Midsummer evening breeze is better than mixing fans to cool the equipment, the pavement is scattered, and the cells in the body are clamoring for comfort.

Meng Qingzhuo didn’t drive in this weather. He remembered that Gao Shenran especially liked to walk hand in hand in the street against the wind.

Until this moment, he still remembers her cool figure walking down the street with her short hair in her pocket blown away by the breeze.

It seems that he can’t remember her facial features clearly, but her expression at that time was as perfect as that carved with a meticulous knife, and her side face expression seemed to firmly engrave every nerve of her body.

Yu Chen’s words are called in at this time.

Midsummer evening breeze is better than mixing fans to cool the equipment, the pavement is scattered, and the cells in the body are clamoring for comfort.

Ah Long Yu Chen broke his teeth one by one and said, What should you do if Gao Shenran comes back and becomes something you don’t know?

Meng Qingzhong suddenly wanted to talk about it. Who likes to listen to it?

Endure and endure finally didn’t resist the phone cut off and threw it into the pocket.

Yuchen

Unwilling to dial back again, it took a long time to get through to Meng Qinglong.

Don’t tell me that Gao Shen Ran is back. Yu Chen held his nose and said that he was waiting for Meng Qinglong to break into a furious rage or what he was doing. It would be nice if he held his breath.

Who knows that the evening breeze blows like a goose crossing the mark? Meng Qingzhuo left nothing quiet, and the two ends showed long white.

D City Satellite TV, he participated in a singing program. I didn’t know that he could sing, but it seemed that the response was good. He lived and he became a woman.

Yu Chen depressed crustily skin of head will tell Meng Qinglong everything you know.

Meng Qingzhuo’s beautiful eyebrows and eyes reveal a touch of spring. He’s back. He’s finally willing to come back

After three years, the cruel girl is finally willing to come back

Meng Qing Zhuo Yuchen’s strong expectations and thoughts silently cut off the words.

Yuchen

It’s so grumpy. It’s so crazy and growling.

Hang up Yu Chen’s words Meng Qingzhuo seems to have no abnormality. Moving on is to speed up the pace faster and faster, as vigorous as the wind. In the end, it is almost the fastest speed in my life to run to the side of the road and reach for a taxi.

It’s been three years since Meng Qingzhuo closed his eyes and closed his eyes with the driver. He and Gao Shenran haven’t seen each other for three years. It turns out that they are both tougher people than they thought.

Love is strong and unbearable. In the past three years, there has been no phone call and no email. Are we finally going to meet?

Meng Qinglong’s place is not far from the TV station, and the traffic is late. Usually, after about twenty minutes, the taxi stops firmly outside the TV station.

Meng Qinglong lost a 100dollar bill, and the driver’s little brother didn’t look back. It was like walking into a human environment, looking at the armed police on both sides, and the security team behind them was on the rampage

In this way, a group of security guards surrounded Meng Qinglong and found the TV station that Yuchen said.

It’s nearly midnight, except for a few logistics staff who stay on duty, including the logistics office, where can we see it? It’s even more impossible to see half of Gao Shenran.

Meng Qingzhuo’s calm face surprised him, but he always had to find a way. He asked the staff, I need Gao Shenran’s address and information for the concert.

Needless to say, there is no Gao Shenran, but she has followed the rules. She has no limit to spreading singer information at will.

Although the man in front of him is the kind who can brush his face, he is handsome and intimidating. He doesn’t look like an ordinary person at first glance, let alone a TV worker for several years. She knows the famous Meng family in D city, who is alone at home.

I’m sorry that there is no singer named Gao Shenran in the list of General Manager Meng.

Three years ago, there were ups and downs for a while. Meng Qingzhuo loved a man because that person would betray the world and must be with that person.

However, all the adults who were already aware or vague about this matter always have an image.

Meng Qinglong dyed cold eyebrows and smoked Do you need me to call you Wu Tai?

Warpvoiced tail with shape oppression scattered air conditioning office workers a cold sweat on the forehead.

No, but manager Meng really doesn’t have a singer named Gao Shenran. I don’t know which one you mean.

Meng Qinglong raised his hand with nonsense Give me the list of participants in the Ministry

How dare that worker talk nonsense? Three years ago, she was lucky enough to see the gentle appearance in newspapers and videos. She was hardly alone.

She dare not provoke him at this time.

Meng Qinglong got the information as he wished and quickly opened the information one by one until the last Lin Ran.

Two simple Chinese characters piece together a simple name. He is like a thin feather scratching his heart again and again. He has long curly eyelashes.

He has a good memory, not a photographic memory, but he has almost read the information carefully, and his registration number, home address are integrated into his flesh and blood.

He turned and left, just like when he came. The security guards were supposed to follow him.

It’s impossible not to know Meng Qingzhuo’s face.

Out of the TV station, Meng Qinglong took out his mobile phone, but the socalled nostalgia was eleven digits. He pressed it again and again and never dialed it out.

He stretched out his hand and stopped the car. She left her address. She didn’t go home when the hotel came back. Did she stay in the hotel to be ready to leave at any time?

Meng Qingzhuo held his breath until he saw Gao Shenran and she gave him a definite answer and never left.

Eleven simple numbers halfway to the garage were finally dialed out by Meng Qinglong.

His words haven’t changed in these years. Call Qujing and ask Qujing if he has a good memory and tell her that he is an old friend.

Get through to find Gao Shen Ran, and she just showed her face. This man is impatient and will come over.

I’m Qujing. Who’s calling?

Meng qingluo

A name starts several amazing waves.

Qujing asked and smiled, Oh, I’m looking for Xiao Ran. Wait for me to inform her.

At that time, Meng Xiayi was sitting in Qujing and asked the clever boy beside him. Before Qujing asked him, he was already screaming Mom, you talk.

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