My heart was filled with heartache, and wiped it, hugging her slender waist: "What's wrong... Is it because I'm asking me to answer the phone, or is it because I'm asking me to draw a puppy for you?"
"I'm not that boring..."
"I'm also talking about it, why are you crying well? Women, it's just a problem."
Seeing the tears in her eyes gathered more and more, Situ Chenjue felt a little helpless.
This feeling of helplessness is unprecedented.
He was a mature young man and was able to plan everything. He was able to control the situation in the shortest time. He was rarely at a loss.
In the past, when dealing with women, we were completely in accordance with our own will and did not consider women's feelings at all.
But now, this woman pouted, frowned, and a tear could make waves in his heart.
He coaxed her a little clumsyly: "Okay, okay, I won't answer the phone with you on my back again, okay? You clingy little slug, you really can't do anything to you..."
"I...I'm not unhappy because you called......"
"Why is that? Because I drew you a puppy... Alas, I don't like puppy. I'll draw a piggy for you next time, okay... Well..."
"Woo..." Feeling his tenderness, her tears fell even more simply.
"Why are you crying..."
He only felt black threads on his head, his muscles on his face were sore, and he had never had such a hard time coaxing Jasmine.
However, my heart is sweet.
Men all have a heroic complex for big men. Even if they knew that this woman had her own personality, ideas, and principles, she was a wonderful woman with a strong aura, and she could even handle all the complicated affairs of the Star Group when she was away. It was definitely not
An ignorant little girl.
But now she was crying, relying on herself, and her coquettish look really made his heart melt.
I felt that I was her heaven. Under her protection, she was like a cherry blossom covered by thick curtains, which would not fall or be blown away by the wind.
He wants to do his best to protect her and protect her.
She is the eternal flower in his heart, the eternal spring.
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Huanyan leaned on his arms, and tears soaked a large piece of his shirt, cool and sticky.
I felt a little embarrassed. I cried like this, and I was afraid that even my nose was stuck on his high-end custom shirt.
However, she felt that such tears were sweet, because at least someone held her in her arms, and no matter how she cried, she would be comforted by soft voices.
This feeling of love for someone seems to finally get the opportunity to be proud.
[Only someone loves it can be arrogant]
She was lonely and wandering all her life, no one loved her, no one cherished her, everyone lied to her, and used her, and even said that the man she loved her, but she didn't even know who she was.
But I didn't expect that I had gained such love inexplicably, and for this moment, much pain is worth it...
She made up her mind that if one day she and Situ Chenjue separated, she would not resent, but would only remember the beauty of this moment...
However, people's hearts are often not manipulated by themselves...
It took a long time before Huanyan realized that love and hate were originally two sides, with no love and no hatred.
She snuggled up like this, completely delivering herself in his arms.