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Bright yellow, a small one.

It landed softly on her palm.

Yan Ran was surprised, she said, "Is it for me?"

Fu Yi nodded vigorously, then looked at her expectantly.

The butterfly just stayed on the palm for a moment, and then flew away without nostalgia.

Fu Yi's appearance is even worse now than before, there are still a few grasses in his hair, his handsome face is gray, but his eyes are too bright.

Yan Ran glanced at him.

Fu Yi, who didn't get the compliment, was also upset.

Yan Ran was still the same, pale, dignified, and calm.

Fu Yi suddenly didn't want to look at her anymore, his courage seemed to be taken away bit by bit, leaving a shriveled skin, he curled his mouth in frustration, turned his head and wanted to run away.

But he was pulled back by the people behind him.

He heard a chuckle coming from his ear, very low and very sexy, and at some point, his ears turned red.

Like a magic trick, Yan Ran suddenly had a wild flower with small purple petals in his hand.

She put the flowers in Fu Yi's hands.

Then left.

Fu Ji looked at her back, put the wild flower under the tip of his nose, and sniffed it lightly.

It's obviously tasteless, but he just tasted the fragrance.
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Yue Ling is an adult, but his thoughts and thoughts are always naive.

For example, right now, he was angry with Yan Ran alone, and he was so angry that he hadn't sent Yan Ran a message for almost a month.

And Yan Ran never took the initiative to contact him.

He is uncomfortable, uncomfortable.

Yue Ling misses Yan Ran, but he doesn't want to appear too spineless, always like a pug, he himself finds it ugly.

But the longing is like a strand of vines, which has already unconsciously grabbed his heart and soul, and the boredom is stuffed into his chest. The more he controls himself not to think about it, the more that face is in his mind.

After holding back for a month, Yue Ling couldn't bear it any longer. He asked around where Yan Ran was.

Yan Ran and a few bosses were in the private room, and Yue Ling just rushed in.

Yan Ran is really conspicuous.

She was very white and young, wearing only a black shirt without any wrinkles, the sleeves were rolled up, revealing her pale and thin wrists.

Seeing Yue Ling coming, he just frowned a little.

The person next to him had sharp eyes, "Isn't this Young Master Yue?"

Yue Ling ignored him, and sat down next to Yan Ran quietly.

He called out, "Brother Yan."

Yan Ran's expression was normal, and he nodded, which was a response.

Yue Ling's arrival didn't cause much commotion, they were all discussing topics that Yue Ling didn't understand, and they didn't want to listen anyway, just staring at Yan Ran's profile was enough.

"Mr. Yan, on behalf of the Song family, I am very sincere in this cooperation, but you said you want eight points, and your appetite is too big."

The talks failed several times, and Yan Ran's attitude was also that kind of carelessness and insincerity, Song Zhuang almost couldn't maintain the smile on his face.

Yan Ran was playing with the wine glass, his face was white and flawless, and the corners of his eyes were raised, "Mr. Song, I don't think you have suffered a disadvantage. After all, many people have recommended themselves to me, but they only chose Song."

Song Zhuang's expression froze, he clenched his fists and did not speak again.

Yan Ran chatted with other people, but didn't give Yue Ling a look, which made Yue Ling's chest sore, and he drank alone.

After drinking too much, Yue Ling went to the bathroom.

He hid in the cubicle, scolding Yan Ran in a low voice, but his expression became more and more aggrieved.

When Yue Ling was sad alone, there was movement outside, the faucet was turned on, the sound of splashing water, and the sound of kicking the wall, as if venting some anger.

Afterwards, someone spoke first, "Mr. Song, this kind of thing is over, and you know who Yan Ran is."

The man didn't respond, and it took him a long time to hear him growl full of anger, "Damn it, why is Yan Ran so arrogant? Isn't it because reincarnation is better than me? Otherwise, it's a fart!"

"Songzhuang, calm down."

Yue Ling narrowed his eyes, his jaw tensed.

"With a face that is prettier than a woman's, I can't stand it for a long time. I really want to fuck her, and see how she looks like in the future!"

As soon as the words fell, the compartment door was kicked open from the inside, and a figure strode in against the light.

Both of them were startled at the same time, and they suddenly came back to their senses. Before they could see who it was, they were punched so hard that their eyes stared and they fell backwards.

Song Zhuang was beaten and lying on the ground, he was dumbfounded, but the other party didn't give him a chance to breathe.

Yue Ling's complexion was like that of an evil spirit who would choose someone to devour, and he had no intention of stopping at all. He punched him hard in the face, causing him to scream like a pig.

The other person came back to his senses, seeing Yue Ling's terrifying expression, his scalp was numb with fright, and he hurriedly tried to come out to stop him, but it didn't have any effect. Instead, he was punched firmly twice.

Yue Ling grabbed Song Zhuang with one hand, with such strength that his knuckles turned white.

He stared at Song Zhuang condescendingly, his eyes were bloodshot, and he showed a cannibalistic smile, "This mouth of yours really makes me want to tear it apart."

Song Zhuang's nose was bruised and his face was swollen from the beating. He was trembling and couldn't speak a word.

The movement here quickly alarmed the waiters outside, and everyone who came to the toilet was scared away. Yue Ling was like an enraged lion, punching to the flesh. The person called inside, otherwise the consequences would be really unimaginable.

When Yue Ling rolled his eyes red, there was a piercingly cold voice behind him.

"Yue Ling!"

Yue Ling's raised fist stopped, and he turned his head. There was still a ferocious fury between his brows and eyes, and that handsome face looked utterly terrifying.

However, he still stopped moving.

When Yan Ran came over, he saw the coldness on Yan Ran's face, and then he came back to his senses, flung away the person in his hand in a daze, stood up with a frightened face, lowered his head and dared not say.

Yan Ran's face was very cold, like a piece of ice that would never be warmed up, and soon someone called the ambulance, and Song Zhuang had already passed out, with more air intake and less breath, his face was covered with blood, It's not certain, if Yan Ran really came a little later, it would really kill someone.

Taking a deep breath, Yan Ran said a few words to the people behind him, and after a while, the people blocking the door of the toilet left one after another.

Only Yan Ran and Yue Ling were left in the bathroom.

Silence spread silently, and the coldness gradually heated up, squeezing the already thin air, making it suffocating.

Yue Ling hesitated, restless and at a loss.

Like a child who committed a crime outside, he clenched his fists, trying to pull the hem of her clothes, but he didn't dare.

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