Ye Jiaqi smiled and threw the ragdoll cat into his arms: "Liar, how can my little boy not want me." 【Fengyun Reading Network. 】”

In fact, Cheng Yuzhi is a big liar.

When he returned to the bakery, Cheng Yuzhi picked up the little girl from the garden and hugged Ye Jiaqi.

The little guy thinks about Ye Jiaqi, his two big eyes look at Ye Jiaqi, and he can't wait to stick his four paws on Ye Jiaqi's body.

"Meow—"

"Meow—"

Ye Jiaqi loved her little girl to death, giggled, and hugged the little girl into her arms.

"Fat." She looked at the little one carefully.

Xiao Qian licked the back of Ye Jiaqi's hand and squinted his eyes at Ye Jiaqi.

"Don't be angry when you say you're fat." Ye Jiaqi touched its little head.

Cheng Yuzhi sent her to the apartment.

He walked behind with his suitcase, and Ye Jiaqi walked beside him with his little obedient in his arms.

At the bottom of the stairs, an old American lady said in English: "The family has returned from a trip?" ”

Cheng Yuzhi smiled and said nothing, Ye Jiaqi hurriedly explained: "No, we are friends." ”

"Oh!" The old lady suddenly realized.

The elevator stops on the eighth floor.

As soon as the little girl returned to her home, she spread her feet and ran, from the bedroom to the living room, and from the living room to the kitchen, without stopping.

"Put the suitcase in the bedroom, I'll pack it later."

"Hungry or not? It's almost time for dinner, I'll take you downstairs for dinner later? Cheng Yuzhi asked.

"I'm not too hungry, I have something to eat on the plane, I'm just a little tired, I want to ......"

"Okay, you rest, I'll go back first. When you're rested, call diàn huà to me, I'll be there. Cheng Yuzhi is empathetic, his face is bright and warm, and his eyes are burning and tender, like a willow in March.

Ye Jiaqi rubbed his temples and nodded: "Thank you, Mr. Cheng, thank you very much." ”

"Rest, don't be too tired, call me directly if you need it."

Cheng Yuzhi didn't stay any longer, he saw a tired look on Ye Jiaqi's face.

He waved at her again before leaving her apartment.

Ye Jiaqi was indeed very tired, dizzy, and had the sequelae of taking a plane.

She settled the little girl and went to the bedroom to pack her luggage.

Ye Jiaqi squatted on the ground, hung his clothes in the closet, and put the daily necessities in place.

Her clothes were all washed by the servants of Qiao's house, and they still belonged to the breath of Qiao's house, she smelled it since she was a child, and the familiarity lingered.

Suddenly, just as she was taking out all her clothes, she found a box pressed under Xiāng Zǐ -

This box!

Ye Jiaqi's eyes widened!

This was the tin box of the Snow White she had worked so hard to find......

The tin box has long been rusted, and the Snow White pattern on the lid is blurred, leaving only a little color faintly recognizable.

Ye Jiaqi's hands were trembling, and a shallow layer of mist appeared under his eyes.

How did this box end up in her suitcase?

She searched for so long in Qiao's house last year and didn't find it, why did she suddenly appear?

Even though she hadn't opened the box in years, she knew what was inside.

It's all small notes she wrote back then.

There are no big articles on it, just her broken thoughts, about the mood, about the weather, about him......

Seeing this box at this time, Ye Jiaqi's heart felt like it had been hit by a hammer.

"Knock", shattered.

She took the box out of the trunk with a trembling hand and opened it carefully.

Where the eye is in –

The colorful notes are the most familiar appearance ever. js3v3