Is he so old?

He was four years older than her...... Fifteen months.

……

Well, is five years and three months older a lot worse?

For the first time, Rong Sanye felt that he was a little old at the age of 25.

Rong Sheng raised his hand and touched her head, a little helpless: "Where is it like?" ”

Hua Ling's voice was a little muffled: "In my memory, my father coaxed me like this. ”

Three-year-old or five-year-old......

But the memory was too far away, and she couldn't even remember it anymore.

I just remember that feeling, that feeling of security.

"But he died a long time ago, so I don't remember very well." Hua Ling was relatively calm when she said this.

In fact, her family has no concept for her, after all, she has been an orphan since she was a child, and she has long been used to it.

Hearing her say such a sentence in a calm tone, Rong Sheng's heart ached for a while.

His little girl, why is she so cute and so painful.

"It's a little difficult to be your dad, but I'll always spoil you like this." Rong Sheng made a bottomless compromise.

After a pause, Rong Sheng spoke unhurriedly: "Or, you can treat your boss as your father." ”

Hua Ying looked up at him: "Huh? ”

"Your boss likes you." Rong Sheng hooked his lips and smiled: "He has always raised you as his own daughter." ”

Hua Ling blinked, but she thought it was right.

The boss was really nice to her.

"Then I'll be good to my father......" Hua Ying swore and promised, anyway, her fiancé's father was her father, and after a while, she added: "And you ......"

Since then, she has a fiancé, a father, and a younger brother, and she has everything.

Rong Sheng's beautiful peach blossom eyes bent up, and his deep pupils bloomed with a little pleasure.

Well, small pets in captivity will hurt people.

——

The flower curly rested for several days.

The fiancé seems to be quite busy these days, although he hasn't gone out and has been at home, he is either on the phone or busy with his laptop on official business.

He didn't shy away from her when he called, she could listen to a rough idea.

But she didn't listen deliberately, and she didn't understand anything about what they were talking about.

I vaguely heard who had an accident and who was in the hospital again.

But this shouldn't have much to do with her, so Hua Yu didn't feel too relieved, and occasionally took the kettle to the balcony to water the flowers and bask in the sun.

The wound on his wrist was almost healed, leaving only a very light pink mark.

On the third day, Rong Zhaozong came.

At that time, Rong Zhaozong did encounter an ambush on the way home, but fortunately, nothing happened, but the mobile phone fell in a panic.

That's why Rong Yanli has a chance.

Fortunately, the man's plot was strangled in the cradle.

When the boss came over, Hua Ying was holding a book and sitting on the balcony basking in the sun.

There was a soft sound at the door, Hua Yu turned her face sideways, and when she saw the person coming, her eyes were bent, and the corners of her lips showed a smile: "Boss." ”

Rong Zhaozong sat in a wheelchair, and his warm and elegant voice sounded: "Eleven, how do you feel?" I wanted to come to see you two days earlier, but the stinky boy didn't let me, so I didn't bother you. ”

Hua Ling: "......"

The red marks on her face are long gone, and at this moment her cheeks are smooth, her delicate facial features, cold brown curls, hugging her fair little face, and her smile is particularly bright and moving.