The music stopped suddenly, the surroundings were quiet, there was no sound, Ouyang Lietian suddenly became frightened, could it be, could they ••••••

His eyes widened nervously, and the two men by the lake were gone.

His heart fell into the abyss at once, fear took over his whole body, he was a little tired of the feeling, lit a cigarette, took two puffs, but his eyes couldn't help but look around.

"Wind, a little faster, a little faster!" Mi Yiqing screamed excitedly.

He didn't dare to think about it, this shameless dog man and woman! Ouyang Lietian's lips trembled, and he grabbed his hair violently, the muscles in his body were tense, and his bones were about to break.

He really wanted to scold, but his pride would not allow him to be so rude and out of shape.

He was covered with a chill, the murderous aura in his eyes became more and more intense, his fists were clenched tightly, and his body trembled in the white moonlight.

He jumped out from behind the tree with a "rub", his teeth and claws, the expression on his face distorted, the silver moonlight shining on his distorted face, and the whole person looked like a ghost from hell.

"Wind, I'm flying, I'm flying!" Mi Yiqing's cheerful voice sounded crisply in the empty and bright moon sky again.

Ouyang Lietian stared at his reddened eyes and couldn't help but follow the voice.

The man named the wind was riding a bicycle, and Mi Yiqing excitedly held his shoulders and stood on the back seat of the car, sometimes spreading his arms, shouting to the sky, sometimes holding his shoulders, shouting and directing the direction of progress.

He let out a long breath, his breathing finally felt much easier, and the ghost's eyes gradually became kinder.

He stared at Mi Yiqing in the back seat, the little girl smiled like a ball of blooming flowers, her pink face shone brightly in the moonlight, her black eyes were full of joy and excitement, her two little hands waved excitedly in the air, her arms like snow lotus looked particularly dazzling in the moonlight, her white dress and long black hair fluttering in the wind, her delicate figure, and her slender waist were graceful in the moonlight at night.

Ouyang Lietian's eyes suddenly condensed on the little girl's body, she had never seen this girl so happy and happy, she was like a happy elf now, her laughter was like a warm spring breeze that brought joy and comfort. But such joy and happiness are because of another man, and it has nothing to do with him Ouyang Lietian.

His lips were tightly closed, his handsome face in the moonlight was cold, and there was only the shadow cast by the moonlight in his deep eyes, and his long figure looked so lonely and lonely.

The wind suddenly turned around, and his beautiful eyes looked at Mi Yiqing with a stupid smile, and let go of his hand, the man's big and broad hand tightly held Mi Yiqing's small hand.

Ouyang Lietian's hands were unconsciously clasped together, the anger in his eyes was blazing, his pupils had dilated to the limit, and he stared at the man.

"Feng Ziyi?" Ouyang Lietian's mouth opened wide in surprise.

In the bright moonlight, he was surprised to find that the man had a mixed-race face, how could this face be so familiar?

I heard that he has been in the UK, but recently returned to G City, and he has contacted him many times, hoping to reach a consensus with him on the future development of the company, but he was told by his secretary that the president is missing.

How could Mi Yiqing have anything to do with him?

Ouyang Lietian became more and more curious about this magical Feng Ziyi, the two had never met, but the image of that man had long taken root in his heart, and the kind of admiration between men for men was called appreciation, and the only person in this world who could match him Ouyang Lietian and be respected and appreciated by him Ouyang Lietian was this man named Feng Ziyi.

"No, Feng Ziyi has curly short slightly blonde hair, but the man in front of him is a black-haired shawl." Ouyang Lietian stared at the man, pondering in his heart.

But the angular face, the characteristic blue eyes, and the tall and heroic nose bridge are really exactly the same as Feng Ziyi, the president of the Uniasia Group.

The car flew quickly in the direction of Ouyang Lietian, Ouyang Lietian's heart suddenly rose to his throat, and he turned around suddenly.

"Ahh Mi Yiqing screamed in horror, closed her eyes nervously, and hugged Feng Gao's body tightly with both hands.

The wind froze, then showed a warm smile, turned his head, and held the handlebars tightly, but his feet sped up. The car passed by Ouyang Lietian's side like a sword full of bows with a whistling sound, and the wind suddenly found that there was a tall and toned man standing by the lake, he exuded a powerful aura all over his body, but before he had time to take a closer look, the car had already rushed forward.

Ouyang Lietian turned back in frustration, the car was getting farther and farther away, only to see the two overlapping figures disappearing into the vast moonlight.

His lips were tightly closed, his toned chest rose and fell, and the joints of his body creaked. He was a little annoyed to himself, why was he so flustered in the face of those two people, like a thief, obscene and timid.

Angrily, he picked up a stone and smashed it at the lotus flower that was blooming in the center of the lake.

With a "plop" sound, the beautiful blooming lotus flowers are torn apart, and the petals are like beautiful butterflies falling on the turquoise lake, carrying the white moonlight to wander leisurely in the water.

I don't know how long he stood by the lake, Ouyang Lietian already felt a chill, and he returned the same way along the stone road, but there was indescribable anger and coldness in his deep eyes.

Ouyang Lietian stood downstairs under Mi Yiqing, the room had been lit with a lamp, and it was refracted through the curtain to the outside, and there was a tall figure shaking inside.

Ouyang Lietian just stood quietly like that, the cigarette in his hand had already burned to his hand, and he didn't know it.

His eyebrows suddenly raised, frowning tightly, his brows twisted into a Sichuan character, and the cigarette butts under his feet had been piled up.

He suddenly pulled the car door and jumped into the car quickly, as if someone was chasing him behind him in a panic and hurry, the moment the car started, he still couldn't help it, and then turned around and took a deep look at the bright little window, his eyes were intertwined with complex, painful, hateful light, suddenly, slammed on the accelerator, and the car drove away.

In Mi Yiqing's kitchen, the wind is wearing an apron, and a piece of marinated beef in the frying pan is "sizzling" and bubbling

with aroma.

Feng looked at the beef intently, and when he saw that the meat had changed color, he quickly turned off the fire and filled the meat with a white bone china soup plate.

Mi Yiqing stood at the door of the kitchen, her eyes a little moist.

Feng turned his head and saw Mi Yiqing on the door frame, proudly raised the beef at her, with endless pampering in his eyes, forked a piece with a fork and put it to Mi Yiqing's mouth.

With tears in her eyes, Mi Yiqing opened her mouth and gently chewed the fragrant beef, her dark eyes looked at the wind gratefully and smiled.

When he and Qiao Doudou returned home from the hospital that day, Qiao Doudou looked at Mi Yiqing's injuries, and tears of sadness fell, but Mi Yiqing endured not a single tear in front of Qiao Doudou.

When Mi Yiqing was the only one left in the room, she finally couldn't help it, and threw herself on the bed and cried "wow". Tears of humiliation poured out like a flood that burst its banks.

"Dangdang" someone knocked on the door.

Mi Yiqing got up nervously, who is it? Could it be Ouyang Lietian? She actually had a trace of expectation in her heart, but the humiliation she suffered today was all because of him, and the anger suddenly covered her heart that had just softened.

She sat on the edge of the bed, didn't move, just let that guy knock it, he would leave by himself when he was tired of knocking, I really didn't want to see him again, I really didn't want to have anything to do with him anymore, this guy was like a pervert, he blamed himself for being too weak, and let him bully him, so that he would fall into such a humiliating embarrassing situation.

There was no sound outside the door, could he be gone?

Mi Yiqing's heart was suddenly a little disappointed, why did this guy just knock on these few clicks and leave? She slammed to the door, opening it quickly.

A large handful of pale yellow daisy flowers covered her eyes, and the bright daisies exuded an elegant fragrance, Mi Yiqing's heart suddenly became excited, she pushed away the flowers, and stayed there in shock.

Feng Zheng, who had disappeared for a few days, stood at the door of her room with a smile, smiling at him, his whole person was like a spring breeze, full of youth and joy, and his clothes and shoes were covered with damp soil.

"Wind ••••••" Mi Yiqing's heart suddenly became sour, since the wind left her that day, there was no news, she had been to the gate of the park where she met the wind, hoping to see him, especially on that typhoon and rainy night, she was really worried about him, but he really disappeared like the wind.

She grabbed his arm and smiled smirked.

Wind's eyes became nervous, his hand trembling as he stroked Mi Yiqing's swollen face, wiping the tears from her face, his blue eyes flashing with unease and pain.

Mi Yiqing dodged the wind's hand, took the daisy, put it under her nose, and gently sniffed the elegant aroma.

Feng stubbornly picked up Mi Yiqing's hand, and his hand was actually blue and purple.

Mi Yiqing withdrew her hand, but the wind took her into her arms, lifted her long hair scattered behind her head, his hand suddenly stopped stiffly, and Mi Yiqing's back was also beaten to bruise.

Feng didn't say anything, his shining blue eyes flashed with deep worry, and since that day, he has been by Mi Yiqing's side.

I don't know where he got the ointment, but after applying it for a day, the swelling on his face disappeared, and the marks of the beating on his body became lighter and lighter.

The wind always looked at her gently and smiled, played the harmonica for her, played the erhu for her, and made all kinds of pastries for her.

Those West Pastries are Mi Yiqing, who is familiar with cooking, not only has she never eaten it, but she has never seen it, she often shouts in surprise, and the wind just stands quietly on the side, watching her laugh, letting her jump, jump, shout, laugh.

The weather is good, the wind doesn't know where to ride a bicycle, carrying Mi Yiqing around, they fly kites in the wide suburbs, tired of playing, Mi Yiqing will lie on the soft grass, pick up a book, and read Zhu Ziqing's beautiful prose to the wind with emotion.

Three days passed happily like this, these three days were the happiest days in Mi Yiqing's life, although the wind couldn't speak, but he could accurately see his own expression, a look, and a clear look.

Mi Yiqing is very satisfied, she sometimes quietly stares at Feng's handsome face and body, and when Feng finds her, she will unconsciously blush.

The wind patted her hand gently, Mi Yiqing was stunned, and immediately came back to her senses, and another piece of fragrant beef was delivered to her mouth, Mi Yiqing's eyes flashed with tears, and she obediently opened her mouth.

The wind gently stroked Mi Yiqing's black hair, and the wheat-colored face was obviously worried, smiling warmly at her.

Mi Yiqing's heart warmed, hugged his body, put his face on his broad chest, and tears flowed down unconsciously.

"Feng, thank you for being with me these days, I'm really happy, so happy!"

The wind gently patted Mi Yiqing's shoulder, lifted her face, gently wiped away the tears from the corners of her eyes, her face suddenly turned cold, she pretended to be angry, pursed her sexy mouth, and poked Mi Yiqing's forehead with her fingers.

Mi Yiqing shyly hid her head, but chewed with relish in her mouth.

Seeing that Mi Yiqing was full, Feng put down the plate with satisfaction, took Mi Yiqing's hand, came to the bed, patted the bed with his hand, and Mi Yiqing lay on the bed obediently.

Feng's wheat-colored face showed a satisfied smile, gently covered Mi Yiqing with a quilt, picked up the erhu, stood up, stared at Mi Yiqing for a while, gently turned off the light, closed the door and walked out.

The footsteps outside the door became farther and farther away, Mi Yiqing suddenly lifted the quilt and rushed to the window, the back of the wind was even more long and handsome in the bright moonlight.

As if he noticed that someone was watching him from behind, the wind stopped, turned his head, smiled brightly at Mi Yiqing, waved his hand, and made a slap motion.

Mi Yiqing stuck out her tongue, grimaced, retracted her head, and closed the window.

The wind looked at the closed window, and the smile on his face grew stronger.

Suddenly, he seemed to remember something, the expression on his face suddenly became serious, he walked back and forth around Mi Yiqing's house a few times, strange, when he just came back, he obviously found a Ferrari red sports car parked downstairs, where did he go now?

The wind was a little uneasy, the license plate of the Ferrari sports car was a foreign license plate, and the owner of this top-of-the-line sports car could only be Ouyang Lietian, the president of the Empire State Building.

Mi Yiqing is Ouyang Lietian's secretary again, could it be that tonight, Ouyang Lietian came here to find Miss Mi?

"Ouyang Lietian", Feng's mouth repeated the name of this person, but those charming blue eyes were full of worry.