Chapter 427

Give it to her, love?

Yuxuan's slender fingers were tightly pinched together. She only felt that her brain was blank.

Biting his lower lip, his eyes turned scarlet.

The shoulders tremble badly.

I kept turning Li Beichen's words in my mind. If you want to love, I will give it to you.

Although she knew it was so empty, she was trapped in that moment.

Every woman has a fluke mentality.

Fantasize about that man, perhaps also like her.

And she has become one of thousands of ordinary women.

Abandon all arrogance and unruly.

She should believe him. What if it's true?

During this time, she repressed her emotions and even drove herself crazy.

Light frown show eyebrows, or stretch open.

It seems a little strange not to be stubborn with him so soon.

And asked her heart, although feel confused, but want to stubbornly move forward.

Li Beichen took Yuxuan back to the capital of Huadu.

Just got off the bus and saw a big sugar maple planted in front of the villa.

Yuxuan's pupil shrank suddenly, and the whole person stood in situ stunned.

I don't know how he did it.

Yuxuan thought that Li Beichen had never noticed.

On her right arm, there is a tattoo of maple leaves.

But unexpectedly, he not only saw it, but also remembered it in his heart.

The maple leaf was not tattooed by herself. It should have been before she was adopted by the orphanage.

Perhaps it is the only past left to Yuxuan by her parents.

When autumn is gradually rustling, maple leaves show their elegance, and their redness is like drunkenness.

It is free and easy without any embellishment and aloof who doesn't care about the prosperity of the secular world.

It seems that she is really like her.

"Do you like it?" Li Beichen attached himself, and the tall and straight figure of Wei'an annihilated the weakness of Yuxuan.

Hold her in your arms.

Slightly lift your chin and you can see the British edge radian outlined by the man.

The eyes were filled with dense water vapor.

My throat is a little sour.

For so long, she seems to have forgotten her tattoo.

It seems that I haven't seen such a lush sugar maple for many years.

Once I wanted to go to Canada and feel the clear coolness brought by the breeze. Maybe with the dusk, I shed a few lines of tears about my life experience.

Then gradually by the maple red color to fade their sadness, and finally condense the regrets at the bottom of my heart for so many years.

"Why?" Yuxuan looked at him, his sight gradually became blurred, and tears came out quietly.

She saw Li Beichen's intentions.

I don't know where he transplanted such a big sugar maple, let alone how he planted it in these hours.

"Just like it." Li Beichen smiled, stretched out his hand and wiped away the tears from the corners of her eyes.

"But you don't love me."

"Is love really that important to you?"

"Important."

Li Beichen held her tightly, and her deep eyes were gentle, "Yuxuan, I'm giving you what you want bit by bit. Forget my past with giovinci. Let's live a good life. "

"Have a good... Life?"

Yuxuan repeated what he said, his heart was inexplicably tight.

Since when was she so easily moved?

Li Beichen held her tighter, his eyes and eyebrows were gentle and serious: "well, live a good life."

"How to live?"

Looking at the blankness in her water eyes, the man's thin and cool lips evoke a faint radian.

Maybe he can like the woman in front of him.

"As long as it's what you like, I'll give it unconditionally. Is that enough?"

An emotional word, Yuxuan's heart could not help accelerating.

Her hand tightly grasped Li Beichen's black suit, and a thin layer of sweat poured into it.

"Enough." She responded softly.

"However, there is only one chance. If we miss it, we are really finished."

The man's thin and cool lips hook the radian of a smile, inverting all sentient beings, "you won't miss it."