亚洲自偷自拍另类小说

Demons.

Lin Gantang was surrounded by demons.

Le Yu didn’t know how to find a way out. Why was the end of every path a dead end?

Le Yu was full of doubts about life.

“What are you talking about? How did he become like this?” Lin Gantang was puzzled when she saw Le Yu’s tortured look.

Wen Yanqing smiled. “You must be so happy to see me, Mr. Le. Remember to send my regards to your father.”

Wen Yanqing, who had retracted his aura and suddenly became polite, stunned Le Yu. “Alright, alright?”

Wen Yanqing’s slender and fair hand handed him a business card and said gently, “This is my personal name card – contact me if there’s anything.” “Alright, alright?” Le Yu couldn’t believe it. He tried to receive it and saw that it wasn’t a business card.

Dad, your son has made a name for himself!

“Is Mr. Le leaving?” Wen Yanqing smiled.

“Leave? Leave, leave. Yes, I have something to do. I’ll leave immediately.” Le Yu stood up and took the hard-earned business card away as though it was precious treasure.

Lin Gantang watched him leave quickly and complained, “No wonder his father didn’t ask him to go to the company to help out. Le Yu seems kind of all over the place.”

“Yes, he’s not a reliable friend, so you should pay less attention to him in the future.” Wen Yanqing stood up and carefully wrapped his gray scarf around her neck. “Are you hungry?”

Lin Qingtang nodded. “Are we eating outside?”

“It’s quite early. Why don’t we go to my house?” Wen Yanqing saw that she was hesitating and said, “You haven’t seen the Little Leopard Flower in a long time. Don’t you miss it?”

“Then I’ll go and visit it?”

“Sure,” Wen Yanqing smiled.

When she walked out of the bookstore, the cold wind blew. Lin Gantang pulled up the scarf, almost covering half of her face. Her clear eyes were exposed. “Do you have any vegetables at home?”

“Yes, 1 do.” He had asked Aunt Zhong to fill the fridge with ingredients.

This was the first time Lin Gantang had gone to Wen Yanqing’s place.

“Is your house beautiful?” Lin Gantang asked.

Wen Yanqing looked at her with a faint smile. “To me, it is.”

This was a small neighborhood, and it was very quiet.

Wen Yanqing’s large hand held hers and he brought her to his place.

After turning on the entrance light, Lin Gantang saw how it was like inside.

The house in front of her suddenly reminded her of what she had said before.

“My house in the future won’t be too big. When my parents aren’t around, the villa feels cold and empty.”

Wen Yanqing had bought 3-bedder with a living room.

“I hope there is a large floor-length window where I can enjoy the scenery outside.”

In front of the transparent floor-length window, Lin Gantang saw the endless stream of cars by the Yuanshui River, the leisurely-spinning Ferris wheel, and a star in the winter sky.

“It doesn’t need to be luxurious; just a simple house will do. I want to put a soft sofa in the living room so that I can watch a movie with the person 1 like.”

The living room was bright and simple with white walls. The soft pillows on the cream-colored sofa were quietly waiting for its owner’s return.

“I want a clean and tidy kitchen and a dining room that can accommodate a family for breakfast. My home must be very warm.”

The hydrangea flowers on the dining table bloomed silently, and the exquisite chandelier shone with a warm light. The comfortable atmosphere of life filled every square inch.

At that moment, Lin Gantang felt as if her throat was choked with cotton. She could not speak, and she was overcome by a warm feeling, but she also felt extremely uncomfortable.

Her eyes grew blurry.

In her previous life, she had not visited. She had missed out on it.

She had missed out on Wen Yanqing’s deep love for her and missed out on the home that he had painstakingly built; the home of her dreams..