Qiao Yiluo takes everything very lightly, the so-called flesh and blood affection, but that's it.

Whatever it is, when it conflicts with one's own interests, it becomes insignificant.

She turned around and saw Qiao Heng standing behind him, his face full of disdain and mockery.

Slowly approaching, with the superiority of the middle and upper echelons, step by step, out of the dignity that he thought he had.

With a straight face, he emphasized his majesty: "Don't you remember that we broke off our relationship a long time ago?" So what do you mean by coming to my house now? ”

His temples were white, and Qiao Yiluo looked at it in his eyes, and for the first time he felt so tired.

The heavens are big, and there are thousands of ways to have a father-daughter relationship, are they the most helpless?

Thinking that he was going to leave tomorrow, looking at the gray temples, Qiao Yiluo was a little melancholy: "Are you like this, tired?" ”

Without answering his question, Joe walked slowly forward.

It's just a few days, and she feels old.

Especially recently, when I walk around the once familiar scene, I always like to miss the past.

When she and Qiao Heng passed by, Qiao Heng's heart hurt fiercely.

He didn't dare to look back until the footsteps were far away, and for the first time, he noticed that Joey's shoulders were so thin.

It seems that since she was born, he has not hugged her, and she has not been coquettish in his arms.

Stunned, watching Qiao Yiluo go farther and farther, the pain in Qiao Heng's heart became more and more intense.

This daughter, before he could hurt it, he completely lost it.

The arm was hugged, Qiao Heng came back to his senses, the person in front of him smiled gently, and there was obvious comfort in his eyes.

His frowning brow, though somewhat soothing, was not completely soothed.

The baby in the distance ran over and hung on Qiao Heng's arm to be coquettish.

Her coquettishness completely washed away the guilt in Qiao Heng's heart, this is what a daughter should look like.

should hold his arm and be soft and coquettish.

What he thought, Joey Luo didn't know, and he didn't want to know.

Qiao Yiluo wandered downstairs to Su Anning's community, it was already nightfall, the lights were on, and all the houses were lit up, except for Su Anning's home.

Su Anning is in the crew, she knows. It's nice to be able to chase your dreams.

She carried a large bag of things, filled Su Anning's refrigerator when she went up, and then carefully wrote a number of post-it notes.

After doing everything, she returned to the villa on the top of the mountain, and her aunt sat in the living room, and when she saw her coming back, she greeted her directly: "Luoluo, are you back?" ”

Qiao Yiluo's heart, which had been unwavering, rippled, and the warm temperature warmed the heart, and the negative emotions that had been buried began to surge.

She hurriedly lowered her head, didn't dare to look at her aunt, and nodded indiscriminately: "I'm back, I'll go up first." ”

Running all the way upstairs, Joey leaned against the door, her head weakly buried in her knees.

Can't think, can't be greedy, can't want.

There was a dead silence in Qiao Yiluo's eyes: "Qiao Yiluo, these are luxuries, you can't afford it." ”

After admonishing herself, Joey pulled a suitcase and put away all her belongings before she moved into the villa.

After working for hours, she looked at the few things in the suitcase and smiled bitterly.

In just a few months after living in, her food, clothing, housing and transportation all have traces of Chu Chiyi.

Even the cosmetics neatly arranged on the dresser were made by him.

"Chu Chiyi ......"

Joey unconsciously muttered the name, and then her limbs stiffened in place.

These three words must also be forgotten, including this person.

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