"Zhutian, what are you looking at?" Zhuge Lang squinted at Long Zhutian, very curious about his lost look just now, which he had never seen before.
Long Zhutian didn't answer him, but stepped on the accelerator and started the car, but a five-year-old figure and the figure of Qingling just now kept appearing in his mind.
Ten years have passed, she should have grown up to this size, right
I wonder what she will look like
Will it be like that girl just now
Zhuge Lang knew that his partner never talked much, so he didn't ask any more questions, but closed his eyes to rest.
Zhuge Lang's temperament is completely opposite to Long Zhutian's. He has a fair complexion, short chestnut hair, a pair of arc-shaped peach blossom eyes under his handsome thick eyebrows, a tall nose, and moderately thick lips. His dazzling smile, coupled with his preference for wearing white clothes, makes him look like a prince charming from a fairy tale, handsome, gentle, elegant, and sexy.
The car slowly drove out of City A, and was galloping on the expressway like a real Hummer...
"Ming Gang, Min Gang—"
Suddenly there was a sweet call from the front.
Hearing this very special name for her last life, Yang Zimei's heart trembled slightly, and she looked up.
A tall, well-proportioned girl, about fifteen years old, wearing a light green sleeveless knee-length skirt, white short boots, and slightly curly black hair, looks extremely beautiful. Shouting, her fair and flawless cheeks were slightly flushed, and her full lips, like rose petals, were slightly parted, revealing her white and neat white teeth.
In front of a tea shop in front of her, stood a tall and thin boy. When he heard the call, he turned his head slightly. He has short black hair, clean skin, a handsome face full of sunshine, and dark pupils. As moist as water.
Min Gang!
Seeing Min Gang who has grown into a teenager, Yang Zimei's heart trembled slightly as if someone had fiddled with him, and his mind kept overlapping the old crying Min Gang when he was five years old and the mature and stable 28-year-old. Min Gang.
Her mood felt weird, but she was a little excited and looking forward to it. It turned out that when Min Gang was young, he was as handsome and sunny as a cherry blossom boy.
"Min Gang, do you want to buy tea?" The girl stepped forward, looked up at Min Gang with a happy face and asked.
"Yeah." Min Gang nodded lightly and smiled, but the smile didn't reach his eyes, it was just out of politeness.
Seeing his indifferent and alienated attitude towards the girl, Yang Zimei felt very comfortable for some reason.
"Min Gang, my family also owns a tea shop. I'll pick the best one for you, what kind of tea do you want?" The girl continued to smile with a beautiful smile as if she didn't see his indifferent attitude.
"Murong Yan, thank you, I bought it myself." After Min Gang finished speaking, he asked the owner of the tea shop to weigh a few taels of Tieguanyin.
Yang Zimei was still familiar with the name Murong Yan, because on her first day of school, she heard someone comparing her with the school belle Murong Yan.
Also, I heard a lot of discussions about Murong Yan and Min Gang together, saying that they are a natural couple.
Standing together, the two of them are handsome and beautiful, and they really are a very suitable pair.
Yang Zimei felt a little uncomfortable.