behind the glitz of the net king

Echizen Long Yue tiptoed into the villa in the dark, and slipped into the hall without daring to breathe.After stepping on the soft and luxurious velvet, my bare feet were slightly itchy, and when I looked up at the end of the corridor, there was Keigo Atobe with a cold face.

Long Yue walked towards him slowly, with a guilty smile: "Jibu... Good morning."

Atobe raised his eyebrows, and his face was still as frosty: "When you arrive now, what time will you come back. I thought you were going to sleep on the street tonight, huh?"

Long Yue noticed the abnormal expression on Atobu's face tonight, not pure anger, but also some indescribable uneasiness and worry, her heart skipped a beat.She shook her head like a rattle, then bowed her head beside Atobe: "No way. Unless you don't want me anymore."

This time Atobe slowed down his face, and silently stretched his hands into the patch of carmine, the carmine in the darkness became deeper and deeper, and Atobe's hair was so soft to the touch that it felt nothing.The rubbing between the fingertips is so gentle.The girl leaned on Atobu's arm and lowered her eyelashes, Atobu, he must be worried.

She subconsciously grasped the corner of Atobe's clothes, and gradually fell asleep.

Atobe leaned down and picked her up, and gently placed her on the bed in my room. His lips touched the girl's cheek, and he quietly closed the door.This night, she slept exceptionally well, as if she would never wake up again, thinking about just being so immersed in the night and memories, sleeping like a Sleeping Beauty forever.

Maybe she has been paralyzing herself, this happiness is too simple, and she deliberately forgets and ignores everything.Even if it is a century-long dream, it is time to wake up and face the bloody reality.

Long Yue slowly opened her eyelids, and the vague light and shadow of people's words in the chaotic dream fell into the future.She stared soberly at the ceiling and refused to move.Despite the butler's repeated urging during the morning show, she just put the quilt on and bit her lip tightly.

Atobe had already left the villa by private helicopter. Echizen Longyue grabbed her schoolbag and got into the car without breakfast. The housekeeper kindly reminded Atobe that there was still a private helicopter at home. She hesitated and chose to take the car.

As usual, she got off the car when she thought it would be delivered to Qingxue, and walked into Qingxue in a very ordinary way.

As soon as the limousine got out of the villa, it was surrounded by major media from all over the country in front of the villa.

Echizen Longyue, who was sitting in the car, was a little taken aback by the swarming of reporters. The faces distorted outside the car glass, and the sound of clicking cameras challenged the limit of her patience. face, overwhelming questions aimed at her.

Maybe it will be written by the media as a golden house, maybe it will be scolded bloody by Xiubi, or it may even be said to be a nurturing child.Just because of her precarious life experience like duckweed, and the huge disparity between her family background and Atobe's family, is an insurmountable gap between her and Atobe.

Echizen Long Yue sighed softly, it seemed that he would not even think about going out all day today.It can cause such a big sensation, you can guess one or two without thinking too much.It should be that they are coming back from England.The driver looked at her, saw her acquiescence, and returned the car to the villa.

Spread out the message left to me by the Atobe: Edelsitzt Gemüt, nichtim Geblüt. (Nobility does not exist in the blood, but in the heart.)

Echizen Longyue stood quietly in front of the huge French windows, lowered her head and sipped her black tea lightly, her posture was elegant and her eyes glanced at the group of people below, enjoying the calm of the summer before the storm alone.Even if she is alone now, she has to deal with it calmly.Today's sunshine is beautiful.

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