Hei Di's Seven Days of Love

"Qiqi, I'm here..."

That voice seemed to speak to the bottom of her heart, she woke up suddenly, and looked at the time, it was only 05:30 in the morning.

The sky outside is already bright.

Xiaoka next to her was still sleeping soundly and deeply.

Jin Yu bent his lips and said softly: "I'll go out right away."

Then I hung up the phone, I couldn't tell what kind of feeling it was in my heart, it was warm, soft, and it hurt like being pricked by a needle.

She crept up from the bed, fearing to disturb Xiaoka, she searched for a long while, finally found the clothes she was satisfied with, and put them on slowly, but it seemed a bit thin. It was early spring and the weather was a bit cold.

However, it looks good this way, and it seems pretty good to show him!

Jin Yu turned on the spare flashlight, found her makeup bag, and wanted to put on light makeup, but looking at the thin chin and the haggard face in the mirror, her eyeballs rolled around, but finally stopped. After she got down, she decided to go out to meet him without makeup.

It was very windy outside, and she regretted it as soon as she went out, and she was shivering from the cold.

The whole person was huddled together, originally very petite, now even more petite.

Listening to Bo Qing's words, she quickly found her way, and climbed up to the top of the mountain for a while, which was only five or six minutes away, and she saw the familiar car parked on the mountain road.

Bugatti Veyron.

Sapphire blue.

He was wearing a beige windbreaker and sunglasses with white edges, his hair was blowing messily in the wind, with one hand in the pocket of the windbreaker and a cigarette in the other, standing there impatiently, But it seemed to be patiently waiting for something.

Jin Yu slowed down his pace, and when he was standing 50 meters away from him, he couldn't bear to take a step forward anymore.

She really hoped that time would stop here, and she could watch him like this for the rest of her life.

His outline is so clear.

In such a paradise-on-earth scene, he looks more and more like someone in a painting.