As if the only authority had been provoked, he looked at Ye Jia stupidly and muttered a few words.

Ye Jia's footsteps have already arrived at the door, but at this time, he still does not give up, if he can take Xiaofeng away, how good would it be? Bring her out, at least you can think of a way to save it. However, after this farewell, who knows if he will be able to return to this place smoothly in a few days?

Even if she returns to this place, can she guarantee that she will still be alive?

If that's the way to say goodbye!

If this is the last side!

There was a strong urge to rush back, but there seemed to be a voice in my ears reminding me that I would act rashly at this time, and I was afraid that I would not even have the last chance.

The weather was so gloomy, I couldn't see the sun rising and sinking, as if I couldn't feel the change of time, everything seemed to be frozen.

Feng Feng was lying in Li Huan's arms, his eyes slightly open, in this imperceptible time, they looked at each other almost every second, and both sides were in each other's eyes, catching the sound of each other's hearts.

That's a feeling that only people who love each other.

Li Huan's heart seemed to be coated with a thick layer of honey, and a trace of softness was held in the heart, he brushed her long hair to the side, revealing her white earlobes, and whispered in her ear: "I'll write you something......"

"What's that?"

He smiled silently, picked her up, and sat down on a chair next to the desk in front of him. There are a few books on this desk, some fine rice paper, wolf hair, paperweights, inkstones, etc. There is also good ink in the inkstone. Obviously, Li Huan is coming. Li Huan has been in modern times for so long, although he is also used to operating a computer, but when he wants to write something, he must insist on using a pen, and it is a brush.

For modern people who are accustomed to "paperless" office, receiving and writing letters has become a very luxurious thing, and even love letters have been replaced by EMAIL. The beautiful letterheads, which exude a faint fragrance and are full of delicate colors, seem to have completely withdrawn from the world of adult men and women for a long time.

However, at this moment, Feng Feng found that next to the stack of rice paper, there was actually a piece of A4-sized letterhead, powder blue, with heart-shaped leaves at the upper and lower ends, and a large blank space in the middle. This is the letter paper that only young girls and boys in middle school will choose.

"Hehe, Li Huan, where are you from?"

"Ask them what they want."

"What are you going to do?"

Li Huan smiled, stopped at the desk, picked up the brush, dipped it in ink, leaned down slightly, and began to write.

Feng Feng didn't understand what he was writing, he just felt tired, and his eyelids were about to close again.

Her head shook and shook, like a dozing student, and a teacher's "roar" came from her ears: "Feng Feng, don't sleep......"

She barely opened her eyes, only to see Li Huan take the light blue letterhead paper, and shook it in front of her eyes, her expression was actually a little shy, like a teenager, and her voice was also low: "I wrote you a love letter......

"Huh? I look, what is written? Poetry or prose? ”

She took the letterhead, and when she saw it, there was an extremely beautiful row of official letters:

I, Li Huan, made in China on 19XX year X month X day,

It has a length of 185cm and a net weight of 70kg.

Using artificial intelligence chips, all parts are complete, and the operation is stable.

After more than 30 years of operation, it is a trustworthy product.

The product has complete procedures and is guaranteed to be returned and replaced indefinitely.

Now due to the needs of development, we sincerely recruit my favorite girl Feng Feng to jointly develop the second generation of products, please be sure to agree, thank you!

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