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Although the reality is cruel, Yan Xiaomo doesn't want this man to continue like this, otherwise she will feel indebted in her heart. book network . v o d t . c o m

It's just that even if Yan Xiaomo said so, it couldn't make Zhao Ziheng's liking for her by half a point.

Liking this kind of thing doesn't mean that there isn't something that doesn't have it.

"Don't you think it's fate that we can meet?" Zhao Ziheng chuckled, picked up the tea and drank it all, he didn't care who she was here for, in short, her appearance made him like this woman inextricably.

Isn't this a kind of fate?

If not, they may not meet each other.

Yan Xiaomo opened her mouth and stopped talking.

talked to Zhao Ziheng so much, but it didn't have any effect, and she wasted so much saliva in vain.

I didn't bother to say more, looked at the tea on the table, and took a sip of it angrily.

"Why are you looking at me like that?" Yan Xiaomo finished drinking tea, put the cup on the table, and when she raised her eyes, she saw Zhao Ziheng looking at her with bright eyes, and thought that she thought that her face was not dirty.

Subconsciously raised his hand and wiped his cheeks, but saw that his gaze was still the same, and there was no change at all.

So Yan Xiaomo wiped her cheeks even harder.

"Don't wipe it, the skin of your face will be broken if you wipe it again." Zhao Ziheng looked at the white and tender cheeks and blushed, and hurriedly reached out to stop Yan Xiaomo's movements, and his face was about to break if he wiped it like this.

Looking at the obviously red place, Zhao Ziheng reached out and gently wiped it.

"Then why do you keep looking at me with such strange eyes?"

Yan Xiaomo thought that there was something dirty on her face, so she wiped her cheeks, because her skin was white and soft, and if she used a little force, it would be reddened, which was particularly conspicuous.

"I've just drunk this cup." Zhao Ziheng's thin lips pursed lightly, and his eyes fell on the white porcelain cup engraved in blue and white, and he was inexplicably happy.

Yan Xiaomo's eyes fell on the cup, she didn't pay attention just now, she just felt that her mouth was dry, so she casually picked up the quilt on the table and drank the tea inside.

Who knew that this cup was drunk by Zhao Ziheng.

"It's okay, I don't mind." Yan Xiaomo coughed dryly to hide the embarrassment in her heart.

The corners of Zhao Ziheng's mouth hooked, and his eyebrows and eyes smiled: "I don't think you have anything to mind." ”

Saying this, Yan Xiaomo couldn't help but roll her eyes.

"What are you going to do next?" Yan Xiaomo tried to change the topic, her fingers stirring the corners of her clothes.

"Heaven and earth are so big, there is always a place for me." Zhao Ziheng said indifferently.

The world is so big, there are many places he has never visited, maybe he can go and see.

I'll come back when I want to be a little foamer in the future.

He wanted to take Xiaomo away, but seeing that she didn't want to go with him, he couldn't force her away like before.

Now he has nothing to rely on, and he can't guarantee that Xiaomo can live a life of fine clothes and food, and she shouldn't follow her to the end of the world.

Thinking about this layer clearly, although Zhao Ziheng is reluctant, he does not have the previous obsession.

She needs someone better to take care of.

"I'll send you to Qin."

Yan Xiaomo immediately shook her head, now is not the time to meet Ying Zheng.

Zhao Ziheng was puzzled, and asked with a smile: "I suddenly want to open it, don't you look for Yingzheng, do you think it's better for me to win Zheng?" ”

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