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1057. The Affair of the Sons and Daughters of the Huangfu Family 9

In fact, there is already a destination, but I don't want to tell the young boy with a handsome outline in front of him.

"It arrives." The location of the airport was relatively biased. Huang Funing was unwilling to take the private helicopter of the Huangfu family. He said that it was too much and uncomfortable. Ning Xiaotong did not insist.

Huang Funing took out his passport, ID card and air ticket, raised his hand to touch, but his hand paused in the air.

He, no longer, when he was young, he could touch the height.

With a smile, "I still have to apologize to my mother." Huang Funing told me.

"I know." Huang Fuyi responded impatiently, every time she looked like a little adult. As everyone knows, she just understood everything, and made herself feel distressed.

Want to share some of her, but she refuses to die.

The plane rose empty, the figure on the ground became smaller and smaller, and eventually turned into a small dot, and no longer visible.

Huang Funing smiled, and suddenly she shed tears.

Xiao Yi, sorry, this time, I chose to escape again.

Not because I don't like you, but because, I can't.

Xiao Yi, you will definitely find a better girl than me, she will definitely take care of you more meticulous than me.

Xiao Yi, you have to be happy.

On the plane, the gentle and sweet voice of the stewardess came.

"The plane is about to land in Provence, please take it to help and stabilize."

As soon as the sound fell, the plane was bumpy and reached the end.

A person traveled to Huang Funing for a long time. From the moment he knew the feelings hidden in Huangfu's heart, he had always traveled alone.

According to the reservation route, Huang Funing quickly reached the destination.

Looking at the lavender with a piece of lavender in front of it, the endless purple ocean, the little bit of sadness in the heart dissipated.

No matter how good he is, after all, he still does not belong to himself.

Take out the painting clip, pave the paper, pull out the pencil, Huang Funing has a few tourists, relatively quieter corners, and the pencils are used to draw a large number of lavender in front of them.

Although it is only a deep monochrome, it has been seen from the layers of lines that the beautiful shape of lavender flowers, clusters of lively and vividly appear on white paper.

Occasionally, tourists with different skin colors will stay briefly.

The quiet girl, a light -colored chiffon shirt, reveals the long and white neck, like a white swan with elegant stretching wings, grace, elegant.

After a painting ended, Huang Funing shifted his mind from the painting, and found that there were already people surrounded by people around.

Put away the painting board, smile at the people around him humblely, and walk away.

A teenager with a deep outline in front of him blocked Huang Funing's way.

Huang Funing raised his eyebrows to the teenager, with doubts in his eyes.

"Can you give me that painting, do you give me?" The teenager asked in fluent Chinese, apparently seeing it, Huang Funing was an Oriental.

Huang Funing is still the gentle smile.

How can this painting be given to him?

Because the back of the painting is a secret secret.

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City A, the lights are bright, and the whole city has a layer of prosperity.

Two teenagers with little age difference are standing by the window, overlooking the sea of ​​lights.


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