my black moonlight girlfriend

Chapter 62 Not a Crying Bag
She looked at him, her eyes were like water in early spring, clear but slightly cold.

In the painting that can be named "Late Spring and the Boy", the boy's gaze is startled by her slightly cold eyes, and his smile blooms, which is more gorgeous than the green peach in front of the door.

I have to admit that a man who is about to turn 30, born as beautiful as a peach blossom, is really still young.

With his personality, he will probably never grow up. I don't know if he will still be so out of tune when he reaches his sixtieth year.
He handed her the foreign peony in his hand, "It's for you. I fell in love with it as soon as I entered the flower shop. It matches you very well."

Deep purple clustered blooms wrapped in nude gray wrappers.

This bouquet really won her heart.

With his familiar temperament, he didn't care if she took it or not, so he found a clay pot, filled it with water, and helped her put the flowers in it, while saying, "I wanted to use pink and sky blue for the flowers wrapped by the clerk." The ones wrapped in flower paper...the clerk didn't listen to me, he really made his own way!"

She closed her eyes, beg you to be a good person, let the clerk decide for himself...

He threw away the wrapping paper in disgust, and put the newly inserted flowers on the table by the window. The old wooden window became more elegant.

He paced back and forth looking at the work room, feeling, "It's great, in ten years, BJ has become almost unrecognizable to me, but this place hasn't changed at all."

Nobody cares about him...

Without self-knowledge, he walked up to her, saw that she had packed two boxes of paint, and was eager to try, "Girl, shall I help you?"

She pursed her lips.

His mouth is so casual! The difference between "Niu" and "Niu Niu" can have very different meanings!

She got angry, "I've grown up, so stop calling me Niu Niu by nicknames!"

A certain person, who would be bright if given some sunshine, finally paid attention to him, was immediately elated, and laughed, "Who are we to whom? It's okay to scream in private? It's okay to scream in front of outsiders!"

Xin Wan pursed her lips even tighter.No one with you who with whom!Are we not outsiders?You said it yourself: You are nothing like me!Why do you care about me!I don't want you to control!
Seeing that she didn't speak, he thought she didn't like him being called Niu Niu, so he lowered his head and approached her, thinking that he had made a compromise, "At worst, you still call me crying in private!"

"..." It turned out that he remembered it. He remembered that he was called Kui Bao, but did he remember that they had already drawn a clear line between them and never communicated?

She glanced at him quietly.

But he blinked at her, the sun was so bright, he really blinked like lightning, "Why do you look at me like that? You don't know me?"

She didn't stop working, and changed the cinnabar color label, "I really don't know it."

This is not crying bag, crying bag will let her sleep with his arms when she is sick, crying bag will look for her all over the world when she is missing, crying bag will stand up to support her when she is bullied...

Her little crying bag left her when Ling Jinghan transferred back to BJ to go to school in high school, and never came back...

"Hey! I said! Niuniu, you are not good enough buddies!" He was not happy.

She simply ignored him again and poured cinnabar powder into the box.

He continued to watch her pretend, but he didn't dare to do it lightly. After watching for a while, he couldn't help but said, "I said girl... no, Wanwan, how troublesome is it for you to pretend like this manually? It's all mechanized and fully automated now?"

(End of this chapter)