Sweetheart, I’ll Spoil You

"I'm going to find the second brother!" Without thinking, Xia Duo stepped out.

"Well, miss ..." Wang Yan looked at the figure who turned around and walked out of the restaurant. The words that didn't come out were suddenly in the throat. She forgot that Master Second had said it, and no one was allowed to disturb him.

The warm yellow light of the court lamp dazzled softly on the roadbed, shining a brilliant jade color on the cobblestone pavement.

Night fell down like a huge curtain, hundreds of lights, but could not illuminate the roadbed in front.

In the flower room, the lights were bright, and the transparent glass blocked outsiders' visits.

Xia Yiduo's gaze dimly reflected the shadow, shivering, like the little warm light in the heart, so rare and precious.

She could not hear the sound of the wind running in her ears, and could not feel the perception that the hair was caught behind her ears by the wind direction in the past. In her mind, it was Xia Yize's last sentence left in her ears.

Near the door of the flower room, when approaching the flower room, Xia Duo's footsteps were not blocked by anyone, but because of his sudden thoughts and sudden cowardice, he was blocked there.

The front may be bright or dark, and neither can advance nor retreat.

She thought of the waves that seem to be behind these days, her hallucinations, and her sudden pregnancy. Even now, she can even hear the animals talking! ?

And the second brother who loves her the most, the second brother who protects her everywhere, the second brother who has been speaking to her with gentle words, when the night becomes like that night, the rage is strange and unpredictable ...

"I know you're here. Come here, then come in." A light word seemed to float in the wind, calm and quiet, but Xia Duo raised his eyes arrogantly.

At the entrance of Huafang, he was standing there with a long body and a long body, and his long body was almost integrated into the night. His eyes glanced peacefully across her body, seeming a little sad, floating in the air.

In his left hand, he held a tulip untimely, and the unpruned leaves were still half broken, while his right hand was holding a small pair of scissors.

"Two ... second brother," the person who was so eager to meet at the moment, at the moment, let Xia Duo retreat a little, not even speaking fluently.

"Come in." There was no blame, nor did she ask her how these days were, but a plain sentence, as if there was no emotional touch.

Xia Duo suddenly clenched her fists, a sad heart burst into her heart, and a heart twisted deeply. The elder brother who was so close to her was still only like this? Why, exactly, what happened?

In a word, Xia Duo followed him in. At the moment he turned around, at the bright hall of Huafang, her eyes stopped on his trouser legs. Even if he was wearing black casual pants, Xia Duo saw that. A large pool of dirty mud.

Her pupils shrank fiercely, Huo Ran raised his eyes and looked at the back in front of him, and saw that he walked in casually, then squatted down, took a small shovel, and planted the tulip.

His expression was extremely serious, and he seemed to be doing something very sacred.

Prior to this, the second brother was a very clean person. She even remembered that he had moderate cleanliness, and it was impossible for him to endure such dirty things as mud.