Grab the C position in the heart of Ao Jiao Di Shao

Chapter 412 It's Not Good, Who Cares

Wen Ti'er frowned, turned around abruptly, panted and shouted: "Let go, I don't want to talk to you!"

His body swayed suddenly, and he was tightly encircled by a pair of powerful arms. A manly scent came to his nostrils, and he could only see a piece of clean white shirt in front of him.

"Have you had enough trouble?" The man's hoarse voice seemed to be filled with pain.

Wen Ti'er sniffed, but didn't reply.

Tried to struggle, but the man didn't intend to let her go.

"I haven't had many birthdays. Si Si only had one when he was alive. I haven't had one before, and I haven't had one since. How do you want to celebrate it? I have no experience."

"However, who cares."

Wen Ti'er pushed his chest away vigorously, finally got out of the man's embrace, and immediately raised her head to stare at him, her little round face was full of anger.

Qiao Chengxun stretched out his hand and caressed the girl's cheek, "Tie, I'm sorry."

"I'm sorry, I'm not someone like you..."

"You suddenly asked about my birthday, and the only thing I subconsciously thought about was Si Si's death." That's why he was so at a loss, not knowing how to face this day.

Seeing the man suddenly showing a sad expression, Wen Ti'er's heart seemed to be hit hard by something.

My own birthday turned out to be the anniversary of the death of my ex-girlfriend. Undoubtedly, this day is a handful of salt to the wound. If it were her, she might not be able to be as calm and calm as him, right?

It's like every time she saw the video of herself being burned by fire, she immediately fell into a breakdown.

There are some pains that are hard to get rid of after many years.

After all, she was the woman he loved deeply...

Wen Ti'er, whoever makes you appear later than others, consider yourself unlucky.

Wen Ti'er pulled the man's hand down and asked him in a low voice: "Do you believe me?"

Qiao Chengxun nodded slightly.

"If you trust me, I will give you a memory that will last a lifetime, so that you will never think of sad things on your birthday."

"Okay." Qiao Chengxun nodded.

Wen Ti'er smiled slightly, as if she had untied a knot in her heart, stepped forward, stretched out her arms to hug the man's waist, and buried her face deeply in his arms.

"I admit that I am self-willed and immature, not as cultivated as your Si Si..."

A gust of wind blew and messed up the girl's hair. The wind was cold.

Gradually, the girl fell asleep.

Qiao Chengxun wrapped the girl's body with his coat, carried her upstairs, and finally put her on his soft bed.

There are still two hours before the charity dinner, so let her sleep for a while.

Qiao Chengxun lay sideways beside the girl, staring at the girl's peaceful sleeping face with restrained and deep black eyes, raised his hand, and caressed the contours of her face.

"Tie, I only have you..."

Gently pecked the girl's lips, got up and got out of bed.

After getting dressed, Qiao Chengxun stepped out lightly and walked into the study next door.

There is a photo on the desk, the girl in the photo is smiling happily, but this smile has lost its meaning.

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