Don't play tricks on the rich and powerful

Chapter 429 I Can’t Stop (2)
The sea breeze came over the surface with a damp and fishy smell, and the nose was a little uncomfortable.

The long hair was entwined by the wind and fluttered on the side of her face. Zhao Yimei put her hand behind her ear and listened to the people around her talking loudly, without any emotion.

His mind was full of things the two of them would do.

His eye sockets were sore, his heart was throbbing, and his whole body was soaked in humid air, making him feel more and more uncomfortable.

Unable to sit still any longer, Zhao Yimei took a can of beer and stood up, without greeting anyone or alarming anyone, she walked slowly towards the hotel where she was staying.

This way, she walked extremely slowly, swaying every step, not knowing what she wanted to do.

In fact, being with everyone can divert a little attention, but walking like this, the night is very deep, the car on the side of the road occasionally whizzes past, the street lights cast down continuously, and looking towards the sea, it is pitch black, insects are everywhere, and the surrounding Nothing but silence.

Zhao Yimei let out a deep breath, her heart was beating wildly and flustered, and even her fingers trembled a little.

This feeling is so bad that it makes the whole person uncomfortable.

But what's even worse is that this kind of discomfort really doesn't even have the qualifications to exist.

Whatever she is, that person won't know.

When Zhao Yimei reached the hotel entrance, she suddenly didn't want to go in.

She sat on the curb across the road, reached out and opened the can, and took a sip.

The beer foam has a slight cracking sound in the mouth, and it slides down the throat to the stomach, but it doesn't make you feel any better.

The heart is flooding and turbulent, so many emotions overflow.

She recalled the origin of this emotion, and there seemed to be no specific event or date at all.

However, it seems that from the beginning of the recognition, the eyes will unconsciously go around and fall on him.

I admire his excellence, praise his calmness, and envy the softness and happiness between him and Qin Yunsu like water.

Little by little, condense and accumulate.

If it was before, she only thought that all this was just a natural concern for an outstanding man.

So now, she knew that there was a word to describe this sour and jealous feeling, and that was secret love.

When she didn't even notice herself, she fell in love with a man.

It's a pity that every time this man sees her, he doesn't see her.

Be funny.

Zhao Yimei didn't know how she got herself into such a situation.

She sat for a long time, so long that she drank slowly, the can of beer in her hand was still gone.

Reaching out and shaking the can in her hand, Zhao Yimei aimed at the trash can next to her.

Huh.

Ok.

Missed.

The can rolled to the ground, slid down a slope, and then rolled onto a pair of sneakers, where it got trampled.

Zhuo Yaohui bent down to pick it up, and then threw it away.

Soda cans were thrown into the trash.

Zhao Yimei looked at him in surprise.

He should have changed clothes, a white short-sleeved T-shirt, and black cropped sweatpants.

Tall and thin, standing under the street lights like this, he looks a bit dashing and handsome.

The hair in front of his forehead was blown slightly by the wind, his eyes were light, and looked darker and darker under the night. His eyes fell, as if they had penetrated and landed directly on Zhao Yimei's heart. The stray strands of hair harassed her heart and lungs.

He was carrying a plastic bag in his hand, which contained boxed instant noodles.

Should be out to buy something.

Perhaps, what I thought in my heart didn't happen.

(End of this chapter)