Because she had just been transferred to the task force, Yang Ye didn't have much work at hand, and she was almost idle all day, so when the time came to get off work, she was the first to rush out of the office.

As she walked out of the building, she ran towards her car without squinting.

"Yang Ye!"

A lazy and sexy voice came, she subconsciously raised her head, and what came into her eyes was a vivid scene like a picture scroll, Qin Zhenghuang standing next to the car.

He was wearing a white shirt, a black suit, a three-dimensional handmade suit that outlined the man's lean and narrow waist, and the seams were like cropped trousers wrapping a proud long leg, standing casually next to the car, and the sharp aura lowered the air pressure around him.

She walked over, staring at the man's handsome face with stunned eyes, "Mr. Qin, are you here ......?"

"I'm here to pick you up from work. Before she could finish asking, Qin Zhenghuang took over the conversation, flowing smoothly and neatly.

Then, in Yang Ye's expression from stunned to surprised, he opened the co-pilot's door for her, "Madam, please get in the car." ”

Then help her fasten her seatbelt and close the door.

The whole process is completed together, closely connected, and there is no trace of unnaturalness.

Yang Yeru fell into a dream, and when the car sped away, she couldn't get back to her taste in the clouds.

Originally, when I first saw him, I thought he was coming to the agency to do business.

"Mr. Qin, what kind of trouble are you going to make?" Yang Ye's speech was a little unfavorable, even if Yang Ye's whimsical thinking was unrestrained, he couldn't catch up with Qin Zhenghuang's movements today.

From the side, the man's three-dimensional facial features are deep and exquisite, his temperament is handsome and elegant, and his gestures reveal a natural noble and arrogant spirit.

Qin Zhenghuang's scarlet and good-looking thin lips opened lightly, and his voice was low and seductive, "The first item in love, pick you up and drop you off and work." ”

After listening to what Xiao Yao said in the morning, he suddenly had an idea, and he didn't think that Yang Ye's whim was an incredible thing, but when he said that he would not let Xiao Yao take him back to the villa, he found an excuse.

In Xiao Yao's puzzled and probing eyes, there was an inexplicable sneaky pleasure, as if he was afraid of being caught by the teacher when he secretly handed a small note in class.

Oh my god！

Yang Ye slapped his forehead violently, he couldn't have imagined that he would really come out like this.

It seems that he still listened to what he said in the morning. However, where is there a little bit of love in this, why do you think it's a little weird.

When Yang Ye was thinking nonsense, he heard him say again, "Let's get out of the car and roll the road here, right?"

Then, the car squeaked to the side of the road.

Qin Zhenghuang got out of the car, opened the car door for Yang Ye, and stretched out his hand to pull her out.

Wow, it's not bad here, with grass, green trees, and fragrant flowers.

Along the way, Yang Ye only thought about it, and didn't pay attention to where the car was going, and now she stopped the car, and she saw the beautiful scenery here.

It can be seen that Qin Zhenghuang is deliberately doing this, but Yang Ye is still moved.

Qin Zhenghuang stepped forward, took her hand, and walked side by side with her.

On the boulevard, just like that, holding hands, whispering a few words from time to time, the two people are like a couple in love, like glue, inseparable.

Occasionally passing by a pair of lovers who kissed as if no one was around, Qin Zhenghuang touched the scene, reached out and dragged Yang Ye into his arms, leaned down and kissed lightly.

The scene is warm and beautiful.

However, Yang Ye felt that he was too step-by-step, as if acting.

Perhaps, it was because he wanted to fulfill the wish she said in the morning, or perhaps, he didn't know how to talk about this love, so it seemed a little stylized.

No matter what, Yang Ye has to accompany him and be perfect.

Yang Yejiao's beautiful lips hooked a shallow smile full of deep meaning, and her eyes were determined and calm.

The two of them walked and chatted, and unconsciously walked far away. chatting and chatting, seeing a forest in front of them, the two of them talked about the topic of first love.

"Yang Ye, what was your first love?" he opened his thin crimson lips and asked casually.

In his heart, he always felt that Yang Ye must be a person with a story and a veteran of the love scene.

So, for the person who possessed her girlish heart, there was suddenly a strong desire to explore.

At such a warm moment, Yang Ye didn't expect him to ask like this, turned his head to look at him, his long eyelashes, which were as thin as cicada wings, trembled twice, and chuckled, "This question...... Do you really want to know?"

After speaking, he hooked his beautiful lips and smiled, took him by the hand, and walked to the woods not far away.

Under a large poplar tree, Poplar Leaf stopped and looked up at the branches towering into the sky.

Ten years ago, the boy she remembered, they met under such a poplar tree.

Yang Ye's face was obsessed, and his holy and charming appearance was like a fairy who had fallen into the world.

Unexpectedly, this expression deeply stabbed Qin Zhenghuang's heart.

I took great pains to bring her to the road, but she was thinking nonsense!

"Are you still thinking about your first love?" a dangerous roar exploded in his ears.

Yang Ye was suddenly held by her hand and lifted it up fiercely, and her body came to him, and her eyes were warm and cold.

"You brought it up yourself. She shook her body, and her tone instantly became shallow and detached.

The emotions she was in a trance just now all fell into Qin Zhenghuang's eyes, and the sudden jealousy devoured his reason, "Aren't your memories beautiful?" His eyes were gloomy, his thin lips were pursed contemptuously, and his angry voice roared.

The sudden emotion, Qin Zhenghuang couldn't restrain it at all, the fire of jealousy kept rising in his heart, he reached out and pinched Yang Ye's chin fiercely, and looked at her with ruthless eyes.

This merry man can't even remember the bits and pieces of the past.

"Yes, it's beautiful. Yang Ye's beautiful autumn pupils were covered with shallow coolness, his tone was sullen, and his mood was depressed.

She didn't struggle, and there wasn't a trace of emotion on her face.

This state of affairs stimulated Qin Zhenghuang's anger even more urgently, he would rather a woman fight for a while, or tell a lie to deceive him.

But she is also so stubborn.

Qin Zhenghuang was born with a cold and introverted temperament, and being able to do everything just now for Yang Ye today is already considered the ultimate.

The more he thought about it, the more angry he became, and the anger burned in his chest, and he let her go, turned and strode back, refusing to look back at her.

Walked to the side of the car, opened the door, and under Yang Ye's frightened gaze, he started the car and walked away.

Leaving Yang Ye, he sat on the side of the road on the side of the road, wanting to cry without tears.

This is a suburb, it is difficult to get a taxi, Yang Ye saw that it was getting late, stood on the side of the road, raised his hand anxiously, and watched a car whizzing by.