"Don't cry." Feng churui reached out and gently wiped away the tears from her eyes. These words were very sad.

In his impression, Wu Xuewei is an elf and playful little girl. She can be coquettish, call him uncle Feng sweetly, and cheat. She often kisses him on the cheek too intimately. She is fresh, young and energetic. He always thinks so.

But now, she has changed.

When did you become so tearful?

When did you begin to dislike yourself?

Wu Xuewei looked at him with tears. Her small face was slapped. Her eyes, nose and mouth were crying red. Against her pale face, she was a little color.

However, the poor sad eyes make people upset and uneasy.

"Promise me?" Wu Xuewei stubbornly wants a promise.

"I promise you." Feng churui thought for a moment, said, and then finished. Her eyes lit up instantly. He paused and continued to add: "I promise you to think about it, on the premise that you have to get rid of all these bad habits."

Wu Xuewei looked puzzled. He smiled and touched her head: "can you listen to me now?"

As long as she can go back to the United States, don't listen to him now. She will do whatever she is asked to do.

"You say."

"I can't let you go back to the United States until you get rid of these bad habits. If you don't change a small mistake, it will lead to great disaster sooner or later." Feng churui said, "even if it's to make up for my guilt at the bottom of my heart. Don't stay in a hotel these days. Go to my apartment. Don't worry, I don't want to pack and raise you, and I don't have the idea of humiliating you. I just want to take care of you. When you really get rid of these bad habits, I will naturally withdraw my documents."

"What if I can't change it?"

Feng churui's tone was gentle, but there was oppression that could not be ignored: "then change until you get rid of it."

Get rid of these habits?

It's just that you dress appropriately, don't wear flirtatious heavy makeup, don't go to bars, don't eat Medicine, will he let her go back to the United States as long as he changes these?

Wu Xuewei thought about it. Even if she couldn't change it, she could pretend to cheat the past, so she simply agreed.

"I hope you keep your word."

"Of course." Feng churui breathed a sigh of relief when she agreed.

Holding her to lie down, he said again, "you've been good for a while, you know?"

Wu Xuewei closed her eyes and even felt it hard to speak, "for example?"

"Get along well with me. Don't prick your whole body."

Wu Xuewei sniffed: "I'm afraid I can't do it."

"Then try to do it."

"What if I say no?" She suddenly opened her eyes with a touch of arrogant stubbornness.

Like a child who refuses to compromise, his stubborn eyes are a headache.

Feng churui is still calm and gentle, but his voice is slow, but he has a noble spirit of Youning: "all the things we talked about before are invalid."

Wu Xuewei glared at him and wanted to bite off a piece of his meat!

"Ah..." Feng churui smiled softly, and habitually reached out and pinched the tip of her small nose, "it's still so cute."

Wu Xuewei stagnated and was suddenly brought back to the past by this action and intimate tone. She remembered the time she had spent with him for so many years.

Feng churui also found something wrong with her. He smiled and coughed, "I have business to do. Let's go first. You have a good rest."