"They gave birth to a woman I love the most in my life. How could I hurt me?" Xiang Yutian breathed the fragrance between her hair, his voice sexy.

Jiang Wei listened quietly.

"I don't blame you anymore."

She whispered softly by him.

"What?"

Xiang Yutian didn't hear it clearly.

"Nothing." Jiang Wei shook his head.

She didn't want to pursue that blood debt anymore.

Let that dusty past continue to be buried and don't be mentioned again...

Xiang Yutian turned her body and stared at her with his eyes down, "Has Guying done the matter?"

Jiang Wei nodded, "He has sent all the things."

Xiang Yutian reached out and lifted her chin, looked straight into her eyes, and said quietly, "Don't think my money is dirty."

She is a person who has accepted the idea of ​​right and wrong from a young age and can clearly distinguish between right and wrong.

I entered AN again, and my roots were fresh.

Even if she doesn't use his money, he can understand it.

"I've taken it all." Jiang Wei said lightly. When she turned her head, she saw an A4 paper on the head of the bed with a sketch of her.

A long hair, a side face, and a pair of lower eyes, as if they were praying.

It looks really good.

Jiang Wei pushed Xiang Yutian's hand away and picked up the sketch from the head of the bed, but saw another sketch below...

There are two people kissing on it.

In the painting, she was put on a diamond wedding ring again.

Jiang Wei looked down at the painting in her hand. Even though the paper was very light, she felt so heavy that she could not hold it even if she pressed her hands...

"I will draw it as long as you have been away." Xiang Yutian put on her shoulder, "Take all these away, and I'll see if you think about it in the future."

He spoke casually.

There is no sadness of arranging the funeral.

But the less he cared, the more uncomfortable Jiang Zhiyi felt.

"You told me that if you hadn't been wiped out, you wouldn't have chosen to go to the underworld." Jiang Wei asked softly, "Then did you choose to learn painting?"

"Drawing is just an interest, I won't take it as a career."

Xiang Yutian sat down to the bed, pulled her into his arms, and let her sit on his lap.

“Doing business?”

"Maybe." Xiang Yutian hugged her and gave Ling Mo a two-character answer, and reached out to cover her hand holding the drawing paper, "Have you ever been to Florence?"

“…”

Jiang Wei shook her head.

"I was going to take you there after getting engaged." Xiang Yutian hugged her and said, "There are many relics of the Renaissance era, including the Arnold River, Michelangelo, and Da Vinci... It's me that I think I

The most attractive city.”

"Have you been?"

"No."

"Since you want to go, why not?"

Jiang Yiru is puzzled.

He probably has no place to go.

"I want to find you again." Xiang Yutian grabbed her hand and put it on his lips to print a kiss, "Florence's painting, Miaomiao with bells, used to be my dream."

“…”

Jiang Wei turned his face and looked at him in a daze.

"If you have time in the future, go to Florence for me." Xiang Yutian stared at her, "find a season of spring flowers."

He always speaks as casually as he talks about the weather.

"Your dream is just a woman and a city?"

Jiang Yi looked at him in disbelief.

"Isn't a man's dream so simple? " Xiang Yutian asked back with a self-deprecating question, "Little guy, you look down on me?"

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Off topic: Ahhhh, I'm sorry, the baby who asked for blessings before, a belated sentence, Happy birthday!! "They gave birth to a woman I love the most in my life, how could I hurt me?" Xiang Yutian breathed and sent her

The fragrance and the sound are sexy.

Jiang Wei listened quietly.

"I don't blame you anymore."

She whispered softly by him.

"What?"

Xiang Yutian didn't hear it clearly.

"Nothing." Jiang Wei shook his head.

She didn't want to pursue that blood debt anymore.

Let that dusty past continue to be buried and don't be mentioned again...

Xiang Yutian turned her body and stared at her with his eyes down, "Has Guying done the matter?"

Jiang Wei nodded, "He has sent all the things."

Xiang Yutian reached out and lifted her chin, looked straight into her eyes, and said quietly, "Don't think my money is dirty."

She is a person who has accepted the idea of ​​right and wrong from a young age and can clearly distinguish between right and wrong.

I entered AN again, and my roots were fresh.

Even if she doesn't use his money, he can understand it.

"I've taken it all." Jiang Wei said lightly. When she turned her head, she saw an A4 paper on the head of the bed with a sketch of her.

A long hair, a side face, and a pair of lower eyes, as if they were praying.

It looks really good.

Jiang Wei pushed Xiang Yutian's hand away and picked up the sketch from the head of the bed, but saw another sketch below...

There are two people kissing on it.

In the painting, she was put on a diamond wedding ring again.

Jiang Wei looked down at the painting in her hand. Even though the paper was very light, she felt so heavy that she could not hold it even if she pressed her hands...

"I will draw it as long as you have been away." Xiang Yutian put on her shoulder, "Take all these away, and I'll see if you think about it in the future."

He spoke casually.

There is no sadness of arranging the funeral.

But the less he cared, the more uncomfortable Jiang Zhiyi felt.

"You told me that if you hadn't been wiped out, you wouldn't have chosen to go to the underworld." Jiang Wei asked softly, "Then did you choose to learn painting?"

"Drawing is just an interest, I won't take it as a career."

Xiang Yutian sat down to the bed, pulled her into his arms, and let her sit on his lap.

“Doing business?”

"Maybe." Xiang Yutian hugged her and gave Ling Mo a two-character answer, and reached out to cover her hand holding the drawing paper, "Have you ever been to Florence?"

“…”

Jiang Wei shook her head.

"I was going to take you there after getting engaged." Xiang Yutian hugged her and said, "There are many relics of the Renaissance era, including the Arnold River, Michelangelo, and Da Vinci... It's me that I think I

The most attractive city.”

"Have you been?"

"No."

"Since you want to go, why not?"
To be continued...