Thank you for Waiting, Mister Tang!

She lowered her voice, "It hurts for the first time, but later...it was very comfortable."

As she said, she frowned again: "Do you think he is very experienced?"

Xueer didn’t want to talk to her, because every word was poking her heart, but Song Keren, who was stuck in her own happiness, didn’t seem to notice her strangeness, and continued sweetly: "I believe that in the future, he will love Get on me."

Cher smiled lighter, holding the boiled water in her fingers, and took a sip.

The plain boiled water also tastes bitter.

Song Keren lifted up her curly hair, charmingly, "Ann, don't you mind being the bridesmaid of Mu Yun and me, you are so beautiful, you will surely lose a lot of it by then."

"Maybe...no." Xueer said quietly, "I will return to the United States in two days. I have carefully considered the gallery matter. I still don't like **** very much, so after this exhibition, our cooperation is also It will end."

Song Keren's eyes widened and his expression was shocked: "Why Ann, we said yes... Do you think the conditions are not good enough, or my scale is not big enough?"

She eagerly said, "Mu Yun said that we will invest and we will only get better and better."

Cher lowered her eyes, "My center of gravity is still in America."

She raised her small face, and a very shallow smile appeared, "That's it! I won't eat any more, and I'll make an appointment later."

With that, she stood up, ready to go out.

Song Keren stood up almost immediately, stretched out her hand and took Xueer's hand, "Ann, do you...do you have an opinion on me?"

"No." Xueer said plainly: "I am not used to life in City B."

At this time, she was like a deserter, and she couldn't wait to escape back to the United States and go to treat her injuries as she did eight years ago.

She obviously sent Song Keren to his apartment by herself. Song Keren succeeded, but her heart hurts.

The wound that she thought healed never got better... Now, she felt there was bleeding.

Song Keren looked at her with a pity, staring into her eyes, and said slowly: "In that case, I will lose a best painter."

Xueer smiled reluctantly: "I am not the best."

Song Keren still looked at her with a sincere expression: "Ann, in my heart, you are the best. Your rainy night is the deepest painting I have ever seen."

Xueer shook her head gently, already planning to turn her head back and burn it.

That rainy night will never happen again, what else does she keep?

Two steps back, pursed his small mouth, "Miss Song, goodbye."

Song Keren hugged her: "Ann, I will miss you."

But Xue'er stupefied her and smelled Ye Muyun's smell... it was the smell of the cologne he used to.

How long did they linger after they got dressed at dawn?

Such crazy imaginations passed through her mind time and time again...

When she left, Cang Yi was full of heart.

Behind him, Song Keren's eyes became cold.

Zheng Xinyi was wrong, not only Ye Muyun still loves Ann, but Ann has never forgotten Ye Muyun.

Only she was a fool.

Now, Ann thought she had a relationship with Ye Muyun and fled back to the United States.

She thought it was a powerful opponent, but she was just a little girl.

But Song Keren counted a lot, exhausted his mind, but couldn't figure it out. This time Ye Muyun would never let go.