Chapter 943 drove the car to the door of her house, Xuan Ying's glassy ink eyes shrank suddenly, and he looked at Xia Ling in a daze.In the past three years, Xia Ling has been like a new student, a lilac dress pinching her soft and charming figure, her temperament is much softer, and the beauty of the peaceful years makes her whole person like water, wisps of fragrance, seductive.Xuan Ying had imagined countless reunions between the two in his mind, whether she was doing well or not, he would never dare to think that one day she would stand in front of him like this.She's doing well, well.Mu Yutang saw Xuanying staring at Xia Ling, her eyes didn't blink, she whispered, "Lingling, isn't this the silver-faced king, you know?"
”Xia Ling slowly stopped, a pair of beautiful eyes fell on Xuan Ying's handsome face, she hooked her red lips, "Well, an old friend...
Hello Silver Mask King, long time no see. ”Xuanying's heart began to ache faintly, and three years later, when he and her met again, she could already greet him, one of the strangers he knew best, so calmly and calmly, saying "hello".She put it down.Xuanying's throat was dry, and he rolled the bulging man's Adam's apple, "Miss Xia, hello." ”Xia Ling retracted her gaze, "Yutang, let's go in." ”"Okay."
Xia Ling and Mu Yutang went into the bathroom together.…… Five minutes later, Xia Ling and Mu Yutang came out, Mu Yutang took Xia Ling's little hand, "Lingling, look, the silver-faced king is not gone, and he is still there." ”Xia Ling looked sideways, Xuanying really didn't leave, he was standing in the corridor, one hand in his trouser pocket, a cigarette in his two fingers of one hand was smoking, and the green smoke blurred his handsome face.He didn't look as handsome as other men did with his structured back lazily against the wall, he just leaned against the wall, his tall back slightly arched.When they came out, he slowed down his smoking, but didn't lift his eyes.He stood there alone smoking, his tall and straight body plated in the darkness, and he looked a little cold and lonely for no reason.Xia Ling felt that he had been in the border pass for too long, and the border pass was bitterly cold, and there was always a sense of loneliness lingering in him.Xia Ling lightly withdrew her gaze and left with Mu Yutang.…… Dongfang Yu prepared a special plane to send the VIPs attending the wedding banquet away.Xuan Ying got on a plane and sat down in the last row, where he could just see Xia Ling in front of him.Xia Ling sat with Mu Yutang."
Hello, we're meeting again."
At this time, the young talent at the wedding banquet sat next to Xuanying."
Hello."
Xuanying said hello lightly.Seeing that Xuan Ying's gaze had been on Mu Yutang, the young talent laughed in a low voice, "Sir, are you looking for Angel?"
”angel？
Is this her English name?"
Sir, the one in the lilac dress is Angel, it seems that you are one of her admirers, to tell you the truth, I also love her, but our chances are very slim, because now many, many men are lining up to like Angel."
Xuan Ying looked sideways and looked at the young talent, "Angel?
”"Yes, sir, don't you know who Angel is?"
Xuanying shook his head.The young talent slapped his thigh, "Sir, are you kidding, Angel is now the leading fashion designer in the design industry, she debuted three years ago, and quickly became the darling of the design industry. ”"Angel became popular overnight and endured, but Angel herself is very low-key and mysterious, and few people have seen her true face.""
But everyone who has seen Angel's true face is some rich and powerful upper-class nobles, and most of them are fascinated by Angel and become one of Angel's many admirers."
Xuan Ying listened to these words, and was very shocked, in the past three years, she has become such a beautiful self.He knows that although she has a bumpy fate, she has a tough personality, a sunny heart, and a pure love and freedom all her life, and their daughter Mu Mu is like her.A ripple rippled in his hard heart, proud of her, and honored.Xuanying lightly hooked her lips, as if she was self-deprecating and melancholy, "It turns out that she has so many admirers..." ”The best man...
He's not.Xuanying asked herself, her past self, dark, inferior, distorted, slapped her, whipped her, and he didn't protect her when others tattooed her face, he showed her the ugliest side of himself to the fullest.She forgot the past, forgot him, and that's fine, that's the best.What face does he still have to haunt her now?
How else could he keep her?
Xuanying remembered his body again, and his side was already useless."
Huh."
He closed his eyes softly.…… The plane landed, and everyone got off the plane.Xuan Ying walked out of the airport hall, his glassy ink eyes accurately catching the pretty shadow.Xia Ling changed out of the lilac long skirt and wore a small fragrant coat with straight black pencil pants underneath, with a sense of youth and fashion.Mu Yutang said goodbye to her and left first, and Xia Ling stood alone on the side of the road.Xuanying held the car key in his hand and stepped forward, "It's not good to take a taxi here, where do you go, I'll send you." ”Xia Ling turned around, Xiao Xiangfeng's coat was a white T-shirt, a wide sunglasses hung on the neckline of the T-h, her beautiful eyes fell on his handsome face, and she hooked her red lips politely and distantly, "Silver Face King, thank you, but don't need it." ”With that, she lifted her feet and left.Xuanying stood there and looked at her, only to see a bunch of car keys in her little hand, and a red Bentley Mulsanne parked on the side of the road.That's her car?
Xia Ling pressed the car key, "ding", Mu Shang opened, she opened the driver's door and sat in.Putting the wide sunglasses on her palm-sized soft little face, she slowly slid down the window, letting the breeze blow her shoulder-length short hair, she stepped on the accelerator, and Mulsanne galloped on the road.She drove away.Xuanying looked at her, she had really changed a lot in the past three years, she could already drive by herself.Now Xia Ling has both the softness and charm of a woman, as well as the confidence and fashion of an urban woman, and the rich fragrance lingers on the nose, which is intoxicating.…… At night, Xuanying parked a jeep on the side of the road, and passers-by looked at the bombarded military license plate and retreated.The co-pilot's window slowly slid down, and Xuanying looked at the small Western-style house not far away.At this time, a series of vibrations rang out, and he called.It was Ah Zhou who called."
Hey, young master, I just checked, the owner of this small bungalow is Mr.
Leylan."--- babies, let's do it first.End of chapter