You Are My Rare Passion

Wu Xiaoxiao shuddered, suddenly came back to her senses, grabbed Wen Qiuci's hand, and nodded desperately: "I do! I do! I do!"

Oh my God!

Isn't this pie in the sky?

She never dreamed that such a pie-in-the-sky thing would happen to her.

She held Wen Qiuci's hand in excitement, not knowing what to say.

Wen Qiuci looked at her excited look and didn't know what to do, and there was a smile in his eyes, "I really like her, shouldn't I make up for it?"

"No, no!" Wu Xiaoxiao shook her head desperately: "Brother, when I liked you, you were not famous yet! I just like the way you paint seriously, and the quiet look in your eyes when you look at people. Anyway... Anyway, I just like you. , It has nothing to do with whether you are a talented painter, but senior brother... you, do you like me?"

A blush appeared on her face, and her eyes were filled with nervous anticipation.

Wen Qiuci did not answer her question, but asked her: "Am I someone that no one likes?"

Wu Xiaoxiao shook her head: "Of course not!"

There are many girls who like Senior Brother Wen, and many of them are better off than her.

Because of this, she only dared to have a secret crush and did not dare to confess her love.

When Wen Qiuci asked her this, she understood.

Wen Qiuci also liked her.

If Wen Qiuci didn't like her, he could have been with another girl who liked him instead of choosing her.

What's more, she harmed Wen Qiuci.

If Wen Qiuci didn't like her, he would definitely hate her, the culprit who caused him harm.

The person she had a crush on happened to like her too, and for her, there was nothing more beautiful than this in the world.

Her face flushed with excitement, she held Wen Qiuci's hand hard, and looked at him without blinking, not wanting to be separated from him for a moment, "Senior brother, I will definitely be good to you, and I will be good to you all my life! All my life. Take good care of you!"

She looked at Wen Qiuci with bright eyes, full of expectations and yearning for a better life in the future.

Wen Qiuci couldn't help but raise the corners of her mouth.

He liked the feeling of being with Wu Xiaoxiao very much.

Wu Xiaoxiao is a very simple and unscheming person.

Her life is clean and simple, and she has a sunny and optimistic personality. Although her family is well off, she is easily satisfied, and the smallest things can make her laugh happily.

He has a dull personality and a desolate life, so he likes such a clean and sunny girl. Seeing her joyful look, his heart seems to be illuminated by sunshine and brightened up.

After looking at Wu Xiaoxiao for a moment, he asked softly: "I wonder if your parents and family will agree to us being together."

"I will definitely do it!" Wu Xiaoxiao nodded vigorously: "My grandfather likes your paintings. He knows that I like you. He supports me very much. He will be very happy when he knows that we are together!"

"But I am no longer the Wen Qiuci I used to be." Wu Xiaoxiao's grandfather probably liked the talented painter Wen Qiuci.

"But your paintings are still there, and you can still draw so many good paintings of Wen Qiuci!" Wu Xiaoxiao squeezed his hand, "Don't worry, I know my grandfather, and I know my parents even better. They will all know it." Support us together.”

"Okay," Wen Qiuci said, "When I am discharged from the hospital, I will visit your home and finalize our marriage."

"Okay, okay!" Wu Xiaoxiao almost jumped up with joy.

She was so beautiful that she was busy around Wen Qiuci.

Wen Qiuci looked at it with a smile, and took the time to send a private message to Qin Junye: "I'm getting married."