Iman hugged Cheng Xian's neck tightly, smirked vigorously, Cheng Xian frowned, and said that he was not a brain-dead, and he really didn't see how smart you were.

Xiao Mo saw the appearance of this pair of enemies from a distance, and couldn't help laughing. The omnipotent Mr. Cheng has been planted in the hands of Iman all his life.

Also, although Iman has no strengths, he has a pure heart, which Chengxian does not have, and it is also what Chengxian desperately wants to keep and get.

Fame, fortune and wealth can be exchanged for a comfortable life, but they can never be exchanged for spiritual touch.

When you are poor, you desperately want to pursue those rich things, and when you really have wealth, you hope to find your original pure self.

Cheng Xian has countless wealth, but at this moment, he desperately wants to keep the touch and warmth in his heart.

When he got to the car, Iman still didn't let go of his hand, so he grabbed Cheng Xian's neck so tightly, Xiao Mo quipped: "Mr. Cheng, don't you see that Man Man is becoming more and more inseparable from you?" ”

Cheng Xian glanced at Iman angrily, and then at Xiao Mo, "Drive your car well, and I won't give you a salary increase if you talk so much nonsense." ”

Xiao Mo immediately shut up, it is still more realistic about the salary, Mr. Qucheng is a self-inflicted matter, who makes the family his boss.

In this way, Iman hugged Chengxian's neck and sat in the car all the way, Iman was not uncomfortable, but Chengxian was sweating uncomfortably.

When he finally got home, Mr. Cheng let out a long sigh of relief and threw Iman on the bed.

Iman suddenly felt that the contents of his hand were missing, stretched out his arm and scratched it in the air a few times, and then fell silent.

Cheng Xian really wanted to give her a few slaps and teach her a lesson, but he saw that Iman was sleeping so soundly, so he still held back.

Fortunately, this dead girl didn't have any feelings for that damn Yan Guangchen, he felt that everything was forgivable.

Helped Iman tuck the corners of the quilt, and his hand unconsciously touched Iman's face, so hot.

But in his mind, Yan Guangchen stroked Iman's face over and over again, lingering. His hands clenched unconsciously, and an inexplicable fire erupted in his heart.

Kissed Iman on the lips and kissed him fiercely, which calmed his anger and unwillingness.

Iman, who knew nothing, slept like a dead pig.

This stupid girl who doesn't fight for it!

Walking downstairs softly, Sister Lin was still in the living room, and when she saw that Cheng Xian had come down, she hurriedly got up and smiled: "I'll go and help Mr. hot dishes." ”

Cheng Xian waved her hand and let her go down, the dishes on the table seemed to be steaming, it seemed that Sister Lin didn't know how many times it was hot. His daily life has always been taken care of by Sister Lin, but he is also used to Sister Lin's thoughtfulness.

Pick up the treasured liquor in the cabinet and take a sip. Spicy, not bad.

Iman has been running around these days, and he really hasn't relaxed well. After seeing Yan Guangchen today, he suddenly felt a sense of loss and sentimentality rising in the depths of his heart.

Three years ago, he returned from abroad and passed by the traffic lights at the intersection with mixed feelings. After so many years, he finally came back, and I don't know if the little girl ten years ago still remembers him.

Her innocent eyes made him think about it for a whole decade, in a foreign country, and it was difficult to sleep every time he thought of her.

When she says goodbye, will she still call him brother as sweetly as she did back then? Now that she's grown taller, she's definitely not going to ask her dad for toys anymore.

If she could see her again, Cheng Xian would definitely be able to recognize her at a glance.

Perhaps it was destined in the dark, and at this moment a girl in a white coat flashed into his eyes.

The girl ran forward crying, and the wind blew her black hair into a mess. The boy chasing him behind him looked anxious, as if he was desperately trying to explain something.

There was no car moving at the red light, only her and him pestering and crying. How sad would it be to cry so hysterically?

Cheng Xian couldn't hear what they were arguing about, and he could still feel the girl's heartache from so far away. He felt as if he had been pricked in the heart, and it hurt.

Cheng Xian recognized Iman, and after ten years, Cheng Xian was finally able to see her again. Of course, Cheng Xian also recognized Qingyang behind Iman.

When he found Iman ten years ago, Iman was playing with Qingyang. Cheng Xian bought her favorite doll for Iman, but Iman threw it in the trash without even looking at it.

also said to him: "Brother, don't come to me to play in the future, Qingyang will be unhappy." ”

Along with the memory of Iman, this sentence was also deeply imprinted in Chengxian's mind.

For the young Iman, Qingyang is everything to her, everyone knows it, even Chengxian, who has not had much contact with Iman.

Because she was afraid that Qingyang would be unhappy, she could refuse everyone.

This seems to be a thorn in Chengxian's heart, thinking that with the passage of time, he can forget those bad memories. Witnessing these two people at this moment, he realized that all the evasions were useless, and they were all deceiving themselves.

At this moment, Cheng Xian once again felt the feeling of ten years ago, and it was very uncomfortable.

He didn't know how he started the engine, and the car drove forward. By the time he came to his senses, it was too late.

His car had already crashed straight into Iman, and the frightened Qingyang pushed Iman away. The sunny young man just fell.

Blood was sprinkled on the road, and the car also stained Cheng Xian's eyes red. He didn't even know what he had done, it was like a dream.

Iman's heart-rending voice woke him up, and he didn't hesitate to call 120. Although he hated Qingyang, he didn't want him to die yet.

Cheng Xian sighed helplessly and took a sip of wine. The hot and cold sensation spread throughout the body again.

It would be nice if it was just like that, and the blame was only on what Iman said to Qingyang at that time.

"Qingyang, you will be fine, have you forgotten our agreement, I will marry you and be the most beautiful bride in the world."

Unwilling to be sad and resentful, mixed feelings filled Chengxian's powerful heart.

What kind of relationship is it, it was originally just a beautiful memory of childhood, but at this moment it has evolved into a sad past.

It seems that when Cheng Xian picks up his phone and calls DoctorWang, none of this will happen again. He would never feel sad about the intimacy between Iman and Qingyang again, but it left a permanent regret in his heart.

No matter how much he repents, he will never be able to make up for it.