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Chapter 60 Long time no see

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Yu Wen almost rushed over and covered Zhu Dehua's mouth with his underwear.

By the time she turned around, Ji Nanyuan had already left.

Her heart was still beating violently, reminding her that everything just now was not a dream.

Four years have passed.

They finally met.

That person finally... became the stranger she imagined.

Why are you so dirty?Zhu Dehua pushed her hand away, wiped her mouth with his hand, and then stared at Ji Nanyuan's direction of leaving, asking, "Isn't it?"You still think about the job that is bad?

Yu Wen threw all his underwear into his arms weakly, thinking about it.

How could it be like meeting in such an awkward scene?

She habitually took out the cigarette from her bag and saw the non-smoking sign in the store. She didn't smoke, but her teeth were itchy and she held the cigarette in her teeth and bit it gently.

All my mind was Ji Nanyuan's face.

More mature than looking four years ago.

The cigarette was bitten to pieces, and a tobacco smell filled her mouth, and she chewed her teeth gently.

A bitterness.

Kong Xianyi's wedding date is scheduled on Saturday.

That is tomorrow.

Yu Wen didn't sleep well all night, so the next morning I went to the beauty shop to do some maintenance and asked the makeup artist to put on light makeup. Then I changed into the dress and drove to pick up Zhu Dehua.

After graduating from the Academy of Fine Arts, Kong Xianyi stayed in the city to work. Her hometown is from another place, but the husband she is looking for is a local. She does the restoration of ancient relics and works in the museum.

The wedding banquet was held on the 11th floor of the hotel, and many former college classmates came to attend.

As soon as Yu Wen arrived at the hotel, he met many classmates from the Academy of Fine Arts. After saying hello to her, they all looked at the handsome mixed-race guy beside her ambiguously.

Yu Wen was too lazy to explain, but just smiled politely.

Her temperament became much colder. Apart from Kong Xianyi, she had almost no interest in chatting with others.

Their Academy of Fine Arts was arranged at a table. When Yu Wen sat down, Yu Guang couldn't help but search for a circle. He didn't see Ji Nanyuan, but instead saw Demon Feng.

After four years of not seeing each other, Feng Motou had fine lines at the corners of his eyes, and he still looked rigorous when he wore glasses, but when Kong Xianyi came out in a wedding dress, she still smiled sincerely.

Everyone in the audience stared at the bride and groom on the stage while watching, only Yu Wen saw Ji Nanyuan coming in from the door.

He was wearing a pure black suit, with a crisp collar, a straight figure, and a pair of thin gold-framed glasses on his eyes. His facial features were cold, hard and deep, and his jaw lines were firm and smooth.

Looking from a distance, mature and steady.

The heart that was retiring warm began to beat irresistibly.

She picked up the champagne on the table and took a sip.

Yu Guang moved uncontrollably with Ji Nanyuan's figure.

He asked the waiter for a glass of wine, stood there and looked on the stage, and then his eyes suddenly turned.

Yu Wen immediately lowered his head, and at that moment, his heart beat the drum.

She didn't look up again for a long time until she heard someone whispering, Ji Nanyuan is here.

Kong Xianyi said that Ji Nanyuan held several positions, not only an illustrator for a certain company, but also an advertising designer for a certain company, and a director level. Many classmates wanted to curry favor with him.

Among them, naturally, there is no residual heat.

Zhu Dehua patted her arm next to her, hney, I'm going to go up and grab it, I wish me success!

come on.Yu Wen smiled.

There was no place on the table, only one was empty next to the residual heat. Ji Nanyuan did not sit, but stood next to a male classmate, holding the wine in his hand and raising his glasses to everyone.

haven't seen you for a long time.

The voice is low, strange and familiar.

I don’t know who I am talking about the four words.