Sweetheart approached He Jiaming like a fluffy little animal, reached out and tugged at his sleeve.

He Jiaming glanced at her, and withdrew his arm impatiently: "What are you shaking, bothered! Stay away from me, go back to your husband!"

"He doesn't have time to pay attention to me right now. Sweetheart rubbed against him.

"Lao Tzu is not free, you didn't see that I was busy watching-"

Before He Jiaming's words fell, sweetheart reached out and hugged him.

He Dashao's brain "buzzed", and his heart stopped beating in an instant. What's going on?

He lowered his head in disbelief, his sweetheart's little head was right at his chin, her limp body in his arms, making him feel so unreal, beautiful like a dream.

"Don't be angry. Sweetheart called out with a smile, "Brother Jiaming." ”

He Jiaming's eyes were red at this moment, and he didn't know what it was like to burst out of his eyes, he remembered that this was the first time that his sweetheart took the initiative to come up and show him goodwill, but this show of favor was not because of love.

"I've always liked you very much, except for the first meeting, you helped me a lot later, and I always remember it. Sweetheart whispered, "So this loving hug is to thank you for taking care of me all the time." ”

"But you have been hanging on me with such a heart, I really feel very painful, and I feel a lot of pressure, I hope you can be happy, I can't give you happiness, but there is always someone who can give, but if you want to meet others, you have to put me down first, otherwise you will never meet the person who is waiting for you." ”

He Jiaming pursed his lips when he heard this, and said bluntly: "Do you think you are an immortal?"

"I never thought I was, but I probably really am in your eyes. Sweetheart smiled, "Brother Jia Ming, thank you for accompanying me for Chinese New Year's Eve, I can treat you as my own brother, you can also treat me as your own sister, we will always be brother and sister, okay?"

Her big sparkling eyes stared straight at He Jiaming, her bright pupils reflected the brilliance of fireworks, and her eyes were full of anticipation.

He Jiaming closed his eyes in pain, tightened his hands, cherished, and even cherished this hard-won hug, until a long time later, he whispered: "Okay, I promise you, be your brother." ”

He landed a kiss like a feather on her soft hair, different from his previous domineering and arrogant, now he was gentle, like an older brother, carefully caring for this little sister.

"I'm just you, you have to be kind to me. Sweetheart let go of him coquettishly, tilted her head and asked, "Shall we go back?"

"Okay, go back. He Jiaming raised his hand and rubbed her hair, his sweetheart made him determined to be a good brother who could protect her for the rest of his life, as for lovers...... Let's leave it to the next life.

He jumped down from the stone, and his sweetheart said coquettishly, "Brother, carry me." ”

He Jiaming's eyes were full of smiles, inexplicably, at this moment he seemed to be suddenly relieved, the soft and glutinous "brother" of the sweetheart, and the love that tried to maintain the relationship between them made him feel a little relieved, and his sad heart was finally comforted.

He squinted at his sweetheart, squatted down resignedly, and complained: "I can afford to carry your weight like a weight." ”

"Don't be like this, I'm already very thin, be careful that my future sister-in-law is heavier than me. Sweetheart put her arms around his neck, leaned on his neck and muttered.

He Jiaming: "I hope to borrow your auspicious words, I hope your future sister-in-law can appear as soon as possible and clean up your abrasive sweet little as soon as possible." ”