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Chapter 472: Xia Xiaoxi went to worship her father 3

Xia Xiaoxi goes to pay homage to her father 3

The air was cold and cool, and I rowed a small boat and slowly crossed the sea of ​​memory. I forgot the time, but recalled the past.

Today, Xia Xiaoxi changed into a tight black dress and wore a pair of high heels that were only five centimeters long.

She knew that according to folk custom, when going to pay homage to deceased relatives, one must wear black.

Although she hates black things, it makes her look even more insecure.

When they came downstairs, Yan Yufeng was already sitting on the sofa dressed as a gentleman. Xia Xiaoxi glanced at his silent back, raised a smile at the corner of her mouth, and walked over upright and elegantly.

Walking in high heels is the most painful thing for her.

But after wearing high heels, she walked more reservedly, more elegantly, and appeared more mature. Although she had no sense of touch, Yan Yufeng saw that she was a ripe grape.

She was extremely careful with every step she took, fearing that she might accidentally sprain her foot. In front of Yan Yufeng, she didn't act pretentious and just acted as she did.

Yan Yufeng looked at her as if she was afraid of stepping on the floor, sometimes gently, sometimes heavily. The sound of her high heels ticking sounded particularly comfortable to his ears.

He had a cold and threatening face, as calm as if he hadn't heard the sound, but the next second, he put down the newspaper, turned his face sideways, and looked at her with admiration, his eyes as dark as night exuding evil aura.

It fell on every part of her body. After a while, he stretched out his hand and gently pulled her waist, which was originally upright, into his arms. He closed his eyes in enjoyment and smelled the fragrance emanating from her body.

The scent of a woman's maturity.

It is as tempting as delicious food, as refreshing as the fragrance of flowers, and as exciting as the fragrance of flowers.

Xia Xiaoxi stumbled into his arms, her half-exposed and half-covered chest vaguely visible in his eyes. She lowered her head shyly, not because of his sudden embrace, but because there were many people standing next to her.

The servants, with their bright eyes, were staring at her and Yan Yufeng.

Yan Yufeng acted as if he hadn't seen her. He hugged her waist and hands, lowered his head and kissed her forehead: "Be good, go have breakfast."

Xia Xiaoxi looked at him unnaturally, looking a little embarrassed. She nodded, got up and walked to the dining table.

Each of the servants seemed not to notice, and turned their heads away, pretending to be cleaning the glass.

Xia Xiaoxi took a sip of milk and took a bite of bread to settle the matter.

Yan Yufeng didn't wait for her to come down to have breakfast with her, but ate the steak first, which made her feel a little disappointed.

In the past, no matter when she got up late, he would wait for her to come down to have dinner with her. But now, for some reason, she felt that his relationship with her seemed to be gradually becoming distant.

Although he still occasionally made some kissing gestures in front of them as before, she felt that it was just a way of coping.

After hesitating for a long time, she thought about it and decided to forget it. Maybe she had overthought it.

After breakfast, she pulled out her chair and walked towards Yan Yufeng. He was looking at her intently, fascinated. She was still as fresh and simple as ever, but she was wearing a rather special outfit today.

She looks a little more charming and mature. He likes her change.

Xia Xiaoxi stood in front of him with an unnatural expression.


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