin to play with, the temperature of his fingertips was cool and hot. Qiu Qingan raised the corners of his mouth lightly, With mockery in his eyes, his voice is deep and contemptuous. Heyue. You beg me, I will help you. Extreme attachment x Infinite indulgence of dog blood, small freshness, giant pet and sweet text^^ Early campus is not a sibling --------- ---------- Pre-received article "Favorites" ask for a favorite~ Copywriting: The film crew was filming in a high-end mid-level villa in Hong Kong, Zhong Xing took a break midway, lost his way on the way back, and knocked on a door by mistake. The youngest in the film industry The legendary Cheng Ruge stood inside, his eyes were red, and a stunning face looked at her lightly. Zhong Xing was bewitched, and was dragged in without paying attention. She watched his movies when she was thirteen, and watched them when she was sixteen. He won the best movie star, and at the age of twenty, he saw him become a god in the film industry. Now, his lips are printed on her neck. Afterwards, Zhong Xing ran away. Seeing him again, the man warmed a cup of tea, sat By the window, lightly raise your eyes, peaceful and distant. Can you drink a cup of tea with me and chat. What are you talking about? Let’s talk about the chaos that day. Click the author’s column in the upper right corner to send it~ Weibo: Jiang Xiaolu