Chapter 471: Xia Xiaoxi went to worship her father 2
Xia Xiaoxi goes to pay homage to her father 2
She covered her aching forehead, tears falling uncontrollably...
Her father's death is just a scar for her. Now, she has unknowingly raised her own scar.
Tears fell on the notebook she recorded in. She was about to close it, but suddenly she found a pair of strong arms behind her, hugging her into his arms. She looked back, and a handsome face appeared in front of her.
In front of you.
When she saw Yan Yufeng, she immediately lowered her head, pretending to be nonchalant, and wiped away her tears.
Yan Yufeng frowned, and his heart immediately ached.
"What's wrong?" Yan Yufeng lowered her head and raised her head with a worried look on her face.
Xia Xiaoxi had tears in her eyes. She didn't want Yan Yufeng to see her crying, but now, she could wipe away her tears no matter how hard she wiped them away.
Yan Yufeng's gentleness was the best cure for her heart ailment. The pain just now disappeared in an instant, and a warmth spread from underneath.
"No, I just had a nightmare." Xia Xiaoxi closed her note and hid it secretly behind her so that Yan Yufeng wouldn't find it.
"Idiot, it's just a dream." Yan Yufeng pinched her cheek and looked at her with a doting look, his voice was also gentle and indescribable.
Xia Xiaoxi looked at him eagerly, feeling as if he had changed again. Before leaving this morning, he still had an indifferent expression on his face and ignored her, but now, his gentleness has returned.
It reached the atrium of her heart and was violently hitting a certain heartstring in her.
Xia Xiaoxi felt warm in her heart, and her sadness gradually disappeared.
She buried her head in his arms. Smelling the tangy scent of hormones, her head felt dizzy, and she was about to be overwhelmed by such a seductive charm.
Her small arms were tightly wrapped around her waist, which was much larger than her hands. She wore her long hair and rubbed against his arms.
"With you by my side, I have nothing to fear."
She didn't want to tell him about her father. Telling him would only make her feel worse. At the same time, Yan Yufeng was busy enough every day, and she didn't want to add to his pain.
She suddenly felt that she missed her father a little bit.
Yan Yufeng's clear eyes, with clear black and white eyes, were clean and pure, not a speck of dust had ever fallen.
He lowered his head slightly, his eyes looking sad. In fact, he knew that Xia Xiaoxi was lying, and he didn't want to say anything more. He stroked her hair and felt the softness in it.
Xia Xiaoxi closed her eyes and let Yan Yufeng touch her wantonly. Although he didn't speak, she could feel the love in his heart.
A lazy smile slowly rose.
After a long time, Xia Xiaoxi came out of his arms. His face was as clear as a sculpture, and his angular face was extremely handsome. She pouted and bit her lower lip with a pair of white teeth.
"Yan Yufeng, I want to pay homage to my father tomorrow." Her voice was a little low, but loud and clear, like clear water flowing in a sweet spring, as gentle and pleasant as a melody.
Yan Yufeng was not shocked at all by her words. He looked calm. When he first came out, he glanced at the notebook in her hand.
He knew that she missed his father.
"Okay" he responded simply, not wanting to disturb her mood, although he had a very important thing to finish tomorrow.