Jiang Jiuxi couldn't tell whether he was in the world in the book or in real life, and looked at the man in front of him with some surprise and surprise.

is still so clear and stunning, her eyebrows and eyes are still as cold as snow on the mountain, but she is the brother next door who Jiang Jiu had a crush on when she was young, and she thought that she was only sixteen years old and like all Huaichun girls, she wrote a love letter to Fu Heng shyly.

I was embarrassed to send it, so I asked Mu Qiancheng, who was still living in Jiang's house at the time, to help me give it to Fu Heng.

Mu Qiancheng enthusiastically went to deliver the letter, but when she came back, she looked entangled and difficult to speak, and under Jiang Jiuxi's repeated questioning, she learned that her Zhuma brother had rejected her, and she already had someone she liked.

The proud little princess Jiang Jiuxi suddenly felt a little embarrassed, and later saw Fu Heng arrogantly holding her chin and ignoring her.

Later, the Fu family went to the army and never saw him again.

Because of Fu Heng's pearl in front, no one can enter Jiang Jiuxi's eyes, when he was young, the three elder brothers of the Jiang family stared closely, and when they entered the entertainment industry, they were all kinds of little milk dogs and little wolf dogs.

But there is still no one who can compare with Fu Heng.

Jiang Jiuxi looked at Huo Jingheng, compared with the twenty-two years old, he was still a big change, with coldness and innocence in his maturity, and there was still a trace of forbearance in his eyes, and he unconsciously shouted again: "...... Brother Fu Heng......"

Huo Jingheng frowned: "You recognized the wrong person!"

A sentence of recognizing the wrong person made Jiang Jiuxi come back to his senses violently, yes, she is now in the world of the book, how can there be Brother Fu Heng?

But why does it look so similar?

In a trance, I caught a very important clue, but I didn't have time to think about it, and I was a little confused: "I'm sorry." ”

said that he was going to take the little curly hair who had been silent and wanted to leave, but he didn't want the little curly hair to suddenly let go of her hand, walked in front of Huo Jingheng, and tried to look up at Huo Jingheng, who was much taller than himself.

The eyes were bright with joy, and after a while, he suddenly raised two chubby arms: "Hug~"

Jiang Jiuxi looked at the little curly hair in surprise, a little unsure of his intentions.

Huo Jingheng lowered his head and looked at the little curly, and he didn't quite understand what he meant.

But the little curly hair is very persistent, and still insists on holding his little arm, and deflats his little mouth: "Hug~"

I feel like I'm going to cry if I don't hug it.

Jiang Cheng was even more shocked, since Huo Jingheng had a psychological disorder, he didn't want to be close to people, even if he was a child, just when he thought that Huo Jingheng would definitely cruelly refuse this little milk bun.

But he didn't want Huo Jingheng to bend down and pinch the armpit of the little milk bag and hug it, opening his mouth wide and feeling like he could stuff an egg in.

After the little curly hair was picked up, he hugged Huo Jingheng's neck very naturally, and his little face rubbed Huo Jingheng's cheek affectionately, with joy and brightness in his eyes that could not be hidden.

Seeing this, Jiang Jiuxi could only shout a little curly: "Cub, come down, we still have something." ”

Considering that the little curly hair is sensitive, his voice didn't dare to be too harsh.

The little curly hair was rarely rebellious, his two little arms were tightly wrapped around Huo Jingheng's neck, his little face was hidden in his neck socket, and he said sullenly: "...... No. ”

Jiang Cheng saw a different hope, since Huo Sanshao did not reject this little milk bag, could this little milk bag be the medicine for him to untie the knot in his heart?

Thinking about the smile with a lively face: "This young lady, we are also going to the cemetery to worship our comrades-in-arms, why don't we go together? Just to see the child's father together." ”

Jiang Jiuxi: "......"

How does she know where the child's father is buried?