Evil CEO's Deep Love

Sydney was stunned, nodded stiffly, and responded with a "yes", but she was thinking: isn't there a seat number on the plane ticket? He would sit where he should and ask her what she was doing?

The man smiles at her modestly, sits down gracefully and continues to chat up with Sydney, ignoring the slightly cold appearance of Chi Minghai.

When he saw the travel magazine in Sydney's hand, he politely approached it and said, "is Miss traveling to France?"

"Yes." Sydney glanced at him with an eyebrow. She said that there was no malice in his pure eyes. Then she gave a light reply and nodded a little. She didn't want to talk to him more.

However, the man tried hard to make up with Sydney. He put his head together, looked at the magazine in Sydney's hand, pointed at the scenery and said his travels and experiences.

"Are you interested in this kind of thing?" Sydney turned a white eye toward the sky speechless. When the man talked about the excitement, she could not help but open her mouth. At the same time, she closed the book in her hand and threw it neatly into his arms. "In this case, I'll let you watch it."

She has no interest in the so-called scenic spot!

"Eh?" The man was stunned. He hit a nail and laughed. He put the magazine away awkwardly and kept quiet for a while. At the same time, he secretly glanced at Sydney without any response.

Chi Ming Hai was watching happily, and his depressed mood was swept away in an instant! Looking at Sydney's attitude towards the man, he felt proud: Sydney is cold by nature. Although she is indifferent to him, she is more responsive than the foreigner!

"Miss, I haven't asked your name yet?"

After the plane took off, the man quickly lost his composure and rubbed in the direction of Sydney, speaking politely and gently.

The French are the most romantic. Even on the plane and on the journey, they are always looking for an encounter. He looked at the few people in the first class, only Sydney, so that his heart can burst out of the flame of love

"Mai." Sydney replied with a light glance. She was already a little upset. She even looked around to see if there were any vacant seats and wanted to change seats.

"Wheat?" The man mumbled a few times and praised Sydney. "Miss Mai's surname is the best Chinese surname I've ever heard. I..."

The man talked incessantly, and didn't care about Sydney's drowsiness. Of course, Sydney didn't find the cunning and wisdom in his eyes.

"Thank you." His praise, Sydney only heard one tenth, only when he finished, reflective thanks, heart and no waves.

"It's really ice beauty!" The man thought in his heart, keeping a smiling face, he suddenly took up her hand in the French way of greeting, and printed a kiss on the back of her hand

"You..." Sydney was shocked, and then she exclaimed. It was not because of the kiss, but when his lips were close to the back of her hand, she suddenly felt the pain coming from her fingertips. It seemed that at that moment, something pierced her hand

She quickly drew her hand back to check, but there was no wound? Is this her illusion?!

The man smiles, and when Sydney is in a daze, he hooks the corner of his lips, and a smug flash on his face

Just in that moment, he has completed his task, the small tracking drug into her body!

That flash of pain, certainly will not let Sydney doubt her, but he can get what he wants through tracking agent.

Sydney, will be a crucial piece in their hands!

"Miss, would you like some ice water?" Looking at the sulky appearance of Sydney, he stood up wisely, pretended to get water, and politely asked if Sydney needed it.

"No Sydney shakes her head, looks at him impatiently, looks around at the other empty seats in the cabin, and finally asks, "is your ticket in this seat?"

"Yes?" The man with blonde hair and blue eyes was stunned, and then raised a smile at the corner of his mouth. He told the truth freely and said, "No."

"So..." With a smile, Sydney glanced at him and said, "please take the seat on the ticket for a while."

Obviously, after taking the water, where should I go? Don't bother her!

The man shrugged noncommittally and left with a smile. In fact, it doesn't matter to him. Anyway, the medicine has been injected into her body, and the task has been completed. It's not a problem where he will stay next!

The corners of his lips curved upward, and he left calmly, thinking - next, instead of spending time in this boring first-class cabin, he'd better go to the ordinary cabin and pick up some beautiful girls!

French people are "romantic" all the time

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Provence, France.On the sparsely populated street, several tourists are taking photos along the street. The air is filled with the fragrance of lavender, which makes the visitors' faces full of relaxed and happy smile.

"Qingxia, what do you think of this one?" In the baby clothing store, Mrs. Mel picked up a pair of small socks and swayed in front of Sang Qingxia's eyes, looking forward to her opinions.

This month, sang Qingxia has been living in Mrs. Mel's manor, and the couple became good friends. It's also a chance to meet them and get their help.

about a month ago, she came to Provence, a leisure town famous for tourism. When she got off the plane, she took her child to pick up her checked luggage. That's where she met Mrs. Mayer.

As soon as Mrs. Mayer had brought her luggage, several men in black rushed to grab her things and forced her suitcase out. Mrs. Mayer screamed, but there were passengers all around. The noise covered her cry, so that the security guard nearby could not know what was happening here. Seeing this group of people snatch things to leave, sang Qingxia resolutely takes a hand, kicks one of the men on the ground and helps Mrs. Mel get the things back.

Afterwards, Mrs. Mel insisted on inviting sang Qingxia to dinner to thank her. After the two chatted, she learned about sang Qingxia's situation and warmly invited her to live on the farm, because Mr. Carr passed away very early, and she was lonely living on a big farm alone, so she had a chance to take care of her company.

"Green summer?" Speaking less fluent Chinese, MELF came over with two small socks and shook them in front of her eyes, pretending to be displeased and lecturing, "you're distracted again! Come and help Xiao Yu pick a gift. Today is his full moon day

A month here, she helped the baby think of a nickname, called Xiaoyu. As for surnames She didn't know what to do.

"It's beautiful, but it's suitable for Christmas..." Mrs. Mayer was still murmuring over there, picking up the little things in the big basket to herself, "this is good, but he seems too small to use."

Because she had no children, Mrs. Mayer was very excited when she was picking up children's things. She laughed and compared with the shop assistant, which made the atmosphere of the shop jubilant.

Sang Qingxia can't help but be infected by this kind of relaxed, drooping eyes and carefully provoking things.

Sydney said that she would come to help hold a small full moon meeting tonight, so she had to pick things up earlier, and then go back and get ready first. How can we say that Sydney is a guest from such a long distance, so we can't let people get off the plane and come to work?

"There are so many little things here!" Picking up an exquisite toy, sang Qingxia sighed with a heart. He was just about to show it to MELF. However, when he saw the figure walking in the window behind her, he was stunned -

the surrounding area was suddenly quiet to the extreme. Sang Qingxia felt that time stopped in an instant, and all the people stood still on the spot. Only the familiar figure walked slowly through the window.

"Holly!" The toys in his hand fell to the ground. Sang Qingxia had no time to pick them up. He ran after them with red eyes and cried out, "holly, wait a minute!"

The woman with sunglasses was surprised. She heard sang Qingxia's cry and looked back. The next second, she ran to the front desperately, obviously trying to avoid contact with Sang Qingxia.

"Holly!" Sang Qingxia was cool in his heart. He saw Holly disappear in the alley on the street corner. Then he came back and chased after him. "Holly, what are you hiding from! Hey, where have you been? Holly, I'm sang Qingxia

I'm your best friend!

Why did you leave without saying goodbye?

Where have you been? And your body what's happening?

Sang Qingxia had countless questions in her heart, and the tears on her face fell down. She couldn't tell what kind of complex emotion it was: the ecstasy of reunion and the loneliness of being left behind. The only thing to be thankful for is that Holly is not dead. She is still alive.

"Ah, Qingxia!" Mrs. Mayer yelled behind her, but she didn't catch up with her. She could only carry a few small things in her hand and continue to choose them. She murmured, "I'll help Qingxia choose them..."

Looking at sang Qingxia's figure disappearing at the corner of the alley, Mrs. Mel could only go back to the shop bitterly, just wondering in her mind: who is that man?

Just looking at Qingxia's anxious appearance, should she be her domestic friend? I don't know why she ran away as soon as she saw Qingxia

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after turning the alley, there is a huge lavender field, stretching for tens of miles. The mountains and fields are covered with beautiful purple lavender, which is beautiful and charming.

Sang Qingxia chased all the way out of the alley and lost the direction of tracking here.

Such a large lavender field, she did not know where the holly would go!

"Holly!" Unable to see anyone, sang Qingxia could only shout dejectedly at the entrance, pulling her voice to the maximum, expecting Holly to be nearby, at least to hear what she said.The breeze blows the lavender and makes a "brushing" sound, but there is no response from holly. The surrounding is surprisingly quiet, and the silence adds sangqingxia's despair.

"Holly, I've been looking for you for a long time!" Sang Qingxia yelled out, her voice was already with a trace of crying. She tried to swallow a few mouthfuls of saliva, suppressed her impulse, drooped her head and murmured, "but why do you want to go..."

The more okra is like this, the more she will feel guilty all her life.