Girl Forced to Marry Her Sister's Husband: The President's Private Treasure

My heart was full of distress, I wiped it, and put my arms around her slender waist: "What's wrong... Is it my fault for answering the phone, or is it my fault for drawing a puppy for you?"

"How can I be so boring..."

"What's more, why cry when you cry hard, women, it's just trouble."

Seeing more and more tears in her eyes, Situ Chenjue felt a little helpless.

This feeling of helplessness is unprecedented.

He is young and mature, he is always planning for everything, he can control the situation in the shortest time, and he is rarely flustered.

In the past, when dealing with women, I completely obeyed my own will and did not consider women's feelings at all.

But now, just a pout, a frown, and a drop of tear from this woman can stir up great waves in his heart.

He coaxed her a little clumsily: "Okay, okay, I won't answer the phone behind your back anymore, okay, you clingy little slug, I really can't do anything about you..."

"I... I'm not upset because you called..."

"That's why, because I drew a puppy for you... hey, I don't like puppies, next time I will draw a pig for you, okay... um..."

"Woo..." Feeling his tenderness, her tears fell more simply.

"Why are you crying..."

He only felt that his head was full of black lines and his facial muscles were sore. He had never tried so hard to coax Jasmine.

However, my heart is sweet.

Men have heroism complexes of men, even if they once knew that this woman has her own personality, ideas, and principles, she is a strange woman who is as imposing as a man, and can even settle all kinds of complicated affairs of Xingchen Group when he is not around, absolutely not An ignorant little girl.

But now she was crying, relying on herself, her acting like a baby really melted his heart.

Feeling that she is her heaven, under her protection, she is like a cherry blossom covered by a thick curtain, which will not wither or be blown away by the wind.

He wants to do his best to protect her and protect her.

She is the eternal flower in his heart, the eternal spring.

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Huanyan leaned in his arms, tears soaked a large piece of his shirt skirt, cool and sticky.

I feel a little embarrassed, crying so much, I'm afraid that even the snot is stuck on his haute couture shirt.

However, she felt that such tears were sweet, because at least someone held her in his arms, and no matter how much she cried, it was soft and soothing.

This feeling of being loved is like finally getting a chance to be proud.

【Only someone who loves you can be proud】

She was lonely and homeless all her life, no one loved her, no one cherished her, everyone lied to her, used her, even the man who said he loved her, but didn't even know who she was.

But I didn't expect that for such a love inexplicably harvested, for this moment, no matter how much suffering is worth it...

She made up her mind that if one day she and Situ Chenjue were separated, she would not resent her, but would only remember the beauty of this moment...

However, people's hearts are often not controlled by themselves...

After a long time, Huanyan realized that love and hate are two sides of the same thing, there is no love and no hate.

She just cuddled up like this, completely surrendering herself in his arms.