can't deceive herself, she can never deceive her heart, she still loves him like that, the pain of betrayal three years ago, the pain of parting for three years, physical or psychological, this moment really seems to have forgotten everything......

She thought that she suddenly began to understand the reason why Shen Zhiqiu, who had left that year, had returned to Hai Yidong's side......

Maybe there is resentment and hatred, but after these are intertwined, she finds that hate and resentment are really nothing, and she can't love him anymore, that's the biggest pain......

The man's warm lips pressed against her face, and a deep voice rang in her ears.

"I love you, no matter how you are."

It took him three years to make sure he loved this woman so much, and now he broke up his love with a disease of nothingness?

The man smiled lowly, aren't those problems okay, the real problem is not her illness, but if heaven and man are separated forever, he won't even have a chance to love her, and that's what he regrets the most......

His hand grasped him, as if looking for a kind of strength, "You're going to be scared, that kind of me." ”

The man shook his head, his face rubbing against hers, "There's nothing to be afraid of, what I'm most afraid of is not being able to continue to love you." ”

I haven't seen it for three years, and the man's mouth is suddenly so sweet......

She stopped talking, she didn't try to persuade him anymore.

When she woke up Xiao Lanlan after changing her clothes and walked out of the room, Lan Ruohao had already finished breakfast and changed her shoes in the entrance and was about to go out.

Shen Zhiqiu sat at the dining table and drank porridge slowly.

Ye Zhichen sat down at the dining table with Xiao Lanlan in his arms, holding Lan Xianshu's hand with one hand, and looking up at the woman who was about to leave.

Lan Xianshu blinked, "What's wrong?" ”

The hand he was holding still didn't let go, and the man held his mouth, "I'll wait for you here." ”

Nodding his head, he tried to withdraw his hand.

still didn't let go, and even deliberately grabbed a little tighter.

Lan Xianshu frowned, "I'll cook." ”

So he should have let go of her hand and let her go.

I don't know why, but I still don't want to let go.

Shen Zhiqiu, who was on the other side, glared and put down the spoon in his hand, "You bring Lan Lan to me." ”

Give her daughter to Shen Zhiqiu for the time being.

A man who loves his daughter nodded, handed Lan Lan into Shen Zhiqiu's hands as if he had thrown off his burden, and then followed his own woman to the kitchen.

Shen Zhiqiu hugged Xiao Lanlan, looked at the white porridge in the bowl, and pulled out a shallow smile.

When a man arrived in the kitchen, he was extremely obedient and let go of the woman's hand.

Lan Xianshu looked at her hand that was holding a little sweaty by the man, pursed her lips, turned on the faucet, and washed her hands first.

The woman washed some red dates and black rice to prepare for the porridge.

The man behind her struggled for a long time, hugged her from behind, and was unwilling to let go.

She walked from the sink to the pot and took a tight step, but the man was really dragging a heavy shell like a snail behind her.

The man behind him seemed to be deliberate, his face buried in her neck, and he smelled the shallow pecking twice, and he was having fun.

Finally, glaring back at a man's hair, "Can you let me go?" ”

The man in the neck didn't even raise his head, and the words he said were muffled, "Don't want to, no." ”

Such a man really wants to throw him out by the hair!

However, women look at the men's hair scattered in front of their foreheads, and it seems that many men begin to lose their hair when they reach middle age, is it because their wives often carry their hair when they are at home?