ex-husband, we have no game

[69 Book Bar-www.] The distance is so close, but it feels like the end of the world!

It turned out that Zhan Aofan's fear and panic were not worries, but facts! Someone else had really taken his place next to her.

The corner of the lips curled up with panic and bitterness. Is it true? It's too late?

No, it's not too late. As long as you find her, even if you pester her shamelessly and without dignity, it's not too late. At least, there is still a blood connection between them, no matter how slim the hope is, no matter what method is used.

This time, he will stay by her side to the death!

Another voice in his heart told him so firmly and persistently, which gradually restored his original temperature to his heart which was so miserable due to despair.

At twelve hours and ten minutes, the plane landed at Barajas International Airport.

Zhan Aofan dragged his suitcase out of the airport. European-style buildings and retro tones were different from the enthusiasm and unrestrainedness of Barcelona. The place was filled with artistic atmosphere everywhere.

He didn't ask Chang Yan where she lived, nor where she studied or worked. He was so strangely sure in his heart that as long as she was in this city, he would always meet her! If he couldn't find her for a day, it would take a week.

If you can't find it in a week, you can find it in a month, half a year, or a year. He will always find it!

The heart that was originally impetuous and eager to find her immediately calmed down in an instant. A faint smile appeared on the corner of his lips, looking at the sky, a low breath escaped from his chest, and he walked slowly forward.

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Mu Anyou looked at the ingredients in the refrigerator and felt a little worried. She had to admit that people are indeed advanced animals that cannot be pampered. Emilio had been away for only more than a week, and she actually started to miss him. Okay,

It was very shameless to admit that she actually missed his cooking skills.

After all, Spanish food is not to my liking. After the initial curiosity and freshness, it tastes like chewing gum in my mouth. The Chinese restaurants outside always feel that the taste is not very authentic, half-foreign and not local, which really reduces appetite.

When I saw that there was still more than half of the tomato and egg noodles left in the pot, I even felt like vomiting. I had eaten three meals in a row, and looking at it now, I felt that my stomach was already full.

Really not wanting to cook, Mu Anyou was about to go out and have a meal when his cell phone rang. He picked it up and put it to his ear and called the other person: "Ah Yan." He looked at the clock on the wall and calculated in his mind.

It must have been around ten o'clock in the evening in City A, which seems to be the time when this kid is at his peak, right?

"Excuse me, beautiful Ms. An An, what are you doing right now?" Chang Yan asked in a strange tone.

This voice and tone immediately made Mu An feel worried, and she said with a smile: "Excuse me, the handsome and charming Mr. Chang Yan, is his forehead pinched?"

"Sister An An, you are so boring." The other party looked helpless at her incomprehensible charm.

"You're just bored!" Mu An scolded with a sad smile, then asked, "What's the matter?"

"Um...Sister An An, have you been okay recently?" Chang Yan's tone contained a hint of deliberately concealed temptation. On the early morning of the third day after receiving the call from Brother Ao Fan, he called Sister An An and inquired.

There was nothing unusual, but he didn't tell her anything. In fact, what he said was right, let everything take its course. Since Brother Ao Fan was able to recognize her with all his efforts, he couldn't wait to run to find him.

So...he can't bear it!

"Bad boy, are you just hoping that something will happen to your sister and me, ah?" Mu Anyou was a little surprised by his recent abnormality, and his expression turned serious: "A Yan, you are not causing trouble for me, are you?

"

Mu An worriedly frowned slightly as she thought of something.

"No way, no way." Chang Yan repeatedly denied: "Aren't I afraid that my brother will disturb you?" He quickly changed the subject and said in his heart countless times, Sister An An, please forgive me.

Who said that your "ex" man and my brother are so amazing and their opponents are so powerful that I can't stand them.

"You have the nerve to say that." When she mentioned this, Mu An worried about her resentment: "Ah Yan, you have harmed my sister. Your brother has been talking to me on the phone for three hours." Three hours, on the phone.

It was so hot that she was about to explode. She absolutely believed that if Brother Mo Zi hadn't had a meeting to hold, she would have been missed for a whole day!

"Hey, Sister An'an, you are so dissatisfied. You are the girl that my brother loves. I brought him here as my younger brother, my step-brother!" Chang Yan had a look of jealousy and hatred on his face.

"Virtue." Mu An scolded him with a worried smile.

The two chatted on the phone for a long time. After hanging up the phone, they were shocked to realize that more than an hour had passed. Mu Anyou touched her stomach that was already protesting, grabbed her bag and went out.

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While waiting for the elevator, I met the Spanish lady next door with a big bag of vegetables in her hand. I saw her saying hello: "Why are you alone? Where is your boyfriend?"

Mu Anyou was startled, and then she realized who the boyfriend she was talking about was about to open her mouth to explain, but the eldest sister was already thinking about herself and said: "Oh, he is on a business trip, it seems that I haven't seen him in some days.

It’s over.”

Mu Anyou looked up and sighed helplessly. All Spanish eldest sisters are so gossipy. Do they have good reasoning skills?

The sun has risen high in the sky, the ground is a bit hot and muggy, and even the wind blowing has a bit of a dry smell.

It would be nice if there was a light rain in this weather, Mu Anyou thought to herself, regretting not wearing a hat when going out. Even putting on a pair of sunglasses would be better than now.

There is a newly opened Chinese noodle shop on the roadside. Perhaps it was well advertised in the early stage of opening. Looking from the outside, the glass showcase is actually full.

Although the large pot of noodles at home made her lose her appetite, standing at the door, she could vaguely smell the aroma wafting out. It was the smell of China, the smell of hometown, and it aroused a lot of greed.

He pushed open the floor-to-ceiling glass door and stepped in.

Black skin, white skin, yellow skin, the room full of guests was like a small earth. Mu An curled her lips with a smile, sat down on an empty seat in the corner, and ordered a bowl

Fried noodles.

The paste is full and the taste is authentic. By the time I finished the large bowl of noodles, I had already changed my previous attitude of just giving it a try.

She raised her eyes slightly and looked at the menu listed on the electronic screen. There were more than a dozen flavors in total. She thought in her mind that these should be enough for her to eat until Emilio came back.

The two blond women dressed as college students sitting across from her obviously didn't know that she knew Spanish, and they were talking in low voices as if there was no one else around.

Although it was a low voice, because the distance was close enough, she could clearly hear everything in her ears.

——Lika, the oriental woman opposite looks a bit familiar. Woman A said.

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