"Miaomiao, remember, you have to cook for yourself in the future. No matter how delicious the food is outside, you don't want to eat it unless you see how it is made." Xiang Yutian said.
"..."
Jiang Weiwei's hands were trembling, and he couldn't tear the tissue open no matter how hard he tried.
Xiang Yutian continued, "Don't make fake nails, don't keep long nails, it will scratch yourself."
"..."
Jiang's only attention was on the tissue. He tried his best to tear it, but he still couldn't tear it open.
Why is this small pack of wet wipes so difficult for her?
Why is it so difficult to tear a hole?
"Stop working for that blind man. He is a disabled person who can't even take care of himself and can't take care of you." Xiang Yutian said in a low voice, "My Miaomiao must be taken care of like a princess."
"..."
Jiang Weiyi exerted great force and finally tore open the tissue bag, raised his face to look at the inexplicable seriousness on his face, and asked with a sour nose, "Xiang Yutian, what are you talking about?"
"I am leaving my last words." Xiang Yutian said calmly, "Can't you hear it?"
It's as simple as eating a pan-fried bun.
"..."
Jiang Weiwei looked at him blankly, his eyes suddenly turned red, and he took a wet tissue and put it on his mouth.
"..."
Xiang Yutian's mouth was sealed and his brows furrowed slightly.
This woman...
"Stop talking." Jiang Weiwei said softly, with a hint of resentment in his voice, not allowing him to continue.
Xiang Yutian stared at her deeply.
Jiang Weiwei took the wet tissue and wiped his face, then lowered his head and concentrated on wiping off the oil stains on his hands.
"I always say, you have to remember them all and don't forget anything." Xiang Yutian said, with his usual domineering tone, "Especially in food, you are not allowed to eat anything with MSG, and you are not allowed to eat junk food...
"
"Can you please stop talking!"
Jiang Weiwei said excitedly, holding a tissue and wiping his hands fiercely.
Every word he spoke was a sign of affection for her.
She knew that his end was coming soon, but couldn't she lie to herself for a few more days?
"Miao Miao."
Xiang Yutian threw away the tissue, raised his hand to lift her chin, looked into her red eyes, gently slid his fingertips across her chin, and said with a sexy and seductive voice, "I am willing to die for you, this has nothing to do with you, death
It’s nothing to me, don’t put a psychological burden on yourself, you still have to live alone.”
"I said I would accompany you."
"No!" Xiang Yutian refused sternly.
"You can't control me."
Ever since she saw the photo in Ancheng's bedroom, she had lost all hope.
She just wanted to spend the last time with him.
When he dies, she will accompany him.
In this way, everything is over.
"Miaomiao." Xiang Yutian cupped her face with his slender fingers, "I don't believe in the existence of souls, so if you stay with me, we won't be together."
"..."
"I want you to live." Xiang Yutian's fingertips gently caressed her face, and his eyes as deep as the sea showed deep reluctance, "It's just that I don't trust you."
"..."
The heat from his fingertips almost burned her.
"The world in my eyes is too complicated and turbulent, but you are so clean and don't leave a good last word. I don't trust you to live alone."
Xiang Yutian touched her face and touched a tear in the corner of her eye with his fingertips.
"You still think I'm clean now?"
Jiang Weiwei asked back.
She is an undercover agent, she is a member of AN, and she is the one who brought him to the edge of death. "Miaomiao, remember, you have to cook for yourself in the future. No matter how delicious the food is, you haven't seen how it is made with your own eyes.
, don’t go and eat it." Xiang Yutian said.
"..."
Jiang Weiwei's hands were trembling, and he couldn't tear the tissue open no matter how hard he tried.
Xiang Yutian continued, "Don't make fake nails, don't keep long nails, it will scratch yourself."
"..."
Jiang's only attention was on the tissue. He tried his best to tear it, but he still couldn't tear it open.
Why is this small pack of wet wipes so difficult for her?
Why is it so difficult to tear a hole?
"Stop working for that blind man. He is a disabled person who can't even take care of himself and can't take care of you." Xiang Yutian said in a low voice, "My Miaomiao must be taken care of like a princess."
"..."
Jiang Weiyi exerted great force and finally tore open the tissue bag, raised his face to look at the inexplicable seriousness on his face, and asked with a sour nose, "Xiang Yutian, what are you talking about?"
"I am leaving my last words." Xiang Yutian said calmly, "Can't you hear it?"
It's as simple as eating a pan-fried bun.
"..."
Jiang Weiwei looked at him blankly, his eyes suddenly turned red, and he took a wet tissue and put it on his mouth.
"..."
Xiang Yutian's mouth was sealed and his brows furrowed slightly.
This woman...
"Stop talking." Jiang Weiwei said softly, with a hint of resentment in his voice, not allowing him to continue.
Xiang Yutian stared at her deeply.
Jiang Weiwei took the wet tissue and wiped his face, then lowered his head and concentrated on wiping off the oil stains on his hands.
"I always say, you have to remember them all and don't forget anything." Xiang Yutian said, with his usual domineering tone, "Especially in food, you are not allowed to eat anything with MSG, and you are not allowed to eat junk food...
"
"Can you please stop talking!"
Jiang Weiwei said excitedly, holding a tissue and wiping his hands fiercely.
Every word he spoke was a sign of affection for her.
She knew that his end was coming soon, but couldn't she lie to herself for a few more days?
"Miao Miao."
Xiang Yutian threw away the tissue, raised his hand to lift her chin, looked into her red eyes, gently slid his fingertips across her chin, and said with a sexy and seductive voice, "I am willing to die for you, this has nothing to do with you, death
It’s nothing to me, don’t put a psychological burden on yourself, you still have to live alone.”
"I said I would accompany you."
"No!" Xiang Yutian refused sternly.
"You can't control me."
Ever since she saw the photo in Ancheng's bedroom, she had lost all hope.
She just wanted to spend the last time with him.
When he dies, she will accompany him.
In this way, everything is over.
"Miaomiao." Xiang Yutian cupped her face with his slender fingers, "I don't believe in the existence of souls, so if you stay with me, we won't be together."
"..."
"I want you to live." Xiang Yutian's fingertips gently caressed her face, and his eyes as deep as the sea showed deep reluctance, "It's just that I don't trust you."
"..."
The heat from his fingertips almost burned her.
"The world in my eyes is too complicated and turbulent, but you are so clean and don't leave a good last word. I don't trust you to live alone."
Xiang Yutian touched her face and touched a tear in the corner of her eye with his fingertips.
"You still think I'm clean now?"
Jiang Weiwei asked back.
She was an undercover agent, she was a member of AN, and she was the one who brought him to the brink of death.