Love is in Yinglan Princess Mononoke

But when the door was closed, no one knew that there was a girl with a transparent body huddled in the corner of the wall. At this time, she was just hugging her body, her eyes closed powerlessly after seeing the disappearance of that figure.

"Goodbye... Mirror Night..." She stretched out her hand, trying to grab something, only that white hand seemed to be scattered and slowly began to melt.

She couldn't leave him, but now she was powerless to follow him. .

so. .I really want to leave. .Seeing her body becoming more and more transparent, she knew that she might have to leave here, regardless of her being here, if she was still conscious, she would definitely remember his name.

Feng Jingye. .

She doesn't regret losing her own life, just because she didn't have her life when she came here. .

The eyelashes closed weakly, but there was a satisfied smile on her lips. Suddenly, her figure became clear, and then became transparent again, only the outside wind blowing in slightly. , there is some musty smell here.

Outside the door, Feng Jingye just looked at the few people who were tied up, he raised his lips and sneered, and approached them.

"Who are you?" The boss's face was swollen from being beaten, and now he can only look at the devil-like boy in front of him with one eye, who is he, and how come he has so many people.

"Remember my name, Feng Jingye..." He said lightly, then turned and left.

And Ichiro's lips kept trembling, "Feng Jingye, the third son of the Feng family, boss, we lost money, and he is also an extremely rich man."

His head was hit hard again. .This time it wasn't his boss, but the person standing in front of them who threw them into the car like sandbags,

"Ichiro, I'm going to kill you..." There was a roar from the boss in the car, and then a bang, and there was no more sound.

They are still in prison, and go dreaming their dreams.

"Senior Sweetheart, I want to ask you a question," Feng Jingye put his hand by his side, for some reason, he felt a sense of loss in his heart, as if he had lost something, a little uncomfortable.

"What's the matter, I'm listening." Sweetheart smiled cutely. After the matter was over, he wanted to go back and eat cake.

"Senior Sweetheart, do you know under what circumstances you can make bullets stop suddenly and then fall?" Feng Jingye put her hand on her nose, her side face covered by the shadow was a little dark. dark,

"What is this?" Sweetheart put her finger under her chin. According to common sense, this is impossible. After finishing speaking, Sweetheart nodded vigorously.

"Well, it's impossible," Tian also said, he never tells lies, so it's impossible, unless it is. .Damn it. .

"Really?" Feng Jingye glanced back at the old building, and watched for a long time, until Tianxin pulled his sleeve, "Let's go, Xiao Jing is going back. The police will come soon Here, our mission is complete."

"En, I see," Feng Jingye withdrew her eyes, but her heart seemed to be here.He sat in the car, thinking all the time. .

After school, he walked back to his room, but it felt like the room was already empty, but today it looked like it was getting more and more empty. We came back.However, after he finished speaking, he was stunned. When did he acquiesce in the existence of another one.However, today, it is a little different.

He turned on his computer, and the recent funds of the PR department seemed to be increasing again. Senior Sweetheart was eating more and more. I have to say that he was the biggest expense in the PR department, but that was not the case. The way, the blue light reflected on his face, but he didn't know what to do next. Today, his father said that he did a good job, but not too much. He understood, no matter what he did Excellence, is it never enough with my father?

He suddenly remembered the snowflake that fell in his hand at the school's annual banquet, and the words written on it, Come on Jingye.

Yes, come on, who said that the third son can't inherit the family business, and what he wants to do is to show everyone that he, Feng Jingye, is the best.

Lowering his head again, he tapped the keyboard with his fingers, and in the room, only Dada's voice came, looking at the bed.Looking around the room, there was no shadow that he didn't know.