The Devil King of fast wear was a little sweet ( Machine Translation )

In the blink of an eye, July arrived.

From that day onwards, Xia Ling never mentioned meeting Cheng Hao again.

Cheng Hao was the frog that she boiled in warm water.

Since when did Cheng Hao give up on jumping out of her pot of warm water? Xia Ling must have succeeded... ...

In order to go to England as an exchange student, Xia Ling had been preparing for it a month in advance.

She bought a house in city a that was more than 100 square meters and spent a few million yuan on it.

The scattered things were all moved into the new house that had been renovated.

One night, Cheng Hao seemed to have casually asked her about her flight.

Xia Ling guessed that Cheng Hao was going to meet her in England.

She carried her luggage and boarded the plane.

*

Xia Ling bought a first-class cabin.

The view here was wide and there weren't many people sitting there.

As soon as her luggage was settled, there was a commotion behind her.

A slender figure walked in.

He was wearing a gray shirt with the cuffs casually rolled up. A button on his collarbone was unbuttoned and his entire body was filled with the scent of a man.

His slender legs were wrapped in his suit pants and his hand was in his trouser pocket.

Cheng Hao looked around the cabin, and his gaze fell on the black-haired girl who revealed a corner.

She sat by the corridor and looked out of the Porthole. From his side, he could see her delicate and beautiful side profile.

Cheng Hao walked to her side and sat down on the other side of the corridor.

He had inquired about Mu Rou's flight ticket in advance on this flight to England and booked all the seats in the first-class cabin.

Therefore, it was impossible for anyone other than him and Mu Rou to appear in this first-class cabin.

*

Cheng Hao looked at the girl.

She was wearing a white shirt with half of the HEM tucked into a pair of Pale blue jeans.

With her hair in a ponytail, the girl looked out of the window. The ponytail was young and beautiful, and her ears were fair and delicate.

Mu Rou had a beautiful oval face and a straight nose. She looked out of the window and from Cheng Hao's point of view, it was a standard side profile kill.

The light from the porthole shone in from the outside and landed on the girl.

Gentle and delicate.

Mu Rou had all the looks that Cheng Hao had ever thought of.

Cheng Hao did not expect that the little girl he thought of, Mu Rou, would be so beautiful and have such spiritual essence.

There weren't many traces of makeup on Mu Rou's body. Her face was clean, and her eyes were clear. There was also clear spirit energy coming out of her body.

*

Xia Ling had sensed Cheng Hao's existence from the moment Cheng Hao stepped into the upper class cabin.

The Devil King's Aura couldn't be concealed.

She was waiting for him to speak.

However, Cheng Hao came to her side and didn't say anything. His deep gaze fell on her face first.

Xia Ling didn't wear makeup today, and she didn't even wear perfume.

Cheng Hao had said in an interview that he liked clean girls.

Her body after being purified by the spirit energy and her skin when she went without makeup were things that the girls in this world could not compare to.

She could feel that Cheng Hao also liked her like this.

Xia Ling did not turn her head, but she felt that the affinity of 'a tree full of flowers' was growing.

This was something that had not happened for a long time!

The Third Cherry blossom quietly rose to three-fourths of its original position.

As long as she put in a little more effort, Cheng Hao would be able to reach the threshold of liking her.

*

Turning her head, Xia Ling frowned.

She looked at Cheng Hao.

"You... Cheng... Best Actor Cheng! "

Just in time to be shocked, she stood up. Xia Ling's vigilance turned into surprise. Her eyelashes trembled as if she had thought of something.

"Cheng... Cheng Hao! You are Cheng Hao! "

The girl's surprised and frightened expression satisfied Cheng Hao's vanity.

"Yes, I am Cheng Hao. " His eyes were smiling as his thin lips curled.