The daughter is poisonous: The Boss' runaway bride

Chapter 376 A lifetime of good memories 04
In a blink of an eye, they have become strangers, and they are in the same situation.

But how could Tang Xi know?
She doesn't know Tang Xi at all, and she has never told anyone about her dream, "Did my father tell you?"

Tang Xi's black eyes were deep and bright, and his voice was no longer as stiff as before, "You told me."

Ye Wanqing tilted her head and thought for a while, but she still couldn't remember when she told him. Since she followed him, she rarely asked him for things, and she would never tell him such a childish dream of hers.

"Impossible, I don't remember saying that."

Tang Xi's deep eyes flashed a gloomy look, but then he laughed again, and he leaned over to stare at her, "Then it's not too late to tell me now, what else do you want?"

When Ye Wanqing met his bright eyes, her heart throbbed and her spirit drifted away, she almost drowned in his eyes that were too doting and gentle.

She forced herself to restrain her mind, and said with a smile: "I only have one wish, if only the family can be reunited."

She clasped her hands together, knelt down among the roses, and smiled, "I hope my father will come out innocently, and then grandma and sister will come back." She sighed and lowered her eyelashes, "Although mother is not with us, but Mom must be happy too, and...brother."

She shed tears in a daze, wishing that there would never be suffering, and those painful and crazy things never happened.

So now she is still a well-protected princess, without having to go through the baptism of wind and rain, and grow into a soft flower in the greenhouse.

Tang Xi looked at the longing and anticipation on her face, and at the sadness flashing across her face, he concealed his loneliness, maybe in her dream, he would never be a part of it.

He was used to taking her by force and not letting her go. Now, in her opinion, is this kind of gentleness just a flash in the pan, or is it just a whim on his mind?

He began to feel irritable, and the best way was to use her to relieve his depression.

When he kissed her, she stiffened visibly, but only for a moment, and then immediately relaxed and accepted him very cooperatively.

Among the rose petals, the beautiful gauze skirt faded away, and the light of tears danced on her white and tender skin with an icy blue light. In the heap of fiery roses, under his absolute power, she seemed like Slowly blooming roses, sweet and fragrant.

She clung to him, obediently, without any rejection, and with his movements, roses fluttered and fluttered.

A gust of night wind blew the floor-to-ceiling window screens, raising rose petals all over the room, wrapping them layer by layer.

No one thought of closing the floor-to-ceiling windows, the beautiful night flowed quietly, and the moonlight spilled into the room, shining on the rose petals all over the floor.

They rolled from the bed/on the carpet, enjoying themselves in the moonlight as bright as water, like mandarin ducks crossing their necks, singing in harmony.

Love overlooks them in every corner, love takes root and sprouts from the bottom of the heart, and becomes a strong tree.

Love, sometimes mischievously puts on the cloak of Satan, in the unstoppable love, it asks for hurt, doubts and guesses.

She said: "Without trust, you can't have all of me.

The wind was blowing quietly, the sweat dripping from Tang Xi's chest fell on her body, hot and then cool.

(End of this chapter)