Chapter 5125

Looking down at Duan Jintian, Xi Rong floating dust has a different feeling in terms of angle.

His Mou light a dark, take whirlpool sort, all want to swallow section brocade sweet.

But he still breathed a little, and then rubbed his hair. "Wake up?"

Hear Xi Rong floating dust active natural speech, Duan Jintian slowly began to breathe normally.

Then she opened her eyes slowly.

Duan Jintan's eyes are actually very beautiful, with a kind of smart beauty, clear and bright.

But her eyes are like her mother's.

In fact, there is a very strange feeling.

He remembers such a pair of eyes. The picture his father often looks at is actually Duan Jintian's mother.

It's really like that.

At that time, my father often took a picture of aunt Bai. He once glanced at it and remembered the eyes.

At this time, I saw Duan Jintian's eyes.

Xi Rong Fu Chen thinks of her father and aunt Bai.

He had a feeling that he could fulfill the regret in his father's heart.

Looking at Duan Jintian's eyes, Xi Rong floating dust is slightly distracted.

After Duan Jintian opened her eyes, what she saw was the light of the mist in the dust.

She was stunned, she felt that the dust of Xilong seemed to be thinking something through her, and it was still very serious.

Because she can feel this moment, the breath of his whole body becomes a little sad and serious.

Duan Jintian doesn't know what Xi Rong floating dust is thinking, but she loves him.

Duan Jintian doesn't know whether to disturb Xilong floating dust to think about things.

But she didn't like his sad breath. She reached out and stroked the eyebrows of Xi Rong floating dust, "brother dust, what are you thinking?"

Xirong floating dust listen to Duan Jintian's words, suddenly come back, his eyes gradually become clear.

He shook his head to Duan Jintian and said, "nothing?"

Duan Jintian said stubbornly this time: "you must be thinking about something. Brother Chen, your look just made me feel sad."

With that, Duan Jintian's eyes are shining with heartache.

Duan Jintian is so serious looking at the dust, seems to want to know what he is thinking.

Xi Rong Fu Chen gently touched Duan Jin Tian's hair and sighed: "I'm thinking about my father."

As soon as mentions the Xi Rong floating dust's father, the section brocade sweet facial expression one shock, she also does not know should say what.

After all, it was really a matter of the previous generation. She didn't know how to judge it.

And although the mother will talk about some things at that time, they don't know the specific details. But Duan Jintian knows that Xilong floating dust cares about and loves his father very much.

So she pursed her lips, really don't know how to comfort the dust in Xilong.

Xi Rong Fu Chen looks at Duan Jin Tian's pale face. He lowers his head and gently kisses her eyebrows. He comforts her and says: "Tian Tian, I thank my father very much. Although he left, it's equivalent to knowing you because of him. I always thank my father. Maybe it's because of his instructions that I gave you to me."

Hearing this, Duan Jintian was relieved.

Xilong floating dust can feel that Duan Jintian is relieved in an instant.

He sighed: "silly girl, I am very clear, I will not like my father, I will cherish you, for me, emotion is more important than power, and I know who I love in my heart, what I want."