After two steps, song Xiangsi suddenly stops. She also seems to have sensed something. She stands with her back to Xu Jiamu for a while. Then she slowly turns around and looks a little chilly. Then she goes straight to Xu Jiamu.
I haven't seen him for a long time. When we meet again, he doesn't have that kind of romantic taste. His clothes seem to have been worn for a long time. His hair is messy and his face is decadent and tired.
However, it has nothing to do with her He won't be her lover, and she doesn't have to waste her time on him.
Song Xiangsi thought about it and drew back her sight, just like Xu Jiamu was just a stranger who had nothing to do with her. She walked on, but before two steps, she heard the familiar voice: "Acacia."
Song Xiangsi's steps are only slightly slow, but also just for a moment, and then even no pause, continue to walk in arrogantly.
Xu Jiamu doesn't know what's wrong with him. His mother has done so many bad things. He doesn't want to go back home. He has no face to face his brother and his best friend. He feels that he has become a person all of a sudden in this world. He wants to find someone to accompany him for a while, just for a while
Xu Jiamu thought of this place, suddenly people took a step to catch up with him, grabbed song Xiangsi's wrist, pulled her back a step, facing himself.
Song Xiangsi shook his wrist. Some of them couldn't get rid of it. He chuckled and looked back at Xu Jiamu: "master Xu, I don't remember my relationship with you now. You can pull me in the street at will..."
Before Song Xiangsi had finished speaking, he was suddenly surrounded by Xu Jiamu, and then fell into his arms. He hugged him tightly: "Acacia, stay with me for a while, just a moment..."
Song Jiadun's sarcastic words didn't let Xu's voice go down.
Xu Jiamu didn't speak, just took song Xiangsi closer to his arms.
Song Xiangsi clearly felt that a drop of moisture ran down her ears and fell into her clothes. She pursed her lips and clenched her hands hanging on both sides of her body. Finally, she lifted it up and put her arms around Xu Jiamu's waist.
Xu Jiamu's head was buried deeper into her neck, and another tear rolled down to the tear marks on her neck.
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back in the brocade garden, Qiao Anhao first put Lu Jinnian's bath water, and then, taking advantage of his bathing process, simply tidied up her bedroom, and by the way, took apart the bunch of flowers that Lu Jinnian had given himself and put them in the vase. In order to avoid the flowers withering slowly, Qiao Anhao also sprinkled some words in it.
Lu Jinnian finished his bath and came out of the bathroom. Qiao Anhao was taking a mobile phone to photograph his achievements in the vase.
Joanne heard the sound of the bathroom door, and before turning to look at the man behind him, he was suddenly caught in his waist, then fell into his arms, and then the man's head tilted forward, around her neck, blocking her lips.
With his kiss, his hand went into her dress.
Qiao'an knows what Lu Jinnian's action represents. She slightly evades his lips, and her breath is somewhat uneven. She says, "you've been running for so long, aren't you tired?"
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