Turn the sun into old age

Tang Tang said a lot of things that day, but in the end he took them all with a smile.

Later, Xu Ranzheng came in a hurry and greeted Hua Gentiana with an obviously astonished expression on his face, but he still coaxed Tang Tang away with a good voice.

When the whole house fell into silence again, Huajiao bent her knees and hugged herself tightly, and lightly tapped her chin on her knees, feeling melancholy in her heart.

During the days abroad, he endured suffering all the time, and his only thought was the five-year agreement with Hua Yi.

It's not that he didn't think about escaping during the most difficult days, but he didn't succeed, and he got a relatively unforgettable lesson.

Hua Jia thought about how Qing Chen would react after hearing his harsh words, but she didn't let herself think as if she was evading.

It seems that as long as this is the case, the indestructible young man in his heart has been waiting for his return in the distant Yicheng.

He put his chin on his knees, trying to hold back the sore eyes and the tears that swirled in them.

Aren't they all back?What are you crying about?

Hua Jia couldn't find the reason, but suddenly felt that she missed the person who was in the study.

Even the distance of a wall is not enough to block his miss.

So unknowingly, he slowly moved to the door of the study, squatted down beside the closed door, and then buried his face in his knees.

With the arrival of noon, the sun slowly moved towards the middle of the sky. The nanny Qing Chen had invited arrived at the house, and when she opened the door, she saw a small figure huddled outside the master's study.

She was taken aback, but she didn't dare to wake up easily, so she knocked on the door to tell Qing Chen about the incident, and went to the kitchen to make lunch by herself.

Qing Chenyi was taken aback when he heard this, and then hurried out after finishing what he was doing.

Sure enough, Huajiao was curled up next to the door, looking like she was asleep, the white and tender skin on the back of her neck and the red tender glands that were ravaged last night were all exposed.

Set off by the dark red hair, the skin looks fairer and more delicious.

He sighed softly, leaned over and picked him up.

I wanted to put him on the bed to rest for a while, but I didn't expect that as soon as he moved, the person in his arms seemed to be frightened, and stared at him with those clear and blurred eyes.

"Don't go..." Hua Gentian's eyes were still hazy, but when she saw that familiar face, she involuntarily grabbed his clothes tightly.

Qing Chen shook his head suddenly, then pursed his lips and said coldly: "Yes."

I thought it was over like this, but Huajiao shrank into his arms again, and then said in a low voice: "I'm sorry."

Qing Chen paused slightly, but still didn't stop, walked straight into the bedroom, and put him on the bed.

He turned around and was about to leave, but his mind was filled with the bright red eye sockets and the voice of a kitten.

So he walked to the door and turned back, then stared at Hua Gentian's absent eyes.

"Don't tell me you're sorry." He felt a little out of control, "What you owe me can't be repaid with just a word of sorry!"