Chapter 4770 (1/2)

Anyone who has seen this picture can see that the two people really love each other.

The man with peace of mind will eventually marry song Qingyang, who can't compare with himself.

Annie was unwilling, but she didn't know what to do.

Meng Yilang asked people to deal with tranquility for song Qingyang. Tranquility is dead.

Anning doesn't want Meng Yilang to be with song Qingyang, but she doesn't want to be with Meng Yilang. All she wants is Meng Yilang's sincerity and his regret.

Annie opened her eyes when she was sitting in the co pilot of a moving car.

The nose is a shallow cold fragrance. Anning looks slightly sideways and sees a beautiful side face with a knife and axe. The clear jaw line is like a sharp blade. The flesh and blood splitting the chest is straight into the heart, which makes people palpitation. The tight thin lips collapse into a straight line. The pink color reveals a ruthless taste. On the high bridge of the nose is a pair of sharp eyes, Staring at the road ahead like a falcon.

This handsome and ruthless man is Meng Yilang.

Aware of the tranquil sight, Meng Yilang turned her head slightly, and her light gray pupils rushed to her face with overwhelming pressure.

The surrounding air seems to be instantly extracted and cleaned, and the sense of tranquility suffocates.

”What's the matter?”

Meng Yilang's voice is mellow with the precipitation of years. His voice is as thick as old wine, which makes the peaceful heart beat faster unconsciously.

Anning just accepted the memory. She didn't know when the plot was going to develop. It was not easy to answer rashly, so she shook her head and replied, ”it's all right.”

Meng Yilang made a careless sound and continued to look at the road.

Anning pretended to look at the road, but she actually recalled what step the plot was going to, but no matter how she thought about it, she couldn't think of any useful information.

There is always an end to the journey, and the end of this trip is Meng Yilang's apartment in the city center.

The door lock of the apartment is a fingerprint lock. When I opened the door, my aunt who had received Meng Yilang's message for a long time has carefully prepared today's lunch, including a sweet and sour steak, a steamed East Star spot, a cold cucumber and a fried seasonal vegetable.

The aunt served the dishes and went back to the nanny room.

Anning remembers the habits of the original owner and gets up to help Meng Yilang eat.

After dinner, all the dishes were removed. Anning put her aunt's cleaned and cut fruit on the table, inserted a kiwi fruit with a toothpick and handed it to Meng Yilang's lips.

However, Meng Yilang, who used to push the boat along the water and swallow the entrance, didn't open his mouth today, and even stepped back without a trace.

Anning's arm holding the toothpick stiffened, looked up slightly, and looked up at Meng Yilang's eyes.

Meng Yilang's vision was as sharp and straightforward as a ray. With an exploration from the outside to the inside, he looked at peace from top to bottom, inside and outside for a long time.