can i love you

High-pitched yelling and a rush of people.Like every morning, this sunny day is just like any other day.The streets and alleys of Xiamen are as simple and unsophisticated as ever.The birds in the distance are chirping and making noise.The noise was as loud as Maoqun's mood at the moment...

Just now Maoqun rushed to the company in a panic. After clocking in, he went straight to the garage and was suddenly dumbfounded.Where is the shadow of Bentley?There is only a half-old Santana parked there alone, like a lonely watcher, eagerly looking forward to a beautiful life soon!Maoqun's heart sank, and he lost all sleepiness in the morning.Only the pounding heartbeat remained, proving that he still had his senses.

"Old Qiao..." Xie Yunlai poked his head out from the security room, looked at Maoqun standing there stupidly, and couldn't help feeling puzzled.This old Qiao's usual hot-tempered style has become so smudged now!Well, there is still no response to this shout. "Old Joe, I said why are you staring blankly there.

Am I fired?What about the car?Maoqun was immersed in his own world, with a dignified expression.Suddenly I heard someone calling my name.I just came back to my senses. "Oh, thank you! I was thinking about Mr. Deng's Bentley? Why is it missing?" Maoqun was eager to know what was going on.

"Oh, that Mr. Deng drove the Bentley away last night. No, this is Santana's key! Look at what time it is, why are you so stupid. Hurry up and pick Mr. Deng!" It's almost eight o'clock!Xie Yunlai also hastened to remind, so as not to blame the superiors.

Take Mr. Deng? "You mean Mr. Deng asked me to pick him up?" Maoqun's heavy heart just now became agitated.Deng Feng also asked me to pick him up, thank God.The cheerfulness of the willows and flowers makes Maoqun almost jump for joy.

God is nagging, what happened this early in the morning, Xie Yunlai is a little dumbfounded, today isn't April Fool's Day, is it? "Old Qiao, you are so stupid. Aren't you in charge of Mr. Deng's itinerary? I really admire you! Why? Don't do it without Bentley?" Xie Yunlai threw the key to Maoqun.

"Hey, it's all right! Then I'm leaving!" Mao Qun, who took the key, returned to his usual chic.The black Santana galloped away.Xie Yunlai was left to shake his head!

For some reason, Mao Qun felt like he was reborn.Whistling along the way, Santana's performance was so-so, and it was easy to learn. In order to reach Deng Feng's house on time, Maoqun worked hard and increased his speed.On the smooth road, a beam of black lightning flew past.Leaving the leaves with curled tails fluttering in the wind...

Deng Feng was restless all morning, and now he is not in the mood to do the exercise he has persisted in for ten years.Last night, the pain was so painful that I tossed and turned for a long time and couldn't sleep.Fortunately, I struggled and took some anti-inflammatory drugs, and I felt a little better.He fell asleep in a daze.Last night was a turning point in my life. After crying, the tears gradually condensed, and the scars of the injury remained there impressively, which was shocking.Why can't you be cruel, why do you want him to exist.You fired him, aren't you very hurt?Since I can't see each other again, wouldn't my ears be quiet, and I will never return to that crazy night again!No more painful pasts!It's just that Deng Feng didn't do that and didn't take any measures.Except for the Bentley that witnessed the two shameless acts!The so-called Yiren suddenly caused dust.Difficult to give up heartbroken, reduced to alone.

Braking extremely fast, Maoqun checked the time, it was okay, it was just eight o'clock.Stay quietly in the car, waiting for Deng Feng.Complicated mood, longing, fear, excitement... mixed flavors.Click, the door opened.Wearing a neat suit, Deng Feng walked out slowly, his posture was a little awkward, and his face looked tired.Maoqun was so distressed that he really wanted to help him, since the intimate behavior happened, Maoqun regarded Deng Feng as his own!

"Xiaofeng, good morning!" Maoqun smiled awkwardly.

Deng Feng was so angry that he was still in the mood to laugh?You're awesome, aren't you, you're empty (Hokkien: self-righteous), aren't you?If I am still entangled with you, my surname is not Deng.Deng Feng was trembling with anger, and the cold state of mind just now emerged again.

"Hehe, good morning Mr. Qiao!" Deng Feng smirked so much that he wanted to vent his anger.

Maoqun's smile froze there, he was at a loss, his heart hurt like being stabbed by a knife!