Chapter 72 [022] Young Min Gang

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"Zutian, what are you looking at?" Zhuge Lang squinted at Long Zhutian, very curious about the look of loss on his face, which he had never seen before.

Long Zhutian didn't answer him, but stepped on the accelerator and started the car, but a small five-year-old figure and the clear figure just now kept appearing in his mind.

Ten years later, she should have grown so big, right?

Wonder what she will look like?

Will it be like the girl just now?

Zhuge Lang knew that his partner didn't talk much, so he didn't ask any more questions, but closed his eyes and rested.

Zhuge Lang's temperament is completely opposite to that of Long Zhutian. He has fair complexion, short maroon hair, a pair of arc-length peach blossom eyes under his handsome thick eyebrows, a high nose, and thin lips that are of moderate thickness. The dazzling smile, coupled with his preference to wear white clothes, looks like a prince charming from a fairy tale, handsome, gentle, elegant and sexy.

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

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"Min Gang, Min Gang—"

Suddenly there was a sweet call from the front.

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

One is about fifteen years old, tall, with bumps and bumps, wearing a light green sleeveless knee-length skirt, white short boots, with slightly curly black hair, looking extremely beautiful girl excitedly. She shouted, her fair and flawless cheeks were slightly flushed with a touch of pink, and her full lips like rose petals were slightly opened, revealing her neat white teeth.

In front of a tea shop in front of her, stood a tall, tall and thin boy. Hearing the voice, he turned his head slightly. He had short black hair, clean skin, a handsome face full of sunshine, and dark eyes. Warm as water.

Min Gang!

Seeing Min Gang, who has grown into a young man, Yang Zimei's heart seemed to be fiddled with by others, and she trembled slightly. In her mind, the old crying Min Gang and the 28-year-old mature and stable man kept overlapping in his mind. Min Gang.

Her mood felt strange, but she was a little excited and looking forward to it. It turned out that when Min Gang was young, he was as handsome and sunny as a cherry blossom boy.

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

"Yeah." Min Gang nodded lightly and smiled, but the smile didn't reach his eyes, it was just politeness.

Seeing his indifferent attitude towards the girl, Yang Zimei felt a good mood for some unknown reason.

"Min Gang, my family also owns a tea house. What kind of tea do you want, I'll pick the best one for you." The girl continued to smile with a beautiful smile as if she didn't see his indifferent attitude.

"Murongyan, thank you, I bought 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 Murongyan, because on the first day of school, she heard someone comparing her to the school beauty Murongyan.

In addition, I also heard a lot of talk about bringing Murongyan and Min Gang together to talk, saying that they were a natural couple.

The two of them stood together, handsome and beautiful, and they really matched a pair.

Yang Zimei's heart felt a little uncomfortable.

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