Dasha walked over and sat next to him, and inserted her finger into his hair. Yang Geyong's hair was thick and curly, and it was hard to comb the comb.

Dasha’s favorite thing to do is to use her fingers to comb his hair. At this time, Yang Geyong is the most honest and will lie there motionlessly with his eyes closed, like a cat being fucked.

After a while, Yang Geyong suddenly said, "Dasha, let's get married."

Dasha shook her head: "No, my dear. I don't want you to be bound by anything, because you are a person who likes freedom."

Yang Geyong opened his eyes in surprise: "Don't you love me?"

Dasha lowered her head and kissed him: "You are my life. I can do anything for you, or even die for you. How can you ask this question?"

Yang Geyong was a little moved. In the blink of an eye, the two of them had been together for so many years. This woman has been with him silently without regrets, without any request.

Even knowing that he was getting married, he didn't show any depression or disappointment. No matter how stupid he was, he understood how sad she was at that time?

"Then why didn't you marry me?" Yang Geyong asked again.

"Because I am not worthy of you, but even if you don't want me in this life, I will wait for you here silently until I die. At that time, you can come to the cemetery to send a bouquet of flowers, and I will not be lonely in another world."

Yang Geyong hugged Dasha into his arms and hugged her tightly: "Why can I bear to let you go? You are my life too!"

Yang Geyong said the truth. Although he was not very touched by losing Zhao Ling'er, he really didn't know what to do if he lost Dasha?

Dasha stopped talking because in certain specific occasions, actions were more powerful than words.

More than an hour later, Dasha, who was limping there, looked at Yang Geyong with charming eyes: "You are a male bear. After so many years, why are you still so brave? Do you not eat meat when you go out?"

"Because I love you." Yang Geyong said it very naturally, directly blocking another problem for Dasha.

He is not very good at lying, but it does not mean that he will not be roundabout, but his mentality is: "Oh, I have a talent for labor and capital, what can I do?"

This time when he came to Russia, Yang Geyong was to arrange his business here. He liked Africa and was planning to stay there for a while.

Now Dasha has long been able to stand alone here. Not only is the famous rich man in Moscow, but also in Russia, he is not an unknown person.

Of course, compared with those energy tycoons, it is naturally worse. After all, they all have backends and have close ties with the government.

And she is just a pure businessman. Although she has some relationships, she is just a normal relationship.

Of course, she also has the friend Angela, whose father has been promoted again. Not to mention that the two of them are friends, even if they have a relationship with Ye Yuze, they will not ignore her if they have any problems.

"By the way, why haven't Yuze come yet? Angela is a little complaining." Thinking of this, Dasha couldn't help but ask.

Yang Geyong thought about his brothers and women, and he had a headache. They were all big bosses. However, Angela is really a problem. And Ivana, who is so unpopular, will have problems.

Thinking of this, Yang Geyong called, Ye Yuze patted his head, and felt a little regretful, and almost forgot these two people.

Ivana doesn't care, she just uses each other. But Angela is really not. The little girl really loves herself. So she told Yang Geyong to come tomorrow, but she didn't let him notify Angela.

Angela still works in the bank, but she is already the vice president and has more things to do. It’s just that they are used to distinguishing their work and spare time very clearly, so busyness is just the time to work.

She often thinks of her oriental boyfriend. She is very gentle, considerate, and sometimes violent.

At first glance, Wenwen was quiet and even a little weak, which was easy to be ignored. But only she knew best how powerful this man's energy was.

She knew that Ye Yuze was married, so she didn't blame him because the marriage partner was someone else's lover for many years.

According to Angela's personality, the married man will never take care of him anymore. With her family background and her own conditions, what kind of man can't be found?

It’s just that feelings are never dominated by reason and intelligence. Although I reminded myself to leave him ten thousand times in my heart, I still couldn’t help but miss him.

Being able to control and not call him on his own initiative is already the limit Angela can do.

But that guy often ignores her existence as soon as he leaves Moscow, as if she is the tool he puts here and will only use it when he comes. Once he leaves, it has nothing to do with him.

Therefore, Angela spent the past few years in deciding to forget, and it was hard to forget.

As time goes by, Angela has become more and more beautiful. If she used to be a little girl, she has now become a mature and intellectual beauty.

When walking on the street, people often chat with each other. After all, people here are not as reserved as Chinese. They only dare to look at them secretly.

Get off work on time at five o'clock. Today Angela wore a professional outfit, a black suit, a skirt, stockings, and high heels. She walked down the marble steps of the unit "dao" all the way, and all she got was envious and jealous eyes.

A black Mercedes-Benz drove over, and Angela smiled at the corner of her lips. This was Dasha's car, and this best friend came to have dinner with her again.

Not polite, Angela opened the car door and sat in, but she was greeted by a large handful of bright roses.

Angela screamed excitedly, Russian women like romance. If you marry her, you can not buy a house or give a bride price, but there must be a little romance in life, otherwise no girl will fall in love with you.

"Dear, what day is today? Why do you want to give me flowers?" Angela took the flowers and asked.

But before he finished speaking, the face behind the flower was already revealed. Looking at Ye Yuze who was smiling and slutty, Angela threw the flower into the back seat and threw it on her and kissed Ye Yuze wildly.

As she kissed, Angela's tears flowed out. Then she bit Ye Yuze's shoulder hard.

Ye Yuze didn't move, letting her bite, he could feel that his shoulder clothes were wet, not that he had bleeding from bites, but that Angela's tears.

At this moment, Ye Yuze felt guilty. Since this girl followed him, she had never accepted a penny of her own. Even the gifts were all worthless.

Ye Yuze understood that people love themselves. Not others, but they are so busy... Sometimes they really can't take care of them.
Chapter completed!