Her tone seemed plain, but it was actually full of a strong sense of vinegar.

Feng Hao stretched out his arm and wrapped her whole in his arms, and said softly: "How can I let her move your things, your clothes are all sorted out by Lily, what's the matter? Who told you anything?"

He remembered that one time when they had spent the night in the presidential suite of the Langston Hotel, he had indeed asked his family to bring her clothes.

She was silent, thinking of Kyoto, thinking of her grandmother and Li Wanqing, her heart was already in pain. She wanted to say that he couldn't feel the hurt and pain in her heart.

But when he thought about it, how could he not feel pain in his heart when she left.

In the final analysis, they abuse each other as deeply as they love each other. Now that they are inseparable from each other, what's the point of saying that?

But now that her brother's affairs are still there, it is really sad for her to go back and face her grandmother, who doesn't like her at all.

"No one said anything?" she replied faintly after a moment of silence.

"What? Did Li Wanqing say anything?" Seeing that her expression was a little unnatural, he asked again.

Xia Yucheng gently pushed him away, walked to the mirror, and combed his long hair with a hairbrush.

In the cloakroom, a ray of golden morning light shone in through the bright glass window, hitting her hair and gilding her back with a faint layer of gold.

"Not happy?" He looked at Xia Yucheng with pity, pressed her to the chair, took the hairbrush in her hand and carefully combed her hair, the black hair was as soft and smooth, and it felt very good.

Putting down the hairbrush, slowly, he leaned over and hugged her, looked at the woman in the mirror who was a little interested, and said, "Kill her?"

Xia Yucheng's eyelids raised, his appearance was very serious, not like a joke at all: "This cold joke is not funny at all." ”

"It's not a cold joke, whoever makes you unhappy, I'll make him disappear, as long as you're happy!" Feng Hao stroked the hair in her ear with his fingers, full of smiles.

Xia Yucheng lowered her head and pursed her lips, really taking this sentence as a joke.

"Here...... It's not Kyoto!" "The backyard of Kyoto is a place she can't forget, where Miyazawa committed suicide with the knife that symbolized the Feng family and the Phantom Alliance.

"For me, it's the same everywhere, it's just that the place with you is more like a home. ”

"Before breakfast, did you smear honey on your mouth?"

"Let's go!" Feng Hao raised his wrist to look at the time, "Get up early, and be in time to get home for breakfast." ”

He deliberately wanted to bring her back, and they could not have returned to Hushan Villa, and in City A, his property was more than that.

However, Hushan Villa was the place where they had lived together since the beginning, and he felt that it had a different meaning from them.

Immediately, he dragged her out of the chair with force: "That's your home, you know?"

"It's not!"

"Huh?"

She looked at his handsome face with a puzzled look on his face, and smiled: "Yes...... Our home!"

"Yes, ours!" and then, a sweetness flowed through his heart, and he smiled at the corner of his lips.

went downstairs, Aunt Mo brought a freshly made blueberry mousse cake over, saying that it was for Xia Yucheng's belly. Xia Yucheng has a lot of worries, where can I eat.

Feng Hao took it silently and handed it to Xia Yucheng's mouth: "Open your mouth, take a bite!"

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