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Summer warmth, greet the black eyes of Xicheng, smile a little helpless, a little self-deprecating.

"It can only be said that we are too proud and too stupid, so we will come to this step today."

When they were young, they were all too proud, so they dared not easily confess, just because they could not accept the taste of being rejected.

It is also because of this pride that over the years, it will be lost again and again.

This time, Xia Wen did not want to miss such an opportunity again, and pointed out that the key was in the palm of her hand.

"Gu Han, I am willing, I am willing to marry you."

The heart of the West City hanging in the air finally fell back to the original place, stretched out his arms and embraced her again.

"Apologize for the summer, let you wait for so long. I... I really hope to return to the time I saw you. If that is the case, I will steal your key for the first time and open your hand." The cabinet, then the first one to confess to you."

"No!" Summer warmed the man's solid back. "If I can go back to the past, I will not shrink my brain and be a coward, and I will not play any key tricks. I will tell you directly, I like you. I want you to like me too, I want to do my best to leave you with me."

The two laughed at the same time and then tightened each other's body.

After many years, I finally got what I wanted.

How excited, how bitter.

Fortunately, you are unmarried, I am not married.

Fortunately, you and I are still young and time is not old.

Fortunately.

Ok!

The light in the cloakroom is gentle.

Outside the cloakroom, on the big bed, the little guy stretched his little arm and slept sweetly.

On the little face, the lips are raised, and at first glance, I know that I am sure to be happy.

In the hallway, Gu Wenhou walked slowly to the second floor corridor to see the room with the door open and black light, then look at the opposite bedroom of the son, slightly raised his eyebrows, and then smiled.

With a smile, the old man stepped upstairs.

Outside the window, the sky is clear, and a star is flashing.

On the hotel building in the center of the city, in the superior room, Xia Mama stood in front of the floor-to-ceiling window with a glass of wine, and also did not sleep.

"Probably, I am really old. If it was a few years ago, I would not forgive these two little **** so easily! My temper, you know."

There are no other people in the room.

There is only one photo frame, which is silently placed on the small side.

In front of the photo frame, there is a glass of red wine. Inside the photo frame, the young and handsome man gracefully lifts his lips - that is the father of summer warmth.

"Hey!" Summer mother sighed softly. "Daughter grows up, always marry, or... As long as she is happy, it doesn't matter where she lives, do you say yes?"

She looked at her face and looked at the man in the photo frame.

The man is silent, just smiling.

"You, you just laugh, and I have to play the bad guy. Well, then I will agree with you. But you can rest assured that when they regenerate their second child, I must let the child surname Farrell. I will train the child and continue our career."

The man is still silent and still smiling.

"That's the way it is, cheers!"

Stretching over the palm, Mama gently touched the cup with the cup on the table, raised her face and drank it.

In the park opposite to the opposite side, there is a branch of snow, and a plum blossoms quietly.

In an instant, it overflows with a gentle fragrance.

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