"Just let him take me out for a walk, the venue was boring." Xia Xingchen finished pretending to be relaxed, trying to break free from his arms.
Bai Yeqing didn't allow her to move and held her tighter. Her eyes fell faintly on her half of her face. Suddenly she did not know where she pulled out a wet tissue, and she wiped her face a few times. He wasn't gentle at all, and his face was tight. There was a touch of makeup on her face, and he was bound to let her spend all her makeup.
"It hurts, don't make it ..." Xia Xingchen waved his hands in disapproval.
When Bai Yeqing saw her frowning and uncomfortable look, she let go of her hands and looked at the layer of fair skin she showed, her face improved for a while. Somehow it hurt, Xia Xingchen was a little annoyed, stared at him, and turned to sit next to him. Fortunately, the space in the car was large enough, she sat to the far right position, half a meter away from him.
Along the way, the two never spoke again. Bai Yeqing has been answering the phone all the time. He is very busy and talks with the other party about important political affairs. Xia Xingchen dare not listen randomly, leaning only on the window of the car, staring blankly at the night outside.
His handsome face was reflected on the window, and Xia Xingchen looked at it, unable to help himself. The slender fingers crawled unconsciously to the window, and the fingertips were gently stroked along the three-dimensional outline, one stroke at a time ...
Some people are destined to become memories.
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I don't know how long it took before the car stopped in her neighborhood.
Xia Xingchen looked back and took the skirt and got out of the car. Thinking of it, he turned to him and said, "Wait for me, and I'll be right down."
Bai Yeqing looked at her as if trying to figure out her mind. However, she didn't say anything, she skirted her skirt and turned into the elevator.
When her figure disappeared, Bai Yeqing sat still in the car for a while before pushing down the door.
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She stayed at home with the door closed for twenty minutes before she opened the door. He was about to find him, at the door, the long figure that made her pause.
She brought the door lightly and stood there against the door. His long figure, hiding in the dimness, was smoking. On the promenade, the light was dim, and the cigarette **** on his finger flickered. Xia Xingchen rarely saw him smoking. He has been quite restrained.
Seeing her coming out, he extinguished his cigarette **** and threw it into the trash can beside him.
Xia Xingchen held the two brocade boxes carefully in a bag. She carried them in two hands and brought them to him. "This is for you."
"What?" Bai Yeqing glanced.
"Jewelry and dresses used at dinner tonight."
He frowned. "The things I gave to women never came back."
Xia Xingchen pulled his lips and looked strangely light: "Let me set a precedent. I listen to Su ... No, I heard Minister Bai said that these things are valuable and I can't stand it. Besides, I accept other men I have never seen such a precious gift before. "
What a gift for other men!
Bai Yeqing's eyes were cold, and her erect figure approached her. "That's the man you met before, not me. If you don't like it, just throw it away."
Xia Xingchen looked at him for a long time, sighed lightly, and put the bag lightly on the wall. "This is Mr. President's thing. If you want to throw or want to take it back, you will handle it yourself."
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