Looking at the evening dusk, the sky was getting dark, and the dark clouds were covering the whole city, as if they were about to swallow everything that people saw in front of them, the surrounding air seemed to be a little cold, Liu Yi couldn't help but shiver, and then a strange idea suddenly flashed in his mind, only to see him gently raise the corners of his mouth and smile proudly.

As soon as he left here, Liu Yi immediately couldn't wait to ride to the way back to the villa, after a few days of deep thought, Liu Yi has completely figured out one thing, Wu Qingqing is the only girl he loves at this time, he can't be sorry for Wu Qingqing, no matter what, Wu Qingqing is his girlfriend, what Liu Yi needs to do is to always be by Wu Qingqing's side, even if it is to talk to her, it is enough to have a meal together, or that sentence, happiness is not how big the car is and how big the house is, The most important thing is to wake up every morning and see the people you love and the people who love you lying in front of you, this is happiness.

After a long wait, Liu Yi finally rode back to the villa, at this time the sky outside had begun to rain densely, a gust of autumn wind blew, and a chill hit the whole body.

"Damn, damn it, don't go too big!" Liu Yi parked the car, couldn't help but began to mumble and curse in his mouth, got out of the car, zuihou He also quickly took out a large bouquet of roses covered under him, and his face gradually began to be filled with a faint smile.

This is the bridge section that Liu Yi thought of on the way back, the man wants to smoke the woman to coax, under the long drizzle, he thinks that if he can ignore the torture of wind and rain in this drizzle, kneel down on one knee, and then hold a large bouquet of roses in his hand, zuihou only needs to shout her name under Wu Qingqing's windowsill, and then make a real confession to her, I believe Wu Qingqing will also be moved by it, more precisely, as long as it is a girl, she may be very fond of this kind of story. Even the common people are sometimes not necessarily much inferior to the extravagance of the rich.

Liu Yi can't give Wu Qingqing too many material needs, all he can do is try to give her as happiness as a civilian, not to mention that Liu Yi also knows that Wu Qingqing has not lacked these things since she was a child, and she doesn't necessarily like material things when she gives them.

The autumn wind outside combined with the sporadic light rain falling in the sky was still a little cold, in front of the front yard of the villa, Liu Yi knelt down on one knee under Wu Qingqing's window with a rose in his hand, and a trace of drizzle fell on his face, at this time his mood was indeed excited enough, after all, it was the first time to do this kind of thing to a girl.

Although Liu Yi's psychological quality is excellent, what is her first reaction when she is about to face her favorite girl after a while? Will she be surprised, will she cry because of this and then run out to meet her in the rain, kissing and hugging? All of this is full of curiosity for Liu Yi at this time, and he even thought of Wu Qingqing standing in front of the windowsill looking at his appearance, happy smile, and tears of emotion slowly appeared on her face at any time, for this moment, Liu Yi was full of expectations and fantasies......

The continuous drizzle was getting heavier and heavier at this time, and a drop of raindrops hit Liu Yi's face, he couldn't open his eyes quickly, and his hair and clothes were almost all soaked at this time, and the roses in his hands were almost beaten by the rain, so Liu Yi quickly took a deep breath, wiped the rain on his face, Zuihou adjusted the excited emotions in his heart, and shouted loudly under Wu Qingqing's windowsill: "Wu Qingqing, I am Liu Yi, I love you...... Wu Qingqing, I'm Liu Yi, I love you......"

The rain became heavier and heavier, and there was no movement near the villa except for Liu Yi's voice.

In the villa, Wu Qingqing was quietly leaning on the side of the bed at this time, the whole person looked a little lost and depressed, looking listless, and the voice downstairs made her feel a little ridiculous and made her feel a little sad.

Once she was still naïve, Liu Yi would be good to her and marry her, but when she saw those photos next to the table in front of her tonight, all she had left was to smile, she smiled so happily and brightly......

"Sister Qingqing...... Are you really planning to break up with Brother Sharp? Have you figured it out? Actually, I think Brother Sharp is a little, and the rest is really not picky! Murong Xiaoke sat on the edge of Wu Qingqing's bed a little helplessly, took her hand, pouted, looked at a pile of photos placed next to Wu Qingqing's bed, and said, "Maybe, maybe this is just someone else deliberately framed him?" This is something you can figure out with your toes.,From the perspective of the shooting, the person in the photo is indeed a bit similar to Brother Sharp.,But now PSjishu is so developed.,It's completely possible to fake it.,And someone else will send you a bunch of ambiguous photos of Brother Sharp and other women for no reason? Obviously, he is deliberately trying to sow discord between the two of you, I don't think you Qingqing don't understand this truth, right? ”

"Hehe, I naively thought that he would give up on that woman and stop having dealings with her, but I was wrong......" Wu Qingqing looked at one of the photos on the table almost desperately and smiled, but the corners of her eyes were tears streaming down her sideburns......

This photo is a photo on the sofa, on the sofa, Liu Yi is lying on the body of a woman, staring at the woman with an affectionate face, although Wu Qingqing doesn't believe what she sees in front of her, but the facts are in front of her, how can she believe it or not, she looked out of the window with demented eyes, and the shouts downstairs were not stopped, but this Wu Qingqing's heart was broken, and it was completely broken, it was not that she was sad just because of this photo, because she hated that others lied to her, and it was the person she cared about the most who lied to her.

Liu Yi's voice downstairs was not stopped, but Wu Qingqing's tears upstairs were also continuous, and slowly Wu Qingqing sat up from the bed weakly, like a soulless corpse, taking mechanical steps, and came to the window to look down.

At this time, Liu Yi was like a chicken in the soup, his whole body was soaked by the rain, but the roses in his hands were tightly wrapped by the clothes he took off.

At this moment, Wu Qingqing smiled, and Liu Yi also smiled.