"He folded that flower last week when he was in art class. It's like treasure these days. I don't even touch it as a mother. It's for giving it to your little girl. It hurts my heart."

Lan Su did not know when she came to Yunjian. She shook her head and looked at Zhou Yiran in the distance. Her face was hurt.

Although Zhou Yiran is only four years old, he has already mentioned the kindergarten in the morning.

He's very clever, he's easy to understand.

The flower is just like a real flower, so that cloud paper looks at the flower Zhou Yiran handed to the little girl from some distance, and thinks it's a real flower at first sight.

All around is the coast, the seaside coconut trees are mostly, there are no flowers to fold around.

"Don't be sad." Cloud paper sits on a rocking chair on the beach, sips red lips and hooks the arc.

Lansu thought Yunjian was going to say two words to comfort her.

But cloud paper next sentence, let blue vegetable almost crazy: "later will be more sad."

...

in the distance, the little girl and the little guy are free to climb on the pink beach by themselves.

The little girl and the little guy are very sensible. They both know that they can't run too far, let alone near the sea.

At this time, Zhou Yiran suddenly came to hand a flower to the little girl. When the little guy saw it, he gave Zhou Yiran a ferocious "ah" and reached for the flower.

Zhou Yiran, taking advantage of his height and age, reaches out and pushes the little guy aside, squats down and pulls up the little girl's hand, gently putting the flower he made into the little girl's hand.

"Here you are." Zhou Yiran's mouth is clear.

"Ah?" The little girl stared, and the talking eyes seemed to ask Zhou Yiran, "is this really for me?".

Even if the little girl can't talk now.

Zhou Yiran saw this, as if he could talk with the little girl without any obstacles, nodded and continued: "here you are, take my flowers, and then you can only be my bride."

The little girl giggled after listening. She didn't know what the bride was. She grabbed the flower and played happily.

I don't know that someone has reserved her life with a flower.

"Ah ah! Hiss, hiss, hiss! " The little guy was pushed by Zhou Yiran. He turned up on the beach like a turtle. He didn't get up for a long time. He bared his teeth and looked at Zhou Yiran with a fierce face.

The cloud paper in the distance sees this, slightly purses the lip, a face happiness.

...

at seven o'clock in the evening, Qin Yirou organized a barbecue at the seaside.

The next day is the engagement banquet, and most of the people have arrived.

It's suggested that we should have a barbecue party here in the evening.

Everyone, it's outside.

Yunjian sees that the little girl and the little guy are under the care of. She turns back to the house and plans to take a bath.

It was planned that Si Yi would not be here until early in the morning.

...

for the newly rented seaside holiday villa, Yunjian reaches out to turn on the electric light in the living room.

Suddenly, with a big hand, she suddenly pressed her hand.

The other big palm stretched out from behind the cloud paper and covered the mouth of the cloud paper.

Suddenly, the man pulls the cloud paper to the table in the living room, and pushes the body of the cloud paper to the table in the middle of the living room where it is possible to enter at any time.

This man covers Yunjian's mouth, uses the force which even Yunjian can't resist to press on Yunjian, and then attaches to her ear.

At the moment when the familiar voice sounded, Yunjian felt that his legs in short skirts had been pressed on the dark villa living room table by the suddenly familiar figure, and slowly separated:

"Xiaojian......"