You are the little milk bag in the world

Fu Yi didn't go anywhere.

After all, the upper and lower floors of this building belonged to Tang Shiqian.

Anger is anger, but he promised Tang Shiqian not to run around after quarreling, and not to be found by others.

The downstairs room was dedicated to him, and only he had the key.

Rounding off, it can be regarded as running away from home.

Outside the floor-to-ceiling windows, there were thousands of lights, Fu Yi tore her hair and sat cross-legged on the carpet by the window looking down, stuffing potato chips into her mouth.

He smoked in college.

But Tang Shiqian said that he smoked with such a baby face, he was so devoid of conscience, he was forced to quit.

More than half of the snacks have been wiped out, but I still feel aggrieved.

But, it's just aggrieved.

He never really blamed Tang Shiqian.

Before he met Tang Shiqian, he felt that he came to this world just to make up the number. It was Tang...

The door was knocked suddenly, Fu Yi sniffed, looked back at the door, but didn't move.

Tang Shiqian waited at the door for a few seconds. He didn't hear the sound of footsteps, so he knew that the little milk bag was really angry this time, and sighed softly.

"Xiaoyi, I peeled chestnuts for you, dipped them in honey, if you don't come out, I'll give them to the neighbors downstairs."

Fu Yi squinted her eyes, and chewed the potato chips loudly as if to vent her anger.

The dignified president, the elders are quarreling, and they are tempted with delicious food?low level!

"If you come out within 10 minutes," Tang Shiqian's voice was still gentle, only to him, "the half of the cake in the refrigerator can be eaten tonight."

The Adam's apple rolled up and down, and Fu Yi swallowed.

"If you come out now, you will be rewarded with a piece of barbecue fried rice I made, double meat."

Tang Shiqian almost made himself laugh when he said that.

So cute, how could there be such a cute boy in this world.

But just as she was budding, a heavier heartache surged up, making her heart feel terribly uncomfortable.

Fu Yi has no relatives or reasons in this world, no one to rely on, even when she loses her temper, she is cautious, giving others a step up.

In fact, his little milk bag... has always lived a cautious, sensible and well-behaved life, desperately trying to prove his worth.

Only in this way can I have the meaning of living and have the qualifications not to be abandoned by others.

"Xiaoyi," Tang Shiqian lowered his eyes, and suddenly wanted to go in and hug the little milk bag into his arms. After pondering for a while, he said ruthlessly, "I won't like you if I don't come out."

Fu Yi pursed her lips, turned off the lights in the room, and hid in the darkness, she muttered resentfully: "You won't, you old man really likes me."

The potato chips in my hand suddenly became stale.

Fu Yi rubbed her hair, inexplicably calmed down from the grievance just now.

No, Tang Shiqian really liked him.

Fu Yi reached out to touch his pocket, and at this moment he really eagerly took out a cigarette from his pocket to relieve his boredom.

From the moment Tang Shiqian's mother knew they were together, she clearly expressed her firm opposition.

It's true that a wealthy lady with the airs of a noble lady humiliates people, and it hits the nail on the head.

It makes people feel a little self-esteem and arrogance in their hearts, and they are so ashamed that there is not even scum left.

During the half-year struggle, Tang Shiqian never said it was hard, never flinched or complained. People who love him so much would not be willing to hurt him.

It would not be like Qin Qing said, deliberately cut off his back, making him unable to leave.

He already couldn't leave.

His Uncle Tang is not that stupid to do such a useless thing.

The door opened, Fu Yi took a breath, and before she could speak, she was already hugged into her arms.

tight.