Chapter 78: I Have You in My Time

"Buckle-" Someone knocked on the window, Zhan Yao was a little impatient with the sound, put on his sunglasses and opened the window.

It turned out to be a teenage little Lori, with two braids tied with a red bow with white dots, big eyes like grapes, and an innocent smile on her face, "The road ahead is difficult, please detour." ”

Zhan Yao blinked, I don't know why, and after the little girl finished speaking, she bowed and left her with a petite back, and the back gradually drifted away.

"Xue'er......" Zhan Yao's heart was at a loss, and he looked at his best friend and agent in the driver's seat.

Outside the window, a hand stretched out, and I saw that the man wiped the glass, which made Zhan Yao even more dazed, what does this extra hand mean?

But Li Ruxue took out a hundred-yuan bill from her bag and handed it to the hand.

Putting away the glass, he sighed and said: "Destroying wealth and eliminating disasters, this is a new type of beggar, which is very common in China, it is regarded as charity, they get money, but they lose their self-esteem." ”

Zhan Ye is a public figure after all, with idol baggage, and he can't stand up to disputes the most.

This world is the world where the weak are reasonable, and Zhan Ye, who stands at the top of the Chinese film and television pyramid, can't always be in the column of the weak.

Zhan Yao lay in the back seat, and the little girl's words lingered in her heart.

That strange Lori, what does it mean exactly?

And who is she, and why is she knocking on her own car window and not other cars?

Zhan Yao took out the jade on his chest and found that it was actually flickering!

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"Su Su-" Ling Yusheng stopped Su Qianqi, who was about to leave.

Su Qianqi paused, the voice was so familiar, so tugging at his heartstrings, so addictive to him, he turned around, and really saw the face that made him intoxicated.

Ling Yusheng, as a movie queen, is naturally beautiful, she carries the gentle beauty of the East, the green silk like ink falls to her waist like a waterfall, the long and curly eyelashes under the curved willow eyebrows, and a pair of Danfeng eyes are flashing like stars, like pearls. Under the small bridge of the nose is a pink red lip with a deadly temptation.

The skin is like coagulated fat, the white face is as smooth as a shelled egg, the waist is like a vegetarian, and the fingers are like peeling onions. A white dress with a dusty temperament, ethereal and silent.

is worthy of being a well-known actress in Huaguo, everything about Ling Yusheng seems to be the darling of God, which makes all living beings jealous and intoxicated, and her beauty is still like that time, faint as smoke, like fog and illusory.

Ling Yinghou, who rarely had scandals, directly grabbed the stylist's wrist, and she choked up: "Don't you go, can you talk to me for a while, it's okay for a while, it won't delay you too much." ”

The woman's temperature passed into his heart through the palm of his hand, and he skimmed the woman's charming face and said, "Okay, it's just that there is still space for a while." "In fact, the time spent with you, how can it be said that it is delayed.

The time I spend with you is the most important thing in the journey of life.

It's the best thing to have you in my time.

Ling Yusheng's eyes were slightly red and said, "Do you remember the previous agreement?" ”

Su Qianqi looked up at the night sky, which was already dark, and said, "I don't remember." "Obviously, that agreement is the clearest in my heart, how can I forget the agreement with her?

Ling Yusheng's face was incredulous, and he said, "Really forgot? ”

Su Qianqi nodded, as if he didn't care, and said, "It doesn't seem to be an important matter, why do you still remember it?" That agreement is indeed the most important thing in my heart.

Ling Yusheng's delicate body was constantly trembling, and he muttered, "It's not important? ”

She held on for so many years, and the man didn't even think it mattered.

Could it be that her perseverance over the years is just a joke?