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"Zhutian, what are you looking at?" Zhuge Lang glanced at Long Zhutian sideways, curious about the loss of his expression just now, which he had never seen before.

Long Zhutian did not answer him, but stepped on the accelerator and drove the car. However, a five-year-old figure and the clear and spiritual figure just now appeared in his mind.

Ten years have passed, and she must have grown up so big, right?

I wonder what she will look like?

Will it be like the girl just now?

Zhuge Lang knew that his partner had never talked much, so he stopped asking more questions, but squinted his eyes and rested.

Zhuge Lang's temperament is completely opposite to Long Zhutian. His skin is fair and short chestnut-colored hair. Under his handsome thick eyebrows are a pair of curved peach eyes, a high nose, and a moderately thick thin lips always hold this dazzling smile. In addition, he likes to wear white clothes. No matter how he looks, he looks like a prince charming who comes out of a fairy tale, handsome, gentle, elegant and sexy.

The car slowly drove out of City A and was galloping like a real Hummer on the highway...

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"Min Gang, Min Gang--"

Suddenly, sweet calls came from the front.

Hearing this name that was very special to her last life, Yang Zimei's heart trembled slightly and she looked up.

A girl who was about fifteen years old, tall and convex, wearing a light green sleeveless knee-length skirt, white short boots, and slightly curly black hair. She was screaming excitedly. Her fair and flawless cheeks were slightly shimmering with a faint red pink, and her plump lips, like rose petals, opened slightly, revealing her white and neat teeth.

In front of a tea shop in front of her, a tall and thin boy stood. He heard the cry and turned his head slightly, with his short black hair, clean skin, a handsome face full of sunshine, and his dark eyes as warm as water.

Min Gang!

Seeing Min Gang who had grown up as a teenager, Yang Zimei's heart seemed to be fiddled with, and trembled slightly. His mind was constantly overlapping with the old crying Min Gang at the age of five and the mature and steady Min Gang at the age of twenty-eight.

Her mood felt strange, but she was a little excited and expectant. It turned out that when Min Gang was young, she was as handsome as a cherry blossom boy.

"Min Gang, do you want to buy tea?" The girl stepped forward and looked up at Min Gang with a happy face.

"Yes." Min Gang nodded lightly and smiled, but the smile did not reach his eyes, but was just out of politeness.

Seeing his indifferent and alienated attitude towards the girl, Yang Zimei felt very happy for some reason.

"Min Gang, my family also opens a tea shop. What kind of tea do you want? I will choose the best one to give to you." The girl seemed not to see his cold attitude and continued to raise a beautiful smile.

"Murong Yan, thank you, I'll buy it myself." After Min Gang finished speaking, he asked the tea shop owner to weigh a few taels of Tieguanyin.

Yang Zimei is still familiar with the name Murong Yan, because on the first day of school, she heard someone comparing her with the school beauty Murong Yan.

Also, I heard a lot of discussions bringing Murong Yan and Min Gang together to talk about it, saying that their school beauties and grasses are born together.

The two of them stood together, handsome men and beautiful women, and they were really a perfect match.

Yang Zimei felt a little uncomfortable.

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Chapter completed!