Cui Minhao half lowered his head, the sea breeze ruffled his hair, and the brown luster was faintly reflected in the wind, just like little by little stars in his dim eyes. He asked in a low tone: "Is it really so?
Dislike it?"
Han Xiaotao walked back, looked at him uneasily, hesitated for a long time, and then muttered: "Actually, I'm not very annoying, it's just a little bit stinky, really only a little bit. But you are so handsome and stinky.
It's right, so don't be embarrassed." When she is embarrassed, she likes to scratch the back of her head to cover up her embarrassment. Only at such times will she obediently put away her poisonous tongue to cater to him.
"If it's not disgusting, then what?" Cui Minhao looked at Han Xiaotao seriously, his eyes shining with anticipation.
"Ah? Um..." Han Xiaotao began to dodge his words. Yes, she should obviously hate him, hate his bad temper, hate his domineering arrogance, hate his unreasonable troubles, hate his...
Those were good things. Everything he had done for her made her feel at a loss when she was unprepared. He was once such a lofty young master, but now he stood in front of her nervously, just for her to say a word. This is still her
Do you know Cui Minhao? The Cui Minhao who just decided to be a contract lover with her and left without looking back. Han Xiaotao was afraid to believe him now, afraid that this was just part of the contract. She remained silent like this, with countless thoughts pouring out of her heart.
Cui Minhao grabbed her erratic hand and said urgently: "What you said just now, let's say it now. What are you afraid of? Don't you understand my heart? I like you, Han Xiaotao, do you hear me clearly?
?I like you, what about you?"
Han Xiaotao listened to Cui Minhao's confession in one breath and was stunned for three minutes. While she was surprised, a warm current of emotion slowly flowed out from her loving heart. She looked at Cui Minhao and twisted her head.
Pointing his fingers, "I...that...hate, I just hate you."
Cui Minhao's back stiffened, and he pursed his lips and stared at Han Xiaotao, with a look of disappointment in his eyes. "Really, is it just disgusting?"
"Yes, it's very annoying." Han Xiaotao took a deep breath and looked up at him, "I hate your self-involved concern. Why did you give me the quilt and let yourself get cold? Why would you rather fall to death with me than
Let go? Why are you worried that I will cause you to run almost to death? Why do you rush into the fire to save me? Do you know how scared I am? What should I do if something happens to you because of me? I will take
How can I repay your love? I have nothing but a heart that is afraid of falling in love with you. I can't give you anything, and I can't afford it." As she spoke, her thin shoulders trembled, and her eyes slowly turned red.
, flashing with silver spots of light.
"Afraid? What are you afraid of?" Cui Minhao asked.
"Cui Minhao, what do you like about me? I am just the granddaughter of a gardener. I am powerless, stupid and ordinary, but you are the eldest son of the Cui family. Although I don't want to admit it, there is no way to change you.
Why does the crown prince, who is like a noble, like me? Shouldn't there be only a contractual relationship between us?" Han Xiaotao looked at Cui Minhao and asked clearly.
"If I can like a powerful and intelligent woman, then how many people should I like? There are so many women in the world who are smarter and more beautiful than you. Should I like them? I
I like you because you are Han Xiaotao. You have a cheerfulness and smile that can light up the whole world. Because of you, I find that there are people and things worth protecting and fighting for. So there is something in you that no one else has.
, except for you, no one can do it." Cui Minhao's serious tone and eyes were a little domineering and unquestionable, but they made people feel slightly warm.
Han Xiaotao looked at him blankly and asked, "What is that? What is it?"
Cui Minhao took Han Xiaotao's hand and put it on his chest, and said firmly: "My heart. The heart I entrust to you is the unique Cui Minhao heart in the world. Only you can do it. Without you, I would not be able to do it."
I will lose my heart, so if I am with you, I will be complete."
Han Xiaotao's eye circles were flushed involuntarily, and she pursed her lips and said nothing. Min Hao's heartbeat came from the palm of her hand, a strong and regular heartbeat, just like the words he said, unquestionable. If it was
A lying heart would not be so unabashed. It was as if he had cut open his chest to show her, so completely exposed and sincere that she could not avoid it. Their gaze seemed to last as long as a century, Han Xiaotao
The tip of her nose was red from the cold, but her hands were full of warmth. The warmth from Cui Minhao's heart was injected into her heart bit by bit.
"Maybe I'm not what you imagined. I'm not that sunny and cheerful, and I can't give you the warmth of the world." Han Xiaotao lowered her head and said word by word. She was like a timid and fragile little girl.
Cats, when pampered by their owners, will also tremble with worry about the unknown tomorrow. Cui Minhao's heart tightened and he held her hand hard. These words made him uneasy, because they met and got to know each other with a little helplessness.
He was also afraid that this would become a distance that they could not bridge. Han Xiaotao was a hedgehog. Because he was timid, he lived a stubborn life. But she slowly raised her head and looked at him again, and the corners of her mouth slowly raised.
A smile. "But I will try my best to collect your heart and protect it with all my strength, because it is such a precious thing. I can't lie to myself and say, 'Let go, it doesn't belong to you.' Because it is very precious."
I like Min Hao, so if I didn’t work hard, I would definitely regret it. I..."
The rest of Han Xiaotao's words were choked in her throat by Cui Minhao's kiss. His soft lips were like dewy roses that had just bloomed, exuding a sweet fragrance, while she was an intoxicated butterfly, twitching gently, but unable to leave.
.
The moonlight illuminated their profiles, and the distant wind sounded like singing.
I just want to protect you like this until the end of time.
Langhuas flapped gently under their feet, kissing the golden and cold sand.
Han Xiaotao lay on Cui Minhao's back, resting her head on his shoulder.
"Cui Minhao, am I heavy? You seem to be very tired."
"A woman who can eat a whole table of food in one meal, do you think she's worth it?" Cui Minhao raised her eyebrows.
Han Xiaotao retorted dissatisfiedly: "You are too weak, okay? I didn't eat well today, how can I be heavy?"
Cui Minhao was a little bit dumbfounded - even though he had said the problem himself, he still didn't agree with it, and only Han Xiaotao could say it so matter-of-factly. "If you don't even know how to use a knife and fork, of course you can't eat well, you idiot."
"Who knew you would go to a Western restaurant?" Han Xiaotao muttered. "It's so boring to go to a Western restaurant for a party." Our cake shop employees will never go to such a place for gatherings, and they can't speak loudly, and they have to pay attention to many rules.
, how can I have a good meal? There is no atmosphere to get high at all."
"Then where are you all going to party?" Cui Minhao was a little disapproving. Whether it was a Western restaurant or a Chinese restaurant, as long as Cui Minhao wanted to make it, he could make it whatever he wanted, regardless of the rules. However, due to the tolerance he had developed since childhood, in
He still eats politely at the dinner table and does not act like a rogue. Although he is a demon king, he is still elegant and decent. After all, he is the child of our nobles. Even his ability to cope with the situation must be of a higher level than others.
.
"It's a snack street. But it's a little far away from the cake shop. Oh, it's because the cake shop is in a wealthy area, but a snack street like that won't open in a place like that. Really, every party has to be
It’s a long way from home, but you can eat very good and authentic food. My favorite is the kimchi pot from my fat grandma’s house, and the rice dumplings and fried rice cakes from the auntie’s house next door.” Han Xiaotao had a tendency to drool as he talked about it, with a look on his face.
Yearning for it, my stomach couldn't help but growl.
While Cui Minhao was worried that her saliva would drool all over his shoulders, he couldn't help laughing. "Han Xiaotao, are you a pig? If you eat like this, won't I have to carry a pig on my back in the future?"
"What? You are a pig! Big stupid pig!" Han Xiaotao retorted unconvinced.
"You're a stupid little pig!" Cui Minhao argued childishly.
"You are a stinky pig, a narcissistic pig, and a sunny pig!" Han Xiaotao pouted and racked her brains to search for words, refusing to admit defeat.
"Have you ever seen a pig with such long legs and such a good-looking appearance?" Cui Minhao simply started to lie. "The only pig that is as short as you is a lump of flesh."
Han Xiaotao looked at her cheeks, her eyes blazing. What, you said she was short? That she was fat? Cui Minhao, did you forget that I am still on your back? Han Xiaotao thought, and pounced on him and bit him.
ears, and I muttered in my heart with anger. Let you laugh at me just because my legs are long! Let you dislike me for growing fat! Let you mock me for eating too much!
"Ah!" Cui Minhao screamed in pain, shaking left and right to shake Han Xiaotao away. But Han Xiaotao held his neck tightly, and if he continued to struggle like this, Cui Minhao would almost break his sternum.
"Let's see if you still dare to talk nonsense!"
"Han Xiaotao, you must have been a puppy in your last life!"
"I will also be a puppy in this life! Woof woof."
"Ah, don't, don't bite!"
The two of them were noisy all the way and spent most of the night before returning to the holiday home. Jin Enzhe and Cui Huaijin had already rested. The lights in the room were dark, and Su Zhiyu didn't know if he was back. Cui Minhao carried Han Xiaotao back to the room and stood beside the bed.
He shook his shoulders and said, "Hey, Han Xiaotao, we're home." After waiting for a long time, there was no response. He turned his head half-way and smelled the salty fragrance of the sea breeze on Han Xiaotao's hair. She closed her eyes in relaxation, with long eyelashes.
She drooped down, with a look of exhaustion and comfort on her face. Because it was his back and his shoulders, she could rest assured and fall asleep halfway. Cui Minhao smiled, carefully helped her to the bed, and pulled up the quilt. He
He pushed aside her bangs that were blocking her forehead, kissed her lightly on the left forehead, and said softly: "Good night, silly girl."