To You, My Beloved

The car is very quiet. The quiet Tang Dynasty person was in a daze, staring at Gu Qingcheng's beautiful face, slightly lost.

He was three years older than her. When he was starting to be handsome in a suit, she happened to be wearing a tender pink princess dress and was toddler in the yard of Gu's family.

Seeing her servant, who happened to leave, she slowly walked towards the fence separating the two yards.

She had just learned to walk, and her steps were still a bit unstable. After walking two steps, she accidentally fell to the ground. She did not dislike the dirt on the ground, so she crawled with both hands and feet.

The gap between the fences of the two yards was a bit big. At that time, she was only one year old and climbed from between the two fences to the yard of the Tang family.

At the age of four, he had already learned a lot of characters and was fascinated by the comic story book. He was learning the sitting posture of an adult, with Erlang's legs tilted, and he looked with gusto, only to find that there was weight on his raised feet, and he wrinkled. She raised her eyebrows and looked up, only to find a dirty little girl, holding his legs, stood up, and rubbed in front of him step by step, opening a pair of innocent Shuling eyes, looking curiously Holding the book in his hand.

Although he was only four years old at that time, he had already loved being clean to the point where he was horribly clean. He saw that her beautiful dress was covered with mud on her white socks and her small round face was covered in mud. Without any hesitation, he frowned, took his feet out of her hands, then put the storybook on the table, took the tissue, and wiped his trousers.

It may be that when he pumped his feet, he pumped a bit quickly. She didn't stand firm and squatted on the ground without crying. She just rolled over on the spot, then climbed to the table and stood up without a word. He stretched out his dirty little hand and grabbed it at his serial story book.

He was looking at the most exciting part of the story, her hands were so dirty, he immediately said "dirty" with a look of disgust, and then swiftly took the first step by telling the serial story book.

At that time, she already understood most of the languages, and she could also say simple words in her mouth. She probably knew that "dirty" was a bad adjective, so she immediately pouted and stared at her angrily. Look.

He doesn't bother to care about such a dirty little girl! He picked up his book and prepared to walk into his house without thinking, but he just stood up, she suddenly stretched out her hand and took the serial story from his hand without symptoms. The book was taken away.

He turned around and robbed it subconsciously.

She might know that he was going to **** it, or she might know that she could not **** him, so she pulled his serial storybook directly with her two little fleshy hands and tore them in half.