Ten billion wealthy daughters

In this world, perhaps no one is more familiar with his appearance than her; she is so familiar with his figure, outline, line, demeanor, expression... Even the smallest subconscious movements.

Later, it takes effort to forget.

Now, he is so close to her.

She could even feel his breath so close, his slightly warm breath, his slightly chaotic heartbeat in his upright posture, his eyes were as deep as a pool of water, and the light in his eyes rippling slightly when they fell on her.

Lin Yurui!

This name was once engraved on her heart—maybe it is now, but Qing'an is trying to mend those memories with new flesh and blood.

She subconsciously wanted to take a step back to avoid such an ambiguous distance and atmosphere, but she couldn't move.

He grabbed her wrist.

Compared to Ruilai, Qing'an's strength is nothing to mention, his grip was very firm, his whole body stuck to her, almost imprisoning her, making her unable to retreat.

Qing'an raised her head, Lin Yurui lowered her head, their eyes met, their hearts trembled, their breathing was so close, it seemed that even the sound of heartbeat could be heard.

"Let go." Qing'an said.

Lin Yurui turned a deaf ear to it, but still looked down at her like this, his eyes became deeper, as if... wanted to engrave her appearance into his heart; a cluster of faint flames were burning in his eyes, and his breathing became a little heavy.

Qing'an was a little flustered for a moment—he, what is he going to do?

Is it strong?

Will not.

What a proud and conceited person this person is, but...he looks a little strange now, it feels so different to her than usual.

"You..." he finally spoke, his voice was a little hoarse, as if restrained and forbearing that had been suppressed for a long time, "How are you doing recently?"

what? !

Qing'an almost thought she had heard wrong.

He...he held himself back, watched for so long, and actually... actually asked such a question.

Are you in good health?

For a moment, her expression froze a little, and she even forgot the initial guard against Lin Yurui, and she looked a little cute and cute.

Qing'an's expression was reflected in Lin Yurui's eyes, the corners of his mouth were slightly raised, and the moonlight poured down from his back like water, setting off his smile so beautifully, so peacefully, making people forget their worries.

"I..." Qing'an replied subconsciously, "It's pretty good, but...it doesn't have anything to do with you, does it? You're a bit lenient..."

Hearing Qing'an's reply, he looked at her face carefully, then nodded and said: "Well, you should rest more and stay up late."

...It's simply inexplicable, as if I look bad, but I don't have it.

But now she is being held by Lin Yurui, and he is so close to her face, she dare not struggle, lest...

"After asking, can you let me go?" Qing'an said angrily, she hadn't forgotten that this man is now someone else's fiance.

"Yeah." Rui Wenyan let go of her hand. Just as Qing'an thought she had regained her freedom, she found that he had let go of her wrist and grabbed her hand naturally—looking at him, it was completely I'm not sorry.

"you……"

"Eat too much, walk with me."

"Why?" Qing'an didn't prepare to give him a good face, "Who do you think you are?"

The daughter of the Louis family has no reason to accommodate him, even if he is the ruler of a country, this is the era of business empires, not to mention, they broke up long ago.

"Then..." The man seemed a little displeased, and said calmly, "Just ask Anon to come down and accompany me."

Cong Rong: Ruizhen is a character who already has his own soul.