He is His Excellency Zhi Li

"You are more enthusiastic about your parents' affairs."

"I never asked them about their feelings." The manager said lightly, before Cobb could take the next sentence, he glanced at Cobb: "Of course, I'm not ironic to you."

"You're obviously sarcastic to me. It's been more than ten days since my uncle talked about remarriage, and there's no more things to do next. This kind of thing avoids remorse, of course, the sooner the better."

"If they really care about that piece of paper, they won't drag this time."

"Why? Don't you want it? Obviously it's a wonderful thing, not everyone can get it." Cobb looked at Zhili with a puzzled look. Zhili did not speak for a long time, but put the guests aside to draw by himself, pencils and paper rubbing slightly to groan.

"Please don't end suddenly when you talk to people." Cobb flattened his mouth unsatisfactorily, and banged his elbow on his shoulder with his elbow. The pen in his hand drew a distorted shape on the paper. Zhili did not say the words that made Cobb crazy, as usual, without even an expression.

"Hey!!"

"Can you stand it? Next."

"What?" Cobb knew, even if he couldn't bear it or not, he would say it.

"It only concerns you, Cobb. You have to understand that love can maintain marriage, but marriage cannot keep love. Family is important to you, I have no opinion. But you should not fill your vision with you The family's body. "Zhili still looked at the sketchbook even when he said such a word, without accusation, without even feelings, calmly speaking. Cobb only felt that his chest was sore. Why did he have to mention it and knew exactly how he felt, he still said it, and he was a little annoyed: "What do you suddenly say these irrelevant words?"

Zhili closed the sketchbook and stood up, and patted the sketchbook on Cobb's head: "Cobb, what time will you choose?" Zhili left this inexplicable sentence and continued to work, and Cobb's hand tugged inexplicably The trouser corner, the expression on the face that was left at that moment was the same as at that time, that was when the school started:

[Cobb picked up the hot drink in the white plastic bag in his hand and walked over, touching the back of the hand with the cup noodle: "Please."

Zhili took the cup and did not drink, just held it in his hand.

"What are you thinking?" Cobb asked.

"Thinking about me and you," Zhili said flatly. Kobti shook his bag slightly in his hand: "You say this kind of irresponsibility, you don't understand anything, always say this kind of misunderstanding, if I haven't known you for too long ..."

"What you don't understand is you, Cobb." After that, Zhili went back to his bedroom]

Why the moment he saw it, he remembered the moment when he looked at Zhili's back, but he couldn't see anything, as if it was just his own illusion.

The voice of the sports car interrupted Cobb's thoughts. He almost knew who it was without turning his head. Only the surname would be so unscrupulous. The door opened, and it was the handsome face that caught the eye. In front of her, Lan Yin still sat on the steps and looked up at Zhi Zuo Si: "Come to pick me up, at least you must pull a banner."

"Who will pick you up." Zhi Zuo Si said indifferently.

At this moment, a man with eyes on the car appeared to be a secretary and a male secretary. He brought a bag of luggage out of the trunk. Blue Silver was a little surprised: "Well, isn't it you who want to move over? "It was just a joke, but Zuo Si did not deny it.

"why?"

"Ask me knowingly, what do you want to hear from me?"

"Love owed me for a few years." Lan Yin made no secret.

Zuo Zuojin stretched his fingers over the blue and silver long hair, and the soft and dark hair was their beginning: "Just want to stay where you like."

Lan Yin smiled, and stretched out his hand over Zuo Si's neck: "Then forgive you."

"I'm going to make a TV show elsewhere." The two sons spoke in disgust.

Lan Yin ignored it, and put her lip on the left branch, but was pushed away the next second, and the branch said coldly, "How much did you smoke today?"

"Did not smoke." Lan Yin opened his eyes and said a nonsense: "Maybe it was kissing Cobb today. He stained the smell of smoke on my mouth. You also know that he is an old smoke qiang."

"What good is it to you to plant a spoil !!!!"

"It's normal to deny it."

"There is nothing at all, Zhili, look at the blue and silver ~~~" Now you have learned to sue, Zhili glanced at Cobb and spurned: "I didn't expect you to be this kind of person."

"!!!!!!"

Lan Yin dragged Zuo Zusi into the car: "Where is my honeymoon?"

"I don't remember having promised you anything about this."

Lan Yin didn't hear it. He poked out a few people and beckoned: "The shop will be closed, anyway, it's not my money."

Cobb was surprised at the sudden change, and reached out and stopped loudly: "Wait, our wages!" Is this the only thing that can be thought of?

"Cut ~~ stupid, you believe what I said, really thought I would give you money?"

The car left, not only a group of angry migrant workers, but also a secretary carrying luggage.

"Did your parents overdo it?"

"Remarriage is more eye-catching than divorce."

Chu Haoyu almost did not roll on the ground: "Without this, what is my hard work for?"

Cobb held his hand and looked at Chu Haoyu coldly: "You don't just look at your chest on this beach."

Chu Haoyu pointed at Cobb: "Oh, now it's incredible, anyway, money is also going into your pockets. Take care, this must give us a statement, don't let us go back empty-handed!"

The manager shrugged, and it took a long time to spit out: "Go and see what value is in the villa."

"no problem?"

"It's not mine anyway." That's the whole family! !! Just don't worry about selling it yourself.

Finally, Su Youyan and they also left, leaving only Cobb and the branch. The old villa seemed to have been evacuated and remained silent. Cobb looked at the branch with his eyes closed on the lounge chair. He stepped forward and sat in the lounge chair. Occupied position, hands between his legs, want to ask about the morning, but do not know how to speak.

With a hand resting behind his head, the blue contrast shirt quietly adhered to his shapely shape. Time was running out, and his beauty remained.

"Support, that ..."

"Well, I said ..."

"It's morning ..."

"how to say?"