Chapter 139: Little Warmth and Little Love
After a slap was over, he still didn't understand his hatred, pinched Xiao Ai's thin shoulders, and was so angry that his whole body was trembling.
"I spent so much money on you, what don't you know about piano, chess, calligraphy and painting?"
"I tried my best to get you to a high school, but I didn't want you to fall in love."
"Now, what kind of puppy love are you doing for me?!"
Zeng Berlin was so angry that he even trembled when he spoke.
The anger revealed by this word and sentence seemed to be that she had committed some heinous crime.
"I didn't, please believe me!"
If she did make a mistake, she still had room to admit it.
But she obviously didn't do anything.
"Believe? What do you make me believe in you? β
Zeng Berlin smiled angrily, and his eyes under his glasses were stained with a layer of angry blood.
Xiao Ai has never seen such an excited father.
Really, Xiao Ai has no doubt that if she wasn't a daughter, she would be beaten and kicked in a storm.
"Father."
Xiao Ai covered her face that was reddened, tears swirled in her eyes, but she always let it fall.
"Now that my father has the answer in his heart, what's the point of asking me again?"
Xiao Ai understands.
Zeng Berlin's return this time is definitely not as simple as going home to see on the surface, it is obvious that he was later asked by Xingshi.
When Zeng Berlin was angry, even Meiqi couldn't stop him.
Xiao Ai's face was red, as a mother, she saw it in her heart and hurt in her heart.
But she can't rush forward, and she will go against Zeng Berlin on the surface.
She stood aside, her eyes reddened, her body was almost shaky, and she was supported by the arm of the servant next to her, so that she could stand firmly.
"Xiao Ai, don't talk back, don't be angry with Dad, admit your mistakes."
A crystal tear fell to the ground, Xiao Ai endured the pain of crying loudly, and shouted: "Mom, I only admit if I make a mistake, but I didn't do anything!" β
"Look, look, the good daughter you taught."
Zeng Berlin scolded Perfect Qi, turned his head and glared at Xiao Ai, "If you don't see the coffin, you won't shed tears, right?" β
"Good!"
Zeng Bolin's hands trembled and he threw out a stack of photos from his briefcase.
The photos were scattered on the table and the floor, and Xiao Ai endured the pain and bent down to pick it up.
It was a love poem that Tang Yuan had sent to her on WeChat earlier, and Xiao Ai later thought it was funny and printed it out and received it in the drawer.
Unexpectedly, at this moment, it was taken as the so-called evidence to take a photo-
In the early morning, the dew is along the tips of the leaves, shattering on the ground and reflecting your face.
Your supple hair, your eyebrows, I look at the night sky, tracing your face with the outline of the stars.
I sent you a love letter, ask the nightingale to help carry it......
Since then, you have opened the door of my heart for me, and I have followed the path woven by this word to you.
"You're rummaging through my stuff?"
Xiao Ai was gentle with a hint of anger in her eyes.
The concept she has accepted since she was a child is: parents who are all in the world, and her knowledge and upbringing do not allow herself to be angry in front of Zeng Berlin.
For the first time, she had verbally defied.
"Angry? Ha, you're still in heaven? β
Zeng Berlin stepped forward, and the pile of photos, those words that were once written out by Tangyuan were all trampled under his feet.
Xiao Ai's heart ached for a moment.
She felt that she shouldn't like glutinous rice balls.
What made her feel pain was that someone else wrote something with a sincere heart, and was trampled under her feet by her father to let her down.
"You still have the face to pick up!"
Seeing Xiao Ai bending down to pick it up, Zeng Berlin was even more angry and kicked it away.
Xiao Ai was stunned, as if she had been pointed.
There are still the cursing sounds of Zeng Berlin one after another.
"Flip through your stuff? Can you really say, this is my home, which are your things? Where can I not translate? β
"I'll give you food, give you clothes, give you decency, but you won't give me any face."
"Look at your college entrance examination results, more than 300 points, I'm embarrassed to tell others, ashamed!"
"You still have the face to give me early love!"
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Xiao Tangyuan: Lin Xiao, why did you say that my eyelids were jumping this night?
Xiao Tangyuan: Left Ji and right fierce, what's going on with my right eye jumping all night?
Xiao Tangyuan: Jumped and jumped again!
Just now, under Lin Xiao's prompting, I picked up my mobile phone and saw this lively scene.
His face couldn't help but blush to his neck, and An Ran even turned his ears red.
What Lin pet, "These people are really getting less and less serious." β
Can Lin Xiao be a pet? Is there such a handsome and intelligent pet?
Lin Xiao didn't care, what he really wanted to see was the whole change of An Ran's expression from a confused face to a shyness that he couldn't hide even if he wanted to
Fortunately, Lin Xiao finished reading it, and he didn't let go of a single detail.
He has recently taken pleasure in observing Enron's expression, which can be regarded as his way of relieving stress and finding pleasure in the midst of suffering.
Since Lin Xiao opened WeChat, Four Eyes and they have formed a group at the speed of light.
The name of the group is called Class One Year (5).
Wang Zhonghan: Who came up with the broken name?
Wang Zhonghan: In the first grade, why don't you talk about kindergarten?
Xiao Tangyuan: That's a good name, I'll change it right away.
In less than a second, the group name was changed from one year (5) class to kindergarten (5) class.
Wang Zhonghan: I lost it.
Wang Zhonghan can't stand such a naΓ―ve name, he is tall and mighty into a kindergarten group?
Show people where his old face is resting.
In the next second, the name of the group was changed from kindergarten (5) class to Mr. Mighty.
Forgive him. With Wang Zhonghan's rough man's level, he only thinks of this name.
Tang Yuan immediately made an expression of spraying rice on the spot.
Mr. Mighty, what the hell.
Another minute passed, and the group name changed from Mr. Mighty to eternally eighteen.
After another two minutes, the name of the group changed from the eternal eighteen years old to the year of passionate struggle.
Xiao Tangyuan didn't change it at this time, and complained in the group: Sassy your sister Wang Zhonghan, our group is sassy of you.
Xiao Tangyuan: No wonder my eyelids are jumping tonight, it turns out to be you!!
Lin Xiao held his mobile phone in one hand and An Ran in the other, calmly watching the scolding battle between Tang Yuan and Wang Zhonghan.
"Guess who's going to win?" An Ran snuggled in Lin Xiao's arms, smiling from ear to ear.
Lin Xiao raised his hand and stroked An Ran's hair like a cat's hair.
An Ran had a unique fragrance after bathing, and she looked up at Lin Xiao, her eyes flickering like stars.
Who will win?
This is a good question, because Lin Xiao doesn't know either.
However, according to his guess, the simple Wang Zhonghan probably can't fight the rice balls.
Lin Xiao leaned over and kissed An Ran's lips.
It wasn't until she couldn't breathe well and her face was red that she let go.
Looking at her flushed face, Lin Xiao held her hands and kissed her eyebrows, her eyelashes, the side of her face and the bridge of her nose little by little.
Finally, it's her lips.
It wasn't until his face was covered with his own marks that Lin Xiao said, "I will suppress Wang Zhonghan." β
An Ran was kissed so much that he couldn't find the north, "What Wang Zhonghan?" β
Lin Xiao chuckled in a low voice.
It's so shy that even the memories have run away.
Lin Xiao held the mobile phone again, and saw the four eyes lying lying in the group and expressing helplessness.
Four Eyes: So naΓ―ve.
Four Eyes: Just two kindergarten graduates.
As soon as Siyan said two sentences, Wang Zhonghan and Tang Yuan immediately jumped out.
Xiao Tangyuan: Shut up.
Wang Zhonghan: Shut up.
An Ran looked funny, clicked on the WeChat emoji, and just wanted to order a cute smiling face emoji, a call came in.
With a rush of bells, the warm and ambiguous atmosphere between him and Lin Xiao was broken.
An Ran glanced at the caller ID, and the smile on his face froze instantly.
Lin Xiao noticed that something was wrong with her, "Whose phone call." β
An Ran raised his head, with no smile on his face, "Little love." β
An Ran pressed the answer button and put the phone to his ear, Lin Xiao whispered to An Ran's ear, "Turn on the hands-free." β
An Ran ordered to release as promised, and Lin Xiao's first reaction was very good.
"Hey, little love."
Xiao Ai's voice sounded very bad, like a dumb voice crying dry tears, "Enron." β
Her voice was low, and the wind whistled from time to time on the phone.
An Ran's nerves tensed suddenly, "What's wrong?" Where are you? β
"I'm by the moat, safe, I'm running away from home."