Jiang Qiao asked her, "so what do you want to say with you today?"

His tone is also very gentle, Xu orange face suddenly red, as if the wound on the knee is not painful.

She dodged her eyes and did not dare to look at Jiang Qiao. She faltered and said, "my family condition is good. I think if we talk about friends, I will support you unconditionally to do anything. As long as you like, i... I like you too."

She is still immersed in the pink sweet bubble, but did not find Jiang Qiao mouth smile has disappeared.

He felt a breath clearly.

Hypocrisy.

The other party was obviously afraid of him at first.

If you really like yourself, how can you be afraid?

This girl is different from her. She has never been afraid of herself.

Jiang Qiao said in a cold tone: "like me..."

Xu orange nodded.

But I didn't expect Jiang Qiao's words to turn. "What kind of thing are you? I need you to be pitiful here? Get out of here, or you'll know if those posts are true. "

Dangerous breath emanates from him. Xu orange looks up and sees that his expression is not good. He doesn't seem to be lying.

The little face was scared white, and the feet didn't seem to move much.

Xu orange just those good feelings suddenly all disappeared.

She didn't expect the real Jiang Qiao to be so frightening.

See each other's hand seems to come out of the pocket, Xu orange mouth issued a scream, limped to run.

Jiang Qiao sneered, some sarcasm.

Someone outside saw him coming back and said hello to him. Jiang Qiao responded and opened the door lock.

Some dust fell in the room, and Jiang Qiao simply cleaned it up, and finally came to the portrait of his adoptive father.

The faces on the portrait are all smiles, and a smile is a wrinkled face.

Jiang Qiao still remembers that he once said that he was not born of him, or he would be so ugly that his daughter-in-law would not be found in the future.

Little by little, Jiang Qiao wiped the ashes off the statue, and then he sat down in front of the statue and spoke softly.

"I found someone I like."

"For a long time, you never let me call your father. You think you are a tramp. Although I am also an orphan, you are afraid that the school people will laugh at me."

Jiang Qiao thought of this as if the other side were still there.

He bowed his head and laughed, with a bit of vicissitudes and desolation in his smile.

Then he whispered, "Dad."

Many words also did not say, he knew, if the other side can hear, will understand his meaning.

It was already early in the morning when the clouds reached Milan, Italy. The plane boarded at 8:00 p.m., and the flight time was as long as 10 hours. There was a time difference between Milan and China. Now it is only a little more than 12:00 a.m.

After Cui Nan found the hotel, they opened a room.

Taking advantage of Cui nan to take a bath, yunpan took out his mobile phone and opened the SMS.

At this time, the country should only be more than six o'clock in the morning. There is no class today. Jiang Qiao may not be up yet.

But she still sent a text message: I'm here.

After sending, she planned to put down her mobile phone, but before she put it down, the phone rang.

It's the news from Jiang Qiao.

He replied: OK, have a rest early.

Why do you wake up so early?

There was no return for a while, just when she thought the other party would not return, he suddenly replied: because I miss you.

The clouds were all over, and my cheeks were beginning to burn.

She touched, the temperature is much hotter than the finger, she thought about it, but also replied: I miss you.

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