The little hand grabbed his collar and responded with a fragrant kiss, and the tongues of the two men were entwined and intertwined.

Her nails dug into the bottom of his neck, the point on his chest, he couldn't help but hug her tighter, and when the warm chest wanted to stick to each other, snuggling together, no matter how unbearable, he pushed her against the wall......

"Don't, don't be here."

Without saying a word, he picked her up, and said, "Let's go upstairs." ”

It would be nice if you responded to me like that, Vivi. Wen Hao thought about it, and couldn't help but curl the corners of his mouth.

This ambiguous laugh.

It's just the first time we met, and you kissed me? I'm still laughing so ambiguously, but why am I not annoyed? Zhi Yao looked at him in a daze, not knowing how to react for a while. Wen Hao's mouth smiled, and the smile was very strange...... The ghost knows what you're thinking about, Zhi Yao tried to push him away, but he deliberately didn't let go.

"You ......" Zhi Yao's face turned red.

Wen Hao let go of his hand at this time, and said as if nothing had happened just now: "This painting of mine is indeed a rare treasure, right?" ”

There was still a smile on his face.

Zhi Yao thought to herself, have I made a feud with this staircase? Last time, I fell at the staircase of my house, and this time I twisted it here again, if he hadn't helped me, would it be possible for me to fall again and break my blood?

Although I used to appreciate the paintings and imagined them, but today it is too real, and the woman in the painting, she almost seemed to be in front of her just now.

He pushed himself hard.

Staring at the painting and looking at it twice, the beauty was still the same, smiling but not smiling.

"Ahem, I see you're doing a good job in this gallery." Zhi Yao hurriedly changed the topic.

"Oh," Wen Hao said, "It's okay, I've met a lot of new friends, you see, I've met you today, how good." ”

"I'm glad to know you, too," Zhi Yao turned around and wanted to go downstairs.

Seeing this, Wen Hao hurriedly stretched out his hand.

Thinking of the kiss he took the opportunity to kiss just now, Zhi Yao was a little hesitant.

He won't take the opportunity to ...... again

"Heh, this is my gallery, how can I hurt you?" Probably very clear about her thoughts, Wen Hao just smiled and said softly.

She finally let him take her hand and send her to sit down again. The two of them chatted a little more. Inadvertently, Zhi Yao confided her unhappiness to Wen Hao and Pan, and told Wen Hao that she was excited to participate in the beauty pageant.

With a new acquaintance, it's been less than half an hour, this hand is also held, kissed and kissed, and my heart is also said, do you say, this boy, do I like him?

She doesn't really like naming names and gossiping behind her back, she doesn't mention the names of Allen and Yujin, only her two friends.

"Actually, to put it bluntly, I'm a bit nosy about this."

"How can this be considered nosy, you are just a good intention." Jiang Wenhao immediately comforted Zhi Yao after listening to Zhi Yao's words, so he didn't bother to care about who was right and who was wrong.

What's more, when he heard that she wanted to run for Miss Chinese, he couldn't be happy, because he had always been a sponsor of Miss Chinese, so he was afraid that he wouldn't have the opportunity to contact her?

He encouraged her without thinking: "Miss Chinese campaign, you should really go, you are such a beautiful girl, wouldn't it be a treasure if you don't go?" ”

It's not that he was embarrassed by his praise, but the way he looked at her was naked and warm.

Wen Hao withdrew his gaze and sighed softly, "Just like this beautiful Zinfandel rosé rose wine, she also wants to be tasted and liked?" Isn't it? What does it mean to be stored forever in the winery's oak barrels? ”

Who knows about the empty valley orchid, and Boyaqin also hates to find a soulmate.

Zhi Yao blushed again.

As far as the eye can see, the crystal clear rosé rose wine, the rose gold wine waves are graceful and lingering, and the romance is swirling in the glass.

The silver dark hook, a burst of soul dreams.

I knew that the man on the other side was just saying something nice, but her heart was still touched, woman, why can't you listen to love words so much?

She looked down at her glass, and before she knew it, she had finished it. Wen Hao was about to pour it again, but she hurriedly smiled and waved her hand.

Feeling intimate with someone you've just met is always unsettling, or is it time to say goodbye?

"A cup is good, how can I go home when I'm drunk." She laughed.

"Shall I send you?" He said.

A strand of hair fell, and Zhi Yao casually hung it behind her ear.

Because of a glass of red wine, his face was flushed, adding a bit of coquettishness, and there was a trace of light in the corners of his eyes, but Wen Hao saw it all. Although this girl made him itch, he was not in a hurry at all.

How can a master who is good at fishing not have the patience of Jiang Taigong?

It just feels like everything is so natural. Jiang Wenhao drove across the Oakland Bay Bridge and the 580 Sea-Sky Highway to take Zhiyao to her home in Berkeley Hills.

This beautiful city on the water peninsula may be a daily story like this, with lights, water, and starry skylight, and dazzling scenery through the longest and widest bay suspension bridge in the United States and the 580 Sea-to-Sky Highway in the night.

Had it not been for the sudden news of the missing boy on the radio, the 40-minute drive would have been nearly perfect. Jiang Wenhao felt that the news of the missing boy was a bit unpleasant, and he subconsciously wanted to change the channel.

Zhi Yao said, "This Sir Scott." ”

"What? Do you know him? ”

"Oh, he's a friend of my brother."

"You have a younger brother."

"Yes, he is a doctor of psychology, and he is still a 5th degree black belt in taekwondo, and there are few in the world." Zhi Yao smiled, and there was pride in her tone.

"Wow."

The news break said that a three-and-a-half-year-old boy in Sunset District had been missing for 36 hours due to the neglect of his single mother, and he had not been found yet, and Sheriff Sir Scott called on all citizens to actively provide clues.

Zhi Yao's eyes were a little red.

Jiang Wenhao thought to himself, why is it so easy to be moved, he doesn't really want to cry, right?!

"36 hours, a 3 and a half year old boy, I'm afraid it's already dying, what a poor child, I hope I can find him sooner." Zhi Yao was really worried about this boy.

The words have been off the Bay Bridge, winding up into the Berkeley residential area, green trees, on the slow slope, large and small villas by the mountains and rivers, layered on top of each other, almost every house can see the magnificent waves of the Lions Gate Bridge, the beautiful cityscape of the San Francisco Bay Area.

Berkeley Hills is blessed with a paradise for the middle class and even the wealthy. This contemporary-style white villa, with flowers and plants planted against the wall in the front yard, is Zhiyao's home.

Even in November, the green lawn stretches all the way to the sidewalks. Ziyu was standing under the redwood tree in front of her house, as if waiting for someone. He usually lives in his own apartment, why did he suddenly come back today?

Zhi Yao brought a friend home, and even a fool easily intuitively sensed the spark between them.

Jiang Wenhao's car stopped at the door, Ziyu saw Zhi Yao in the car at a glance, and he really didn't know how to express his tangled feelings. has always hoped that a man can replace him to give her a lifetime of happiness, but this is just to see a strange man send her home, how can it be so heartbroken?

A trace of pain, unconscious, a slight turn, painful.

Where does Zhi Yao know Ziyu's complex thoughts? As soon as the car stopped, she couldn't wait to get down.

"Ziyu." She waved her hand and shouted. It's only been a few days, and I can't tell him how happy I am. She was really happy to see Ziyu, she had always been like this.

Jiang Wenhao followed, but his heart couldn't help but tighten.

Zhi Yao's reaction to seeing this person was only for a moment, but he could clearly see her excited expression, and his intuition told him that it was an expression that only when he saw his beloved lover.

Before she even had time to say anything to him, she hurried out of the car to meet him.

But glancing at that guy, his perfect face actually made Wen Hao feel uneasy, Nima, is this Pan An's reincarnation? Like a little white face, Weiwei wouldn't like this type, right? Who the hell is this person?! He can't be Vivi's boyfriend, right?

One head, two large.

Jiang Wenhao is very angry. But the doubts hidden in this proud temperament can't be hidden from Ziyu's eyes. He smiled coldly, such a misunderstanding is good.

The second princess didn't feel the slightest nervous atmosphere that was slightly torn apart, she only cared about taking three steps and making two steps, approaching, she patted him on the shoulder, and gave him a hug.

"Why did you get back today?!" She said that Jiang Wenhao certainly saw this intimate behavior.

His heart tightened.

"There's a reference book at home, I came back to take it off, and I was about to leave," Ziyu asked casually, "Who sent you back?" ”

"Oh, a new friend, Vincent, Jiang Wenhao. Do you remember which Shangri-La gallery in the city center is the owner of the gallery? ”

Zhi Yao turned back to Wen Hao and smiled sweetly, and said, "Hey, Vincent, it seems that I want to introduce you to someone, this is the younger brother Han Ziyu I just mentioned to you, a doctor of psychology, everyone calls him Max." ”

Max, younger brother, Ph.D. in Psychology.

Although how a doctor of psychology looks like a little Korean white face surprised Wen Hao. Knowing that this was Weiwei's younger brother, he felt that his weight seemed to have dropped from a thousand catties to a hundred pounds, and suddenly he became lighter, he smiled happily, walked over and stretched out his hand and said, "It's nice to meet you." ”

Ziyu nodded slightly and shook his hand gently.

Vincent: Right? He suddenly felt that he was a little familiar, where had he seen it?

Oh, could it be him? He remembered that Yujin showed him a photo of him, and he wouldn't be wrong, it was him, the famous playboy brother, the son of a rich family, Jiang Wenhao of the Hong Kong Jiang Group.

He said why did his left eyelid jump today......

(The author has something to say: I beat my heart like a pen and cleared the ink of my soul....... Write the story of your love affair with me. ）