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Stalking Ye Tianyu

I wanted to tease my wife, so I trained her, but what was the result? It was a terrible one, but he was very satisfied with this day. He could occasionally hug, occasionally kiss, eat tofu, etc., which was the most comfortable.

It is his welfare, and he will never be able to escape from it in the future, so he doesn't need to worry.

Thinking of this, Ye Tianyu became even more satisfied. He felt extremely comfortable with his current life.

Rongyan and the baby appeared on the beach with their children. Fortunately, the two of them did not get angry. The children would have needle holes in the broad daylight. Obviously, the baby was embarrassed to look here when he saw this scene.

Wen Jing held two red roses and looked at them with great dearness. Although there were some flaws, they were of a kindness. She was happy to see them, "What kind of flower is this?"

"Red Rose." Ye Tianyu replied naturally, "How much has I put into trouble for it?"

Wen Jing had a stern face, "I said what kind of flower it turned out to be."

"Camel flower." Ye Tianyu said with a smile, sat over, Wen Jing looked at him vigilantly, Ye Tianyu looked at her extremely innocently, and asked aggrievedly, "I can't get close to you at all?"

Wen Jing looked at his puppy-like posture and suddenly remembered the Satsuma she raised when she was a child. When she bullied it, it looked at her with such wet eyes and accused her of grievances.

"One meter away." Wen Jing said seriously. He had eaten her tofu many times. She had to take basic precautions. Ye Tianyu measured one meter distance on the sofa. Wen Jing, "..."

After measuring well, she sat down decisively, Wen Jing looked at him beside her, "I said one meter away."

"It's enough to be ten feet away." Ye Tianyu smiled shamelessly. The distance between him and her was ten feet away, so why should he tell me so clearly? Wen Jing was angry. Ye Tianyu leaned over and stole a fragrance on her cheek. Wen Jing raised her leg and kicked him. Ye Tianyu pressed her legs and protested, "Ajing, don't always use this trick. If you use too much, what should I do if I kicked me in silence? I still expect it to add an impression point to me in the future."

Wen Jing understood, her face turned red, and she directly took the book in her hand to smash him, but Ye Tianyu didn't care at all, which made her sit by herself alone and wanted to go to the sofa next door to do it, but she was not allowed.

Domineering, selfish, bastard.

She cursed Ye Tianyu several times in her heart, and Ye Tianyu always smiled.

Seeing that she really liked Red Rose, the smile on her face became gentler. For Ye Tianyu, Wen Jing was his rose, his love, and roses were just a way for him to convey his emotions. He was also glad that she still liked it.

"Ajing, I don't know how many times I have sent red roses in the past few years. At that time, you were still lying in the London refrigerator. When you died, I knew it, but I couldn't accept it in my heart. I always thought that you could feel my feelings. I wanted to do those things to you, and I didn't have time to do to you. I would give you two red roses every day, as long as I am in London. I know this is stupid, and you can't feel it at all. The owner of the flower shop often knows me. Every time I see me, I always ask me with a smile, if I come to buy flowers for your wife again. In her eyes, maybe I am a lunatic, maybe I will give a big bouquet. I buy two flowers every time, and I always have a stern face and look sad. It's not like buying flowers for my wife."

"The boss lady is very nice to me. She will leave me the brightest flowers every time. Once, she asked me, why didn't I see your wife? You give her two roses every day, she must be very touched, right? At that moment, I suddenly realized how regretful this is. I only had time to give you roses once, and I didn't even have time to say I love you. I silently prepared your 18th birthday for you, but welcoming your disaster. I want to give you two roses and a ring to propose, as your wedding gift, and give you an unforgettable memory of the 18th birthday. As a result, I did give you an unforgettable 18th birthday, and there were four bullets as gifts. A Jing, no matter how many times I say sorry, I can't recover the tragedy of the past."

"Can you give me another chance to do it for my sincere repentance and don't use the past to block me? I am a bastard. I admit that I know how to cherish it only after I lose it. I also admit that I am not worthy of your love at the age of twenty. You fell in love with a bastard. That bastard is selfish, stubborn, and will not understand your girlfriend. He is ashamed to speak for love. He always feels that if you speak first, you will laugh at him. The person you fall in love with first will definitely lose a lot. That bastard is still calculating about winning or losing, but forgot that the person who cares so much is not a real man at all. My grandmother often tells a joke, people always have to meet a few scumbags before they can understand true love. Just think of you as an eighteen-year-old, meeting a scumbag and loving him wrongly. Is this okay?"

"Now this scumbag has been changed. This scumbag thinks he will be a good partner, with a healthy mind, smart and broad mind, and unsuspecting in changes. The most important thing is that this scumbag has become temperamental, the type you like, and this scumbag knows what it means to bend and stretch. The most important thing is that this scumbag knows how to love you and how to cherish you. The only disadvantage is that this scumbag doesn't know how to bless you with the damn passerby A, B, C and D. In other places, he is definitely a good partner, just waiting for you to take him home. Just give him a chance to make a correction. You can't make a mistake. I have to be a prisoner all my life. This is not fair. There are also probation for murderers, so why don't I?"

"Ajing, look at me. I am completely different from me who is twenty years old. I will never hurt you again, and I will never let you down again." Ye Tianyu held Wen Jing's hand and placed it on his chest, saying affectionately, "There is only a heart that loves Wen Jing here."

Ye Tianyu's words were spoken gently and beautifully, the most important thing was the sincerity. Wen Jing could hear it, and he could also hear it in his words. How much he cared about this reunion. When she heard Ye Tianyu's talk about her 18th birthday, her eyes were still red, and her heart still felt aching sourly. However, listening to his words, there was also a hint of sweetness. She could know that her 18th birthday could have another side.

If there were no such tragedy, on her 18th birthday, there would be a rose given to her by the person she loved, there would be a romantic proposal, and perhaps there would be a very charming dance, perhaps Latin, or perhaps tango, the most charming dance dance dance danced by Ye Tianyu.

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