Landing On My Heart

At that time, the needle pointed to 7:00, the last shit of the sky was rolled away, and the row of rows of rows were completely lit, even if they were filtered with the curtains, and Yan Ziyi felt glare.

She covered her eyes and turned to turn on.

Hand has not touched the key, just heard the person behind: "If it is you, how do you choose?"

Yan Siyi was stiff in half of the air, the light did not open, the living room was still dim.

Dong Yu stands in a place from her two meters away, faintly: "The last test of pilots in this life, and continue to stay in the family, how do you choose?"

After a long time in the room, even the air does not seem to flow.

The surrounding atmosphere is tight with her brain of her neck, can't think, the nerve suddenly jumps, and it seems to be blown up next second.

"I won't let her two choose one."

Suddenly, one hand was covered with the back of the hand, presided over the switch, bright lights on the entire living room.

He holds the hand of Yan Zi, and stands on the side of her, blocking Dongzhao's direct eyes.

"Auntie, you ask this problem. It is meaningless. This hypothesis is not established here."

Hearing his firm voice, Yan Si looked up, looked at him, itchy throat.

The outside is very windy. He just came back, and the clothes were also cold, but the palm is warm.

When Dong Wei was asked so much, Yan Sizhen suddenly taped, and he felt that he stood on the steel wire on the cliff, and it could fall.

His voice, like a powerful rope, pulling her on the shore.

Fu Mingfei suddenly broke Dongzhan and the subtle stalemate atmosphere.

He looked at his dining room, and the dishes on the table were almost agado.

"Auntie eat, do you want to sit down and have dinner?"

He is "invitation", like it is in the next customer.

Dong Yi didn't say more, and the heart was measured with her position and his answer was clear.

She feels very clearly to the dependence on Fu Mingfei.

The two stood opposite her, and the intermediate image had a barrier, indicating that they stood different positions.

In order, it is still not happy.

She sighed sigh, went to the table, and tried the temperature of the bowl of soup with her hand.

"It's still hot." She said, "The pigeon is very fresh, the medicinal materials inside are also carefully selected, can breathe the gods, drink hot."

At that moment, the moment of the door, Fu Ming turned and looked at Yan Si.

He lifted his hand and wanted to touch her cheek.

However, she hasn't hit her skin, she suddenly walked forward, and the couch was planted in the pillow.

"Sleeping me."

, "How did you come?"

"I am afraid that my baby is bullied." Fu Ming gave a kitchen to the kitchen on the table: "And do someone thinks me to eat with her?"

Yan Zizhen turned over the sofa, holding a pillow and turned it with him, turning against him, the corner of his mouth, standing up and ran into the kitchen.

Fu Mingfered put the vegetable field into the microwave oven, "How did aunt come today?"

"Give me some food." Yan Ziwei fingers the table outside, "I saw it, fresh pigeon soup."

The first food is hot, he is over, and asked: "Just send some food?"

Siwu "Oh" has a sound, "By the way, the communication with the heart."

Do you exchange this atmosphere?

If he knows that Dong Zai is coming, his heart is faint, and immediately rushed back, and he refers to a spleen of Yan Ziyi with a big quarrel at home.

Fu Ming turned, obliquely on the side of the cabinet, the microwow, just flattened with Yan Si.

His mouth has a shallow laugh, "" quarrel with my mother? "

"Uh huh." Yan Siwei turned to dinner, there was a good thing in the tone, "Are you not heard?"

Fu Ming, holding her neck, hooking her wrist: "What is it talking to my brother, what is the mother?"

His tone is relaxed, listening to a brother is still like a child.

However, Yan Sizhen has always been known, so long, Fu Ming has a vague guess for her family.

But she didn't say, he didn't ask.

Yan Siwei lowered his head, no opening.

The microwave "" has a sound, Fu Ming released her and reached out to open the microwave.

"It doesn't matter, don't want to say that you can eat, first eat."

When does not have an important thing, dinner has always taken only seven points.

Everything is easier to sleep, the brain is not clear.

However, Too Too for Dong Zai, as if I exhausted all her energy, the stomach was very empty, I didn't know that there was a bowl of rice.

The pigeon soup is on the side, I don't know when it is cold, and it is emitted with a smell.

Fu Ming sat opposite her, Shaped a bowl of winter melon soup.

Siwei just wants to reach out, but the other party is sent to his mouth.

"..."

Fu Ming, "Can you eat?"

Yan Siwei took back his hand and nodded.

"OK, I can't eat it."

Fu Ming smiled, drink a bite, the temperature of the soup is just, so he handed it to Yan Zi.

Yan Siwei called: "Don't eat it."

The opposite person looked up her, her eyes were half, "Do you want me to feed you?"

According to the common sense, Yan Si will turn over the white eyes: "I have no disability."

However, she recalls that when Zheng Yaman, Zheng Yam today, she lowered his head and touched the nails. "But I heard that there is a girl interacting with a boyfriend, nothing to wash the fruit, not to latte, even the mineral water bottle is not I screw it yourself. "

"That is someone else." Fu Ming took soup, nodded, "You are different, you are a woman who can open the bottle."

"..."

"I told you." At the table, Yan Sizhen mentioned the calf of Fu Fu, "I am now very red, you better to give me a good point, otherwise I will have six thousand hundred and eight microblogging fans. I die you. "

Not only that, the light has many media to interview her in the early morning.

Siwei didn't have that effort, not that time, rejected most, only agreed to several very formal mainstream media invitation. Otherwise, all should be, she is not looking for an economist.

Fu Ming smiled.

Yan Sizhen heard from his laughter.

"How do you mean?"

Fushang Tang looked at her, his brow lifted and got up and went to her.

Zhang mouth. "

Yan Sizhen made a PTSD for these two words. When he heard it, he could recall all kinds of this morning, not only did not don't do it, but he took the teeth.

Look at her appearance, Fu Ming, stirred the soup with a spoon, said unconstably: "Isn't it to feed you?"

"You also said in the morning -" The spoon was fed to Yan Si's mouth, her brain card had a shell, and the earlobe was slow.

"Well?" Fu Ming took the spoon and touched her lower lips. "What did I say in the morning?"

Yan Si won the bowl from his hand, and pushed him with his hands and feet. "I haven't been disabled."

When I was drinking soup, Fu Ming has been sitting next to her, leaning against the chair, looking down.

He touched his pants, there is a hard box.

I just wanted to take it out, I thought about it, I was calculated.

"You want to pick it up."

Yan Siyun put down the bowl, "said" nor did it have not pumped second-hand smoke. "

"Just one." Fu Ming took out the cigarette case, "didn't sleep, very sleepy."

...

"Don't sleep, don't close your eyes in bed,"

"What?"

"..."

Siwei took his hand in his hand, point his head, looked at him, "The grave lacks incense?"

This action not only didn't get deterrence to Fu Ming.

His mouth contained a smoke, the outline of the head, the eyebrow bone and the nose, and the shadow of the light, and there is a unreal feeling.

A untrustse feeling makes her move, staring at the same picture as movie.

Not much time, there is a white smoke next to it.

The soup in the bowl has been seen, and Yan Si is put down the lighter, and the spoon hits the ceramic bowl wall and makes a crisp.

"This soup, I am just drinking or first summer vacation."

"Ok?"

She suddenly did not mention this without brain, Fu Ming, pointed to the tip, and the soot shake a few.

"At that time, this store just opened, my mother came to school to pick me up, this is this."

This sentence is an opportunity that she is brewing a rectification time.

Just Fu Ming asked her home, she didn't speak, not willing to say, I don't know where to say.

Dong Yu is not someone else, is her mother, but also the wife of Fu Ming to the boss of the company, in love, he should know.

He is not the same as others.

If he can't even say, Yan Siwei doesn't know who can tell you.

So even if he didn't ask, Yan Siwei will find a chance to tell him.

It's just a scar in the past, and it will hurt.

Take a lot of courage.

"I was divorced with my dad that year, and later she seems very busy. I will see me one or two in a year. I will come back to the sacred sacred sacred sacred sacred sacred sacred sacred sacred sacred sacred sacred. From a restaurant. "

Yan Sizhen talked from the beginning of the story, the sound is not light, it seems to be storytelling.

When I said misunderstand, she laughed.

The high school is very boring, she has two sentences.

"High three airlines came to the flight, but don't recruit girls, do you know?"

Fu Ming nodded, "know."

This is not the special case of the World Airlines. At that time, almost all airlines were like this.

"Later, when I was three times, there were also airlines to come to school to tour enrollment." Also stayed with me, so I went back to the dormitory. "

Fu Mingqi looked up: "Leave a contact information?"

"Yes, very handsome, do you want to see?"

Siwei said, took out the phone and turned to him.

Fu Ming didn't look at the mobile phone. I saw her laughing very embarrassing, snorting, said: "You are still very wide."

"If I have a wide range of people, I will not fall to the field." Yan Siwei immediately put her mobile phone, remembered that thing, and brought a bit flavoring, "the result, I thought I got a pass VIP, the result is just a P, the people who have a relationship have been robbed, they don't know, and finally I know from others. "

The fingertips of the smoke have a large half, and the half finger is shaken.

He gently sighed his tone, the soot, the way, the way, smoke.

Under the warm and yellow lights, Fu Mingfei's eyes look dark.

Yan Siyi held his face, looking forward to him, suddenly a strange feeling.

If it is not squeezed off the quota at the time, she had already encountered Fu Ming to.

"If I encounter you at that time." What she thought, I asked directly, "Will you like me?"

Only a silk smoke is in the trash can, and he flies up between and Fu Ming, slowing down time.

"If you encounter you at that time." Fu Ming looked at her straight. "Then you are already Mrs. Fu."

Mrs. Fu.

, a small feeling slowly climbed to the hearts, crispling, like a cat and claw.

"Fu Lao" these three words still blame.

It is mainly to let people feel money, "rich lady".

Siwei fingers opened, covering half face, even the eyes did not look at him, the heart jumped, and quickly opened the topic: "My dad didn't buy commercial insurance, there were not many money left after death, and there were not many living expenses. I have to win my own work, others go out to travel, I am working. "

Fu Ming wrinkled frown.

He is hard to imagine how it is a man who is coming.

If you can really meet her later.

It will not make her a day.

At this time, Yan Si suddenly lifted his head, smirked: "But our university is the number of people in our class."

"..."

Fu Mingfei's thoughts came to an abrupt.

"There is no way, who told me to be beautiful." Yan Si Yan said the head of the head, giving Fu Ming to answer questions, "Cheng Tian has Taobao shop to find me a model, take a thousand, there is a store, please ask me to go Seaside shoot, two thousand five days, four years, my small treasury has hundreds of thousands. "

"..."

Fu Ming, who took the pity of his own flood, picked his eyebrows, "the sea?"

"Yup."

"What is wearing?"

"Is this important?" ,

"Is there a photo?"

.

She is really there.

And it may be very satisfied with her photos, and then put it on the homepage of the store. It is a big picture at a little, and she saves the original picture.

Anyway, it is so good, and there is nothing can't give him.

Yan Siyun opened the phone and found the photos from the cloud.

Although it was taken a few years ago, the aesthetic online when the photographer was present, and now it seems to be.

And the store is a online store, the positioning is a middle swimwear, but the sexy is not very vulgar, and the watermark is said to be art photo. No one does not believe.

Bihai blue sky, golden sandy beach, twenty-year-old girl in a fresh toned swimwear sitting on the rock, a legs are going down, and the feet is sand, white.

Fu Ming took the mobile phone of Yan Zi, looked at a few eyes, and the look was unknown.

"Don't see it?"

Yan Si was staring at him.

If you dare to say "Yes", you will die.

Fu Ming did not answer, turned off the phone, and the buckle was on the table.

"I said, will you wear it tonight?"

"No, roll!"

Fu Ming took her and stood up and walked toward her room.

"Really!" Yan Si was immediately standing up and reached out and stoping him. "I haven't got a long time!"

"No? It doesn't matter."

Fu Ming said in her ear, "I bought you next time, more than it."

He suddenly turned, and the sound said: "It is best to take it, exhale."

,

"..."

Fu Mingfei stalemate, and nodded, "Well, follow you."

He put on the coat and touched her ears. "After interviewing tomorrow afternoon, my parents want to go home to eat."

"Well, good - wait."

Yan Sizhen suddenly grabbed his arm, "Why should I ask me to eat?"

Fu Mingpei felt funny: "This should not be?"

I still see her again, Fu Ming gives her: "You don't have to have pressure, I don't force you, please eat because of yesterday."

Although Fu Ming said that there is no pressure, it really went to the home of the boyfriend to eat, and it was still tense than the first job interview.

In order to have a good condition, Yan Sizhen will take Fu Ming to go home, then take a film to make a mask to make a film ... After a meal, you sleep.

And Fu Ming gave a thinking family, walked into the elevator, suddenly thinking, giving a phone call.

Beans, sorry, I have to be wronged tomorrow.