Chapter 1719

When Li Jue Feng dumped her, she tried hard to recover her strength. He still remembers that he was shocked at the beginning. Can time really obliterate everything, including her original persistence?

"Without love, you can get out." Gu Xiaoai looked at Li Jue Si, tone light way, "if really let out, it just proves that I really don't fit him, he deserves better happiness."

She just wants to know if this road is more suitable for them and their children

Marquis shrugged. "OK, let's see if the third one will be let out by you."

With that, marquis left.

Gu Xiaoai looked at the figure that he left and pursed his lips.

Marquis could leave them alone, but he still came back to her again and again, looking for Marquis. Marquis really hoped that they would have a result.

"Thank you!" Gu Xiaoai cried out.

"I didn't do anything." Marquis strode forward and raised his voice in response.

Don't do anything, he cares about her, she has been very moved.

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The beautifully decorated toy room still can't be displayed in front of len. Len is either training or jazz. She can't see it.

Len didn't eat the food cooked in the evening.

At night.

Gu Xiaoai is lying in bed, looking at the books of autism treatment. The night wind blows the curtain, and the coolness spreads in.

Gu Xiaoai gets up and closes the window.

The manor is quiet at night. Standing at the window, the searchlights are moving from place to place. The guards dare not relax at all, as if terrorists would invade at any time.

Glancing over the lawn below, she remembered the fireworks of that night and set off all night.

Put your hand over the nearly healed wound on your shoulder.

Li Jiefeng

Gu Xiaoai's heart can't calm down any more. He goes inside and turns on the light on his desk. He takes out the pen, ink, paper and inkstone, picks up the pen and dips it into ink, and then begins to brush.

The first word on the paper is "Li".

The harshness of the style.

Gu Xiaoai put down his pen, crumpled the paper into a ball, threw it into the garbage can, and drew with a brush.

Ye Jiahe said that landscape painting can make people feel good and open-minded.

Gu Xiaoai took a deep breath and drew a tree on the paper. Unconsciously, he added a sense of wind to one side, which made the leaves slant to one side.

"His name is Li juefeng. Do you like painting style? If you are not a psychologist, you can't put it down. There are six words in your mind and heart: Li Jue Feng, Li Jue Feng... "

This is as like as two peas in the same way.

She's back now?!

Gu Xiaoai reluctantly put down his pen, kneaded the paper into a ball and threw it into the garbage can.

If you want to draw something, Gu Xiaoai's head is blank.

She thought she had a good time

Even if she can't be with len all the time, she is very happy to see that len is becoming cheerful. She also heard len call her mother.

Lost son, so like her son

She is happy, but why... She can't draw anything. What she draws is Li Jue Feng, Li Jue Feng

Gu Xiaoai decadent hands embrace the head, no, she must write something, she does not admit that her psychological state back to the beginning so bad.

Gu Xiaoai picked up a book, dipped it in ink, inked it on the paper, and copied the words on the cover of the book