Ya looked at the petite man leaning on the door frame.

Only then did he realize that the house was lit up with goose-yellow light and shadow. A faint yellow and a faint silvery white gathered on Fan Ruoyu's body, flickering. Ya could not see her expression clearly at this time.

But a wave of thoughts came to him, and the person he had been thinking about for three years now no longer looked like a baby, but a cute and charming girl.

But when she thought about how he let her go just now, a flash of nervousness appeared on her face.

He didn't even look at her carefully just now, but he couldn't help but feel angry when he thought of her desperately rushing forward, but more importantly, he was worried, deep worried.[

Three years later, his little thing has grown up and grown taller. Well, it seems that he still hasn't gained any flesh. He has a face the size of a palm and a slender waist that can be held with one hand.

Fan Ruoyu looked at Ya, and his expression kept changing. From the initial sadness, to the breath that made people's hearts tremble.

Then there was the nervousness, obsession, longing after seeing her, and now what does the critical look in his eyes mean? It changed so quickly in an instant?

He took a deep breath and clenched his lowered hands into fists. He still dared to be picky. Why was he so picky? The suppressed anger rose again. There was anger in his eyes, but he insisted on saying a word.

He didn't say anything, just looked at it calmly. There was no change in his eyes, which made Ya's heart tighten tightly.

I don't like this look, I don't like it. It's so plain and unfamiliar, as if she has wiped him out of her heart. When he thinks of this, he will not allow it no matter what.

She is his, and can only be his. And he will only be hers. As she said, he is hers, and even if he dies, he can only be hers.

He unconsciously stepped forward and looked down at Fan Ruoyu. Although he had grown up a bit, he was still so petite in front of him. His petiteness made him feel distressed.

Silver hair fell down and fell in front of Fan Ruoyu's eyes.

For a moment, the flash of silver light made the tip of her nose feel sore.

He closed his eyes, opened them again, looked at the figure in front of him, and said lightly: "Why are you coming back..." Before the word could be fully uttered, someone blocked his lips, and in the gap, he said, "Do it again,

Even if I am burning with desire, I will never let go!"

The words were so light, so indifferent, yet so deep, they hit Fan Ruoyu's heart. It turned out, it turned out, just now he was because of...

So he let go of her hand and ran away.

The light blue eyes met the dark boundless ones, still so bright and still so beautiful. But the deep affection in those eyes made his heart almost tremble. He couldn't imagine what his actions like just now had done to her.

What an injury!

The lips parted, and he smiled like a child: "You fool, you should close your eyes!" The love in his heart could no longer be suppressed. The words he spoke were all soft, "I'm sorry!"

He gently held up that little palm-sized face with both hands, so beautiful, so beautiful. After missing her for three years, he kept sketching her appearance in his mind. This is his little thing, no matter how it changes, he will

A little thing that settles in one glance.

Fingertips gently stroked Fan Ruoyu's pink lips, and said softly: "I'm sorry, I just... just didn't know how to control myself!" That's why I let you go stupidly, if I knew you would do that.

He was so sad that even if he endured it until it exploded, he would never let go. Ya looked at Fan Ruoyu deeply and said softly:
Chapter completed!