1617. When will I come home with you? 1

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However, he felt that he was still young and his homework was relatively heavy, so he never finished it.

Who would have thought that when I came back this time, I would see Miss Jasmine again. She had grown up, was more beautiful than before, and had lost her arrogance.

On the contrary, I have become more approachable, my words and deeds are much gentler, my smile is kind, and I am more beautiful than before.

But Xiaohu knew that Miss Jasmine was not someone he could reach, she was a little princess.

He just looked at her silently from a distance, hoping that she would be happy and that she could find the man she liked.

The man who dragged her away last time was her sweetheart. That man looked so outstanding, just like the sun, he could dazzle anyone just by looking at him.

Miss Jasmine must be very happy to be with such a man.

Only such a man can be worthy of her.

Xiaohu closed his eyes silently. Although he felt a little sour in his heart, he still wished Sister Jasmine happiness.

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Here, watching Jasmine come out of the door, Huo Ziming opened the car door gracefully, holding a bouquet of red roses and standing in front of Jasmine.

Jasmine's face turned red: "Hey, why are you so vulgar? Just like those men with sexy hair, standing in front of a girl holding such a big bouquet of roses is really vulgar."

"It doesn't matter what the vulgarity is, the vulgarity is the king! We will grow old together in a vulgar way!"

"...I really can't do anything to you..."

"I know you like red roses the most, because they are as red as the blood of your lover."

Jasmine's cheeks flushed again: "Who told you?"

"The mountain man has his own clever plan. Of course I know it. Come on, get in the car, honey, let's go and eat."

Jasmine got in the car obediently. Huo Ziming was in a good mood today and whistled: "Baby, when will you come to our house to play and meet my parents?"

When Jasmine heard this, her expression changed drastically.

Huo Ziming thought it was a shy girl and tapped her forehead intimately.

"It's okay. My family won't eat you. I told you, I have a sister. Oh, by the way, you've met her before. My sister is a big star. She has a little bad temper.

Okay, but it doesn't matter. She listens to me the most. I believe that after telling her clearly, she will become your good friend. As for my parents, that won't be a problem. My father is the most loving man in the world.

My mother is the gentlest woman in the world, and she will definitely like you."

Jasmine looked at Huo Ziming blankly, her mouth opening and closing.

A picture emerged in her mind. She also hoped that she could hold Huo Ziming's hand and walk through the door of the Huo family openly, receive the smiling face of Huo Ziming's father, and receive the gentle care of Huo Ziming's mother.

But she understood that this was too difficult.

Although the Huo couple loved her when she was a child, they are no longer the same as before.

After knowing that they would bring amnesia and other disasters to Huo Ziming, could they still treat her as before?

Huo Tianai hates her so much, would he want to see her again?

Therefore, although Huo Ziming enthusiastically described the warm scene of her arrival at his home in Jasmine's ears, Jasmine's heart was so sour!

For a long time, Huo Ziming looked at Jasmine's distracted face and patted her thigh intimately: "Hey, what are you thinking about? Is the ugly daughter-in-law afraid of meeting her parents-in-law? They need to meet her anyway. It's better to meet her sooner than later.

Don’t worry, even though you are stupid, I don’t dislike you anymore, and my parents won’t dislike you.”

Jasmine coughed lightly and said as gently as possible: "Ziming..."

"Well? How about we go this weekend?"

The smile on Jasmine's face froze, and after a while she said in a very low voice: "What should you do if your parents don't like me?"

——This is it~~~~


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