Even after Qiao Anchu was killed, he didn't even think that things had changed so much.

Did she show her stuff in just a few minutes?

Looking at the unintelligible private messages and comments, Qiao Anchu's spirit is about to collapse!

"It's not like that, it's not like that. Qiao Yimo is really a bit tired of being a bitch. You must believe me, and you must believe me."

Qiao Anchu muttered, and ten fingers typed the content on the keyboard.

But she didn't even send out these words, and her account was suddenly taken offline forcibly.

Qiao Anchu shook his hand, and the account was blocked immediately!

what's the situation?

Qiao Anchu's eyes widened, and he looked at the screen in disbelief.

The screen shows that the account has been reported too many and will be dealt with with a ban.

"Fuck!" she scolded viciously.

It turned out that it was Qiao Yimo's dogs who reported her!

"Qiao Yimo, you bitch, I hate you."

Qiao Anchu's eyes were red, and he spit out a word viciously. At the same time, the other side.

A black luxury car was parked at the entrance of a five-star hotel.

Qiao Yimo slowly opened his eyes, glanced at it, and chuckled softly, "What? Bring me here for dinner?"

Without a word, the man picked up the girl from the car.

Qiao Yimo put his hand on the man's shoulder naturally.

The ears were on the man's chest.

The sound of "plops" slowly reached my ears.

Somehow, she felt his heart beating so fast.

Very fast.

But the strong heartbeat made her feel very relieved.

"Momo, close your eyes first."

The man spoke softly, gentle and calm.

Qiao Yimo closed her eyes naturally and let the man hold her.

Immediately, there was a sound of door opening in my ears.

After a few seconds, she was put on a soft sofa.

After a few more seconds, there was a sound of footsteps in my ears, and the door was closed.

"tired."

She closed her eyes and shouted tentatively.

Unfortunately, there was a dead silence and no one answered.

Qiao Yimo slowly opened his eyes, there was no one in front of him, and the whole room was pitch black.

The atmosphere is strangely quiet.

"Leng Tired, are you here?"

She yelled again.

Unfortunately, no one answered yet.

Qiao Yimo fumbled all the way to find the light switch.

But at this moment, suddenly a light on the left broke into her phoenix eyes.

A black curtain was slowly opened.

On the left side of the huge room, there is a piano.

The man on the stage with a dusty and fairy-like temperament slowly stretched out his right hand, his fingers with distinct knuckles resting on the keys, like a dream against the warm yellow light.

The man plays a piece of French music.

Sony Ericsson for a lifetime.

It is a song that a man will perform only when he shows his love and loyalty to a woman.

There are three pieces of this piece, and he only played the middle piece.

Iloveyou

notonlyforwhatyouare,

butforwhatIamwhenIamwithyou.

Iloveyou,notonlyforwhat

youhavemadeofyourself,

butforwhatyouaremakingofme.

The man lowered his eyes, his face was gentle before, as if this song was written for him.

When the song fell, the lights in the room turned on instantly.

The huge room seems to be disguised as a paradise.

The floor, sofa and bed are full of gifts.

"Momo, look at the top."

The man's low voice came slowly.

Countless balloons floated on the ceiling of the room.

When the balloon was blown away, shiny objects slowly appeared in the air.

It's the stars.

Qiao Yimo's heart trembled slightly, and slowly stretched out his hand, the stars reflected in his hand.

That feeling is like catching the stars.

"Momo..." the man standing by the piano suddenly said, "I have something to say to you." JrNovels.com