For so many years, she had been on the edge of her pants.

I'm afraid of thinking about the strong grandfather and the strong mother. Only one of them knows the identity of the little fish.

Little fish can't grow up by her side.

"Mommy, can I have another bread?"

Lin yishallow is crying. Suddenly, the sound of Lin Xiaoyu is clear and tender.

“……”

Mingming is also very sad. The style of painting has changed.

And Didn't he just eat a lot of chicken wings and ice cream? Why should he eat it again?

Lin yishallow wipes his tears with his hands, then turns his head to look at the fish. He lies on the door frame, purses his lips, looks at her with simple eager eyes. Lin yishallow breaks into tears and laughs. She takes the tissue paper in her white hand and wipes the tears and snivels.

Then she turned her head and nodded to the fish with a smile, "go and eat."

I feel better all of a sudden. I don't need any comfort.

This is the reason why she can persist to this day. No matter how tired and bereaved she is, as long as she comes home to see the lovely face of the little fish, she will have no worries or fatigue.

He is her motivation.

"This guy knows how to eat." White was also amused by the small fish.

He looked at the little fish's back and shook his head, then his eyes went back to Lin Yi's shallow face. "You really don't go back at night?"

Lin yishallow shrugs, "do I look like I'm joking?"

White nodded, "then you have a rest earlier. I'm going to the study to talk about the super meeting case."

"Go."

Lin yishallow sees white into the study, then raises his feet to walk into the room.

In such a small time, he has eaten and made a bread. Lin Yiqian frowned, "you will become a pig if you eat like this."

The little fish looked up at Lin yishallow and asked naively, "will it be the same as page and George?"

After he asked, he took another bite of bread and waited for Lin yishallow to answer.

Lin yishallow: "when I didn't say it."

She didn't speak any more. She went to the window to draw the curtains. She saw the endless sea, and her movements stopped again.

At this time, the mobile phone suddenly rings. It's a wechat prompt. It's ringing a lot.

Subconsciously, she ran back to her bed and picked up her cell phone. The message was already displayed on the screen. She thought about the message from Jia, "where are you, sister-in-law? Will you come back? "

She also sent a lot of expressions in succession, some crying, some apologizing.

Lin Yi smiles, "silly child."

I feel a little guilty. I took the opportunity to help the fish get revenge.

She read all the messages sent by Gu Nianjia and didn't reply. She locked the screen of her mobile phone, sighed and sat down on the window.

Face to face is the boundless sea, head up is the bright star.

"If I get wet, will you hold an umbrella for me?"

"Well."

For her, the deep tenderness is just like a fairy tale, which can never enter into reality.

"Ding"

suddenly a wechat prompt came from the mobile phone in his hand, thinking that it's better to think about it. Lin Yi's eyes drooped lazily.

The messenger is not Gu Nianjia, but song Changlin.

There is no content, just a red envelope.

She opened wechat and clicked the red envelope. It's sixty-six yuan and sixty-six cents.

Lin Yi shallow lead, smile and ask: "send such a big red envelope to me, is there anything happy?"

Song Changlin came back and said, "I remember you said that when you are in a bad mood, you will laugh when you send you red envelopes."

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