Parting was right in front of her eyes, Yan Xin'er stared at him in tears with a pair of swollen walnut eyes.
Now I understand that if the person you like doesn't like you, then even if you are loved by thousands of people, you will still feel lonely.
"Do you want to cry like this all night?" Jiao Li said in a teasing tone, his fingers flowing backwards and smearing the tears on her cheeks.
This is the first time I've seen this sight.
Because no one has ever cried in front of him.
Yan Xin'er sniffed and shook her head.
"Wipe your tears clean, and don't look like you were bullied when you see your father."
"No, no, I will definitely give you a nice word in front of my father."
Jiao Li laughed silently: "Then I would like to thank you very much."
A touch of alienation, but with an indescribable affection. Especially when wiping his tears, he looked so affectionate.
Yan Xin'er unknowingly indulged in his gaze and couldn't help herself.
"Jiaoli...do you like me?"
He didn't know how much courage it took for her to say these three words, 'Do you like me?', even at the cost of all her pride.
The woman's reserve was finally defeated by her inner preference.
Even if Jiao Li refused at this moment, or said some disobedient words, she could bear it as long as he spoke.
Jiao Li felt dazed for a moment.
In fact, he had already sensed that something was wrong, because this girl's eyes were too hot and persistent.
Slowly lowering his head, Jiaoli looked at the woman in his arms: "You will regret it."
Yan Xin'er looked at him confused: "What do you regret?"
"If you like me, you will regret it."
As if seeing hope, Yan Xiner sat up from his arms: "No, no."
Jiao Li felt funny, this girl was too young after all.
She didn't even hear the warning in his words.
No matter who it is, falling in love with him will not end well.
"If you like me, what will your husband do?" Jiao Li gave a sly smile.
Yan Xin'er was stunned for a moment, but then said: "I don't care about this. At worst, I can tell my father the truth that I don't like Xuanyuan Si."
Xuanyuan Si... Jiao Li narrowed his eyes.
That arrogant and arrogant playboy.
Big hands suddenly tightened around her waist. Yan Xin'er felt pain but did not resist.
"There is no regret in taking medicine in this world. You have to think clearly." Jiao Li said.
Yan Xin'er suddenly hugged his neck and rubbed her little face against him like a cat: "Don't worry, I won't regret it. The worst... the worst is that I won't be the princess anymore."
But at this time, Yan Xin'er didn't understand that in Jiao Li's world, love was even more elusive than the clouds in the sky. How could he cherish it sincerely?
Her existence is limited to giving birth to children who will serve as stepping stones to her future success.
Of course, Yan Xin'er, who is quiet in her beautiful fantasy, will never know this secret.
…
The dewdrops emit colorful light under the refraction of the sun, and a new day has arrived.
Xuanyuan Mu was awakened by the sunshine. When he opened his eyes, he was stunned for a long time and did not come back to his senses.
The person in his arms looked satisfied, with a sweet smile on his lips.
Her hands were on her neck, and her hands... were actually on her waist.
This scene made Xuanyuan Mu fall into deep thought.
Before he went to bed, he just asked Jiao Li to protect her and prevent her from getting sick again. However, he did not ask Jiao Li to eat other people's tofu.
