Tsundere Star Mom: Teach a Male God To Be a Dad

A big man who has no courage and no responsibility, after cruelly rejecting Miaomiao's love for ten years, another person hides in the crowd and watches her silently, what the hell does it mean? !

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Xiao Zihan was looking at the men and women in the glass window, and when he heard Ji Tianmo's words, he seemed to be thinking about something, then he came back to his senses and quickly responded,

"Well, it's okay."

With one eye, Xiao Zihan's eyelid twitched.

All I saw was that Momo's pure black eyes were staring straight at him.

Xiao Zihan was startled, raised the corners of his mouth and yelled at Ji Tianmo,

"Little Momo, with your stupid uncle around, what can happen.

The bullet shot in the back and chest has been taken out, and it will be fine after a few days of recuperation.

What's more, there is Xiao Miaomiao standing by that kid's side every step of the way, so what's the big deal? "

Xiao Zihan thought of the scene where Xiao Miaomiao was guarding the operating room the whole time, wishing to grab the scalpel in his hand and perform it himself, so he silently stopped talking.

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Listen, Ji Tianmo restrained his gaze, nodded lightly, and said,

"That's good."

"Um,"

Xiao Zihan looked again at Ji Tianqi who was lying on the bed in the intensive care unit, and Ai Qianqian who was quietly beside the bed, and continued,

"Xiao Momo, tell your third sibling to go to rest quickly.

With such a small body, I can't compare with you, and it will be too much to hold on like this. "

Saying that, Xiao Zihan shook his hands and left.

"Uncle Xiao, come, look back and smile, and blow a kiss~~~"

Ji Shaojue pouted towards Xiao Zihan's back and threw a kiss "baji".

Xiao Zihan only raised his hand and waved it, and then turned around the corridor in a cool manner.

The Queen's dark eyes looked deeper at the leaving man, and the corners of Hong/Ye's mouth were faintly smeared with an unknown hook.

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"Little cousin, little cousin..."

Ji Shaojue, who was leaning on the window, jumped up all of a sudden, holding his heart in his hands and howling exaggeratedly...

The little cousin also fainted~~~

"Tsk tsk tsk, little cousin and sister-in-law are really a match made in heaven."

The whole is a high-end royal patient suite, with a large and luxurious Simmons soft bed, a man and a woman who are asleep on the left and right, each with a leg suspended high with a plaster cast.

That picture~~~

Ji Shaojue propped his chin with his hands, stared at the two people on the bed with cuteness, and kept sighing.

"Ah~~~"

Before he could finish shouting, the queen pinched her on the back of her neck with one hand and carried her out.

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In another private advanced ward.

The gentle sunshine of Rome, through the clear glass windows, shines in and scattered sparsely.

Beside the hospital bed, on Ji Tianmiao's beautiful face that seemed to be smiling heartlessly forever, there was a faint look on Ji Tianmiao's face that was hard to see clearly.

In the shallow sunlight, Ji Tianmiao's crystal clear eyes stared at the man who had not yet woken up from anesthesia on the hospital bed.

It's only been half a month, but she actually felt like half a century had passed.

Clenching the slightly rough palm of the man, he smiled faintly,

Mo Li, do you feel the same as me?

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Ji Tianmiao thought that she could survive ten years of unrequited love, and she could also use time to overcome the sadness of losing him completely.

But, day after day, day after day...

Until that day, in the sea of ​​purple lavender flowers in Provence, Ji Tianmiao posted a Weibo,

"I'm in Provence, miss me?"

She held her phone and looked through tens of thousands of fan comments. Everyone said they missed her, but he was the only one missing.

At that moment, the elf guarding the purple castle cried, and the charming lavender was also filled with a layer of lavender love...

It turns out that time is the antidote, but it is also the most poisonous poison in the world.

It turns out that there is a grave in my heart, where widows live...

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Ji Tianmiao lifted the big hand that was clenched tightly in his hand, and put it closer to his eyes.

interlocking fingers.

This is a dream she has had every day since ten years ago, and she has been pestering him to do it every day.

Big hands holding small hands, walking to the end of the years together.

Gently raising her hand, her lips fell on the back of the man's hand, "tick" and there were also tears welling up in her eyes without warning.

Why, Mo Li?

Why not me?

Is it really because you have always treated me like a younger sister?

Even she couldn't convince herself with this explanation...

In his mind, the moment when he rushed towards him from the crowd kept reappearing.

In those indifferent eyes that looked at her without any emotion, Ji Tianmiao saw the panic, fear, and trembling rage that a man had never shown before...

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To my sister, should I really look like this?

Mo Li, do you really think I'm a fool?

Ten years ago, you saved my life, and then I loved you for ten years.

Ten years later, you saved me, so, Mo Li, shall I continue to love you for another ten years?

What is your answer?

Will you continue to not want me?

The cold tears fell on the place where the lips and the back of the hand were attached, and kept sliding down...

Under the thin sunlight, the light of colored glaze is lightly reflected.

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The screen of the mobile phone placed by the bed suddenly turned on, displaying a text message from "Little Prince".

Ji Tianmiao carefully placed Mo Li's hand on the bed quilt, raised the back of his hand to wipe the tears on his face, and then gently picked up the mobile phone on the bedside table.

The moment Ji Tianmiao clicked on the content of the message, she already knew the answer in her heart.

Glowing lips, with a slight curve on the corner of the mouth, looked extraordinarily beautiful in the sun.

The slender fingers tapped briskly, and sent.

Looking at the text message that had been sent, Ji Tianmiao breathed a sigh of relief. For the past half month, the weight that had been pressing on her heart, which could not be dispelled no matter what, suddenly relaxed.

Once again, he took the slightly cold palm of the man, and held both hands together in the palm of his hand, with a shallow smile on the corner of his mouth, a little bit up and down.

Mo Li, since you don't want to pull me forward, let me pull you.

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On the mobile phone, the sent text message shows,

"Sorry, Henry."

Ji Tianmiao knows the feeling of liking others but not liking herself, it is too painful.

Henry likes her, but she likes Moli and can't tolerate anyone anymore.

Her heart is so small, she can't bear too much favor from others.

Because, she has no way to repay, even if she knows that Henry is willing.

In other words, her love for Henry was actually for herself.

For ten years, she has gotten used to this kind of painful love, even like a drug addiction, it has become an indispensable part of her life.

However, Ji Tianmiao forgot.

She is used to it, and so is Henry, who has long been trapped in this kind of painful love but does not want to break free, allowing it to erode her life...

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(Baby, good night, the rabbits will sleep first today =_=, let’s go out tomorrow! ╭(╯3╰)╮)