The rainstorm came down without warning, beating the window and making a deafening sound. The condition of the car on the road became more chaotic, which made people's hearts tighten.
Fortunately, Ling Mofeng's motorcade has turned to a road with few people. This is a special lane leading to the vice president's office. No matter how heavy the rain is, it will no longer be affected.
After passing through countless sentry boxes, the car stopped at the door of the living room. Chu lie walked down quickly and opened the door for Ling Mofeng.
Ling Mofeng took a file bag in his hand, bent down to get out of the car, and said to Chu lie, "it's raining so hard. Let them all come in for a cup of tea. Don't worry about going back."
"OK, sir, I'll take them to the side hall and sit down. You should go and see Miss LAN." Chu lie is very grateful for Ling Mofeng's sympathy and nods immediately.
Ling Mofeng made a sound and walked into the living room with long legs. At a glance, he didn't see the familiar figure. He walked quickly to the stairs.
Up the stairs, Ling Mofeng instinctively goes to his bedroom, because the woman seems to like to stay in his room recently, leaving her room alone.
As soon as he stepped into the door, Ling Mofeng saw the bulging bag in the quilt at a glance, from which a ray of bright light could be vaguely seen.
The man's handsome sword eyebrows are twisted. What is this woman doing in the quilt?
Because Lan Yanxi is in a very closed space at the moment, with paper towels in her ears, she doesn't know that Ling Mofeng has come in. She looks at his photos and is as happy as a fool. The more she looks at them, the more excited she becomes.
Just when Lan Yanxi finished a photo album and decided to look at it again from the beginning, the quilt on his head was lifted by a big palm.
She raised her eyes in panic and looked at the man's deep eyes. Lan Yanxi's lying posture was incomparably ecstatic and was seen by all the men.
"What are you looking at? So happy? "The man saw her lying on her stomach with a small flashlight in her mouth. He couldn't help raising his mouth and bending down to see it with her.
"Your album." Lan Yanxi quickly spit out the small flashlight from his mouth and replied with a dry smile.
Ling Mofeng's face was stunned. He immediately reached out and grabbed the album. "Don't look at it. What's so good about it?"
"Is it beautiful? You were lovely when you were a child. "Lan Yanxi saw that the man was shy and wanted to take the album away. How could she be willing? She immediately reached out and grabbed it back:" why don't you let me see it? Is there any secret in it? "
"No secret." Ling replied immediately.
"Is it?" Lan Yanxi's fingers quickly turned to the back of the album and turned to a photo. It was a photo of Ling Mofeng and a girl of similar age sitting on a seaside swing. Lan Yanxi's little hand immediately pointed out: "who is she? I don't think you've ever told me that you took three photos together. In one of them, you were even holding hands. "
Ling Mofeng's face was red. He quickly sat beside him and explained in a low voice, "he is the daughter of my father's friend. We worked together at the beginning. We knew each other."
"Oh..." Lan Yanxi raised his eyes and glanced at him meaningfully: "just a friend? And a friend who can hold hands? I understand. "
"Yan Xi, what do you want to say?" Ling Mofeng smiled helplessly, reached out and pinched her little face: "at that time, we were only thirteen or fourteen years old, and we didn't know anything about men and women's feelings. Moreover, I always regarded her as my sister. Later, she went abroad with her parents to settle down, and we basically didn't see each other much."
"I envy her very much." Lan Yanxi lowered his head and said bluntly.
"Why?" Ling Mofeng's face was surprised.
"No reason, just envy, envy that she can know you so early and spend a beautiful youth with you." Lan Yanxi sighed softly, with loss on his face.
Ling Mofeng couldn't laugh or cry. He hugged her in his arms and kissed her on the forehead with thin lips: "when you were young, you must have a good boy to play with. Should I envy you?"
"I didn't. I was eccentric and had no friends." Lan Yanxi retorted in a low voice.
Ling Mofeng believed her words, because at that time, she lost her father and must have been very lonely and helpless.
"The past is the past. Now is the most important thing. Yan Xi, we will accompany each other in the future. You will not be alone any more, and I will not be friends with other women, OK?" Ling Mofeng can only comfort her like this.
Lan Yanxi buried his face deeply in his chest, like a coaxed child, nodded: "OK."
At the moment, the rain outside the window patted on the glass window. Ling Mofeng put the file bag beside her and freed his hands to hold her tighter.
"Have you seen today's news?" Ling Mofeng asked her in a low voice.
Lan Yanxi was stunned for a moment and shook his head: "no, I'm reading a book on your shelf today. I'm addicted to it. I don't pay much attention to the news. What's the matter? What's the matter?"
"I mentioned to you before that the old president had a powerful confidant around him. She was a distant cousin. She died today." Lingmo Feng closed his eyes tightly. He couldn't tell whether he was sad or sad between his eyebrows. After all, Mei Jie was a mentor in his life for him. Unexpectedly, she got such an ending.
"How did she die?" Lan Yanxi was shocked. He quickly broke away from his arms and asked in amazement.
"Maybe she felt that she had been given up by the old president. She was not willing to make a final struggle. She kidnapped the son of a piano teacher and was shot to death by the old president. Do you know who the piano teacher was hired?" Ling Mofeng saw her clear eyes staring at herself, and couldn't help but want to tease her again. He liked being looked at so seriously by her.
"Who?" Lan Yanxi didn't know that the man was still teasing her at this time. Mei Mou opened a little more and looked more seriously, just like a kitten waiting to be loved by its owner.
Ling Mofeng's thin lips are slightly pursed. I really want to kiss her beautiful eyes.
"It's my good friend Ji Xiaohan. He hired a piano teacher for his daughter. Mei Jie threatened the piano teacher to kill Xiaohan's daughter. Otherwise, she would kill her son. The teacher had a conscience and told Ji Xiaohan about it. Mei Jie was angry and tied up her son as a hostage. On the one hand, she knew that she had no way to go. On the other hand, she wanted to kill the old president before she died, which made the news that caused a sensation in the country today." Ling Mofeng held back his inner desire and helped her solve her doubts.
Lan Yanxi's heart was hung up by him. He asked anxiously, "is the child OK?"
"It's OK. It's saved." The man reached out and gently touched her long hair: "fortunately, the child is OK, otherwise, the incident will be bad."
Lan Yanxi couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief. He leaned back on his chest and said with his eyes closed, "these people are crazy. Will the old president be affected by this?"
"Of course, he's already worried." Ling Mofeng answered her in a low voice, but concealed something, such as the condition that the old president wanted to talk to him.
"If the old president is not elected, he will not be angry." Lan Yanxi can't help sneering.
Ling Mofeng sneered: "his result is doomed. It's his own choice, and he can't blame others."
Lan Yanxi nodded: "well, people are doing, heaven is watching, just thunder and lightning, those who have done something wrong should be afraid."
Ling Mofeng chuckled: "yes, of course, I will be afraid."
Lan Yanxi suddenly thought of the words that had just turned in her mind. She couldn't help laughing and asked Ling Mofeng, "are you afraid?"
Ling Mofeng's handsome face was stunned: "why should I be afraid?"
"Because you promised me a lot of vows." Lan Yanxi's smile deepened.
Ling Mofeng burst into laughter and said, "are you afraid that I can't honor it?"
"I don't think so." Lan Yanxi quickly turned his mouth.
Ling Mofeng suddenly pressed her down on the bed, and his body was against her: "that's what you think."
Lan Yanxi didn't expect him to suddenly do this to himself. She was scared and trembled. She smiled again and again: "well, I just thought so. Can you get up first? It's not comfortable to press like this." Ling Mofeng's eyes suddenly darkened, and his voice was softer: "you are so soft that I don't want to get up."
"You...?" Lan Yanxi blushed.
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