I don't believe I'm wearing a book

Chapter 44 The little secret between two people

Qiao Zifei had an angry expression at first, but after Qiao Yue's words, he gradually calmed down.

A little stunned, puzzled, confused.

Although I don't know. Why does this sister princess who seems to be aloof on weekdays help herself today.

But one thing Qiao Zifei could still understand was that the sister of the Princess Princess was sincere in what she said.

Although he didn't go to school, he has read a lot of books quietly on weekdays, so he is not stupid.

Since Qiao Yue wanted to help him, he naturally wouldn't be so stupid as to drive people away without acknowledgment.

He lowered his eyes and stopped looking into Qiao Yue's eyes.

The tone was hesitant, a little aggrieved: "Since Zifei can remember, my aunt has taken Zifei to the aunt's yard every day to pay her respects."

"Later, my aunt died, so Zifei went to pay my aunt alone."

"This morning, when Zifei offered Auntie Anjing tea, Auntie suddenly scolded Auntie at Zifei. She said that Auntie was a restless vixen, and said that Auntie was a little bitch, not only shameless Seduce the prince, and go to meet the little lover while pregnant."

"Auntie keeps talking and talking"

Speaking of this, Qiao Zifei hesitated for a while without saying a word.

His face was flushed with anger, he looked angry, ashamed, angry, unwilling, with a trace of imperceptible grievance.
Just a kid after all.

Qiao Yue stretched out a hand and touched his head.

The tone was soft and comforting: "There is only my sister and Zifei here, and Zifei can speak freely if he has anything to say."

"My sister won't tell others, this is a little secret between the two of us."

Qiao Yue's sudden tenderness is like the meticulous love and care for Qiao Zifei from her former aunt...

He couldn't help but wanted to raise his head to see Qiao Yue's expression at this time.

Because of the framing by his aunt, Qiao Zifei has never been treated favorably by people in the house since he was born.

He suffered from white eyes and contempt at a young age, but his heart has long since become sharp and sensitive.

No matter who it is, he is used to speculating with the greatest malice, erecting his defenses and spikes to protect himself from being bullied.

He raised his head cautiously.

What I saw was a pair of eyes with a faint smile and doting.

Those eyes are very beautiful, the eyelashes are long and thick, like a crescent moon, and they are also very bright, as bright as the most shining star in the night sky.
The corners of Qiao Zifei's eyes suddenly couldn't help getting wet.

Some liquid quickly slid down the neck along the cheeks, and finally sank into the skirt of the clothes.

But he just stared blankly at Qiao Yue in a daze.

Qiao Yue couldn't help frowning when she saw it, and her tone was a bit reproachful: "It's so good, why are you crying?"

"When a man tears, he doesn't flick it lightly. It belongs to a man, so he shouldn't shed tears casually."

While speaking, she took out her handkerchief, and rubbed it on Qiao Zifei's face indiscriminately.

The force was very strong, and the strength used did not seem to be wiping someone's tears at all.

Qiao Zifei felt that his entire face was rubbed so badly that he was about to lose shape.

It hurt a little, but there was a warm current slowly flowing into the bottom of his heart, and his whole body was warm after pressing it.

It seems that since his aunt died, he has never seen such caring eyes from others.

Qiao Zifei thought sourly.

Then he continued to talk to Qiao Yue what he hadn't finished talking just now: "My aunt not only called my aunt a little bitch, but also called Zifei a little bastard."

"It is said that Zifei is a little bastard conceived by my aunt and other men, Zifei is not the prince's child."

(End of this chapter)