My Dangerous Billionaire Husband

Night Peach was quiet and let the running water slide down. She thought, although she had known him for only a year, this man was the one she truly loved. Now she is going to let go and look for her own sky...

She was saying goodbye to herself in the past.

She was saying goodbye to her beloved little peach.

Goodbye, Cold Ho.

I hope not.

……

Night Peach really left, disappeared from his world without a trace, Cold Ho had a terrible day, sometimes he didn't even know where he was and what he was doing.

Whenever the night arrived, he always dreamed. The dream was filled with her delicate little face. She lay on his back, cheating to drill him into his arms, shouting her husband, husband...

He woke up every night, and when he woke up, it was a big hole in his heart. He wanted to find something to miss her, but nothing, she left nothing.

She broke into his life so suddenly that she left in such a hurry.

Another six months have passed, and winter has come to summer, yet this summer, Cold Hoover has ushered in the second cold winter of his life.

Cold Iris has news that his only sister died on the island, leaving only one son born prematurely.

He rushed to Zhou Jia Mansion. In front of the tombstone of Cold Iris, he and Zhou Yao in a medical uniform engaged. The pain in his heart could not be resolved, and he was about to destroy the heavens and the earth.

At this time, he heard “wow” crying and Zhou Si Leng's little friend was taken out.

This is his sister's son, his own nephew.

He wanted to take Zhou Si Leng's little potty friend, but he just got Zhou Si Leng's little potty friend in his hand. Zhou Si Leng's little potty friend stared at his little arm and leg. Don't let him hug him. Zhou Si Leng's little potty friend looked at Zhou Yao with tears. He wanted his own father...

Eventually, the cold gorilla left alone with red eyes.

Chen stood outside and waited. Cold Hao walked out of Zhou's house and looked up at the staring sun. He felt his throat was sweet. He shouted, his mouth bled out.

“Young master!” Chen's face changed dramatically, "Master, what's wrong with you, let's go to the hospital...”

“No need.” Cold Ho shook his head, "help me prepare the plane. ”

“Young master, where are you going? ”

“France.”

Chen shocked and realized that the young master was going to find the young lady.

……

France.

Standing in one of France's most romantic cities, Provence, it's afternoon, and the sunset from the sky spills all over the earth, and the cool breeze slows down, and the whole lavender swings with the wind, giving off an intoxicating scent.

The scenery is beautiful, but in the eyes of the cold, the most beautiful scenery is the girl sitting on a foldable bench painting.

The girl wore a chiffon shirt with white lantern sleeves and a long soft yellow vest dress, which fell over her tiny ankle, leaving her skin greasy and moist.

Leng Hao did not come close, he stood far away from her, her once long hair turned into a lovely round head, revealing her swan-like neck.

She's as beautiful as the elves in the painting.

She was painting the scenery, and she became the only scenery in his eyes.

At this time, a big wind swept, and the drawing board in front of the girl suddenly fell to the ground, and the girl rose up to chase, shocked, and wanted to pull out her long leg to help her.

However, there was an extra handsome figure in his gaze, and the drawing board had been picked up by the palace.