Lin Shiyu looked back, it was Fu Qinglun.

Fu Qinglun wore a white shirt and black trousers, with a distinguished and noble son's atmosphere, at this time he put his hands in his trouser pockets, looking at her handsome and arrogant.

Lin Shiyu didn't speak, she turned her little head back and looked up at the hawthorn tree in front of her.

Fu Qinglun's handsome cheeks quickly turned cloudy, and she dared to ignore him!

In fact, she had ignored him for a long time.

Since the last time he and Lu Qi'er had happened, she has been ignoring him, not talking to him, or even looking at him these days.

She was cold to him.

Fu Qinglun pulled out his long legs and stepped forward, and came to Lin Shiyu's side, he also looked at the hawthorn tree in front of him, with a strong sense of vinegar, is the hawthorn tree as good as him?

"Want to eat hawthorn? I'll pick it for you, but... Ask me. Fu Qinglun looked at Lin Shiyu with a lofty posture.

He could pluck hawthorn for her, but she had to talk to him.

Lin Shiyu was expressionless, and in the next second, she turned around and left directly.

The evening breeze swept the hem of her skirt, which swept through the air in a cold and rippling arc, and she was like a fairy who did not eat the fireworks of the world, which made people unbearable to blaspheme.

Fu Qinglun wanted to kick something angrily.

He's putting a hot face on a cold ass!

He froze alone, and wanted to leave, but he remembered the scene just now, she stood under the hawthorn tree, her little head raised high, and she looked salivating and wanted to eat, and he pulled out his long legs and walked towards the hawthorn tree.

Although he was of noble birth and received an aristocratic education since he was a child, it was not difficult for him to climb trees.

He climbed the tree nimbly, and the red hawthorn was exposed to his eyes.

He stretched out his big white and clean palm and picked the largest and reddest hawthorn fruit.

Suddenly, a sharp branch cut through his white palm, pulling out a long blood mark.

He's hurt.

But he paid no attention to the wound, and carefully put the hawthorn fruit in the corner of his white shirt, and he picked a few more.

Such a sour thing, I really don't know why she loves to eat it?

……

Lin Shiyu returned to the party, and at this time Tang Mo'er ran over, "Shiyu." ”

Lin Shiyu's eyes lit up, and she quickly took Tang Mo'er's soft little hand, "Mo'er, where have you been these days, I'm worried about you." ”

"That's a long story. ”

The two girlfriends were chatting, and then there was a commotion in their ears, "Look, oh my God, Jing Hitomi is here!"

"It's really Jing Hitomi, so handsome, so handsome, catch me, I'm going to faint!"...

The screams of many sounded, Lin Shiyu and Tang Mo'er raised their eyes at the same time, only to see that there was a big commotion ahead, and all the security guards of Jinhua Palace were dispatched, blocking the crazy fans who poured outside, and then a luxury nanny car slowly drove into everyone's field of vision.

Tang Mo'er opened her mouth and said, "With such a big pomp, is this the legendary Little Heavenly King Jing Hitomi?"

"I heard that he gave birth to a pair of wonderful hands, he will play the piano since he was a child, but all girls who have heard him play the piano will have pregnant ears, not only that, but he is full of love all over the world, and he began to play music when he was in middle school, and at the age of 18, he became the Grammy and was named the little king of Asia. ”

"I still remember that when Lu Qier was banned as a small song with a song "Legend", it was rumored that Jing Tong and Lu Qier were a couple, but the next day Lu Qier's Weibo was attacked, and everyone was scolding Lu Qier for touching the porcelain well pupil. ”