Chapter 3089: Buried in my heart

However, Tong Yan seems to have only made his own.
In the kitchen, the thick steak is fragrant and flowing around.
She only fry one for herself, fried it and made a fruit salad, then transferred to the restaurant.
Her restaurant is next to the kitchen, the floor-to-ceiling design, where Shi Yanyang is located, can still clearly see every scene in her.
Even including the design in her villa.
For more than a year here, she seems to have adapted to a person's life.
All the furnishings in the villa are full of singularity.
She placed only a pot of personal plates, cutlery, tables, chairs, sofas, and even potted plants on the balcony.
Everything in the interior of the villa, like telling everyone, she alone, can live very well, very good.
No need to disturb anyone, read quietly every day, live, morning, sleep at night, every day between school and villa, her world, no one is still working.
Shi Yanyang quietly looked at this scene outside, inexplicable, a little embarrassed in the chest.
Tong Yan side quietly sat at the table facing him, poured a small glass of wine for himself, a wine with a bite of meat to solve his dinner, still did not look in his direction, and then freely took it from the shelf A book was read on a single sofa.
The night is getting more and more heavy.
The surrounding lights are scattered from the original zeros and become a little bit of stars.
Near the villa, thousands of lights are on fire.
At eight o'clock in the evening, the snow started again in the air.
The crystal clear and petal-like floats in the air, the whole sky is like a white flower rain, surrounded by instant, snow dancing.
A piece of snow fluttered lightly, falling on the back of Shi Yanyang's hand, he stared quietly at the back of his hand, and suddenly there was countless past in the brain, which happened in a similar scene. Picture.
In every picture, without exception, it is all her face.
When did she start, her body image was rooted in his mind, and the madness spread, he didn't know.
Even including the words that today said to Julissa, Shi Yanyang did not have any previews before.
He didn't know what he said at the time.
For her, she seems to have been like this.
Usually, the two people clearly did not make any progress, and they did not have the stage of trying to get along with ordinary men and women. However, when they suddenly looked back, they found that she was in his head, and in my heart, there was a root.
Another point is that the implementation does not pay attention to what he said today.
With Julissa talking about the pile of words, he has so many adjectives, in fact, every one is a portrayal of the child's face, and there is no shadow in the square.
I don't know when it started, all the positions in his heart, the figure that occupies, there is only one!
Fang Chixia started very early and very early, and he was hardly remembered by him.
However, Shi Yangyang did not realize that...
The child's face in the house is still reading a book. The whole line of sight did not look in the direction of Shi Yangyang. As if, standing outside the door, it was really a stranger to her.
She studied this heavy architectural book for several hours. At twelve o'clock, she was somewhat sleepy.
Living alone, she is very casual in all aspects.
Did not return to the house, she directly curled up on the personal sofa to play a nap.