On this day, Huo Qingyang really put everything aside and focused on accompanying her. If she wanted to see a movie, she would go with her. She wanted to play with the water, and he would let her alone. She was sleepy and sleepy. He also watched her, watching her all kinds of flutters and carefree like a child. Because of her laughter, the whole air seemed to become sweet.

Life is really beautiful!

This is the recognition that Huo Qingyang has attacked the soul again many years later, and the last time he found Rino and his family.

On this day, Huo Qingyang said very little, but his face was full of relaxed and warm smile.

In the afternoon, Huo Qingyang took up his mobile phone and looked at it. His eyes were heavy and motionless for a long time. Until he felt the light movement in his arms, he took up his mobile phone and narrowed his eyes.

Although she only slept for a while and opened her eyes, Feng Jingyi felt that the whole spirit had been provided. She looked up slightly and looked at the handsome man who was dozing by the bedside. Her eyebrows and eyes suddenly turned into crescent.

Afraid of disturbing him, she didn't dare to move, but her little hand moved to his waist, gently encircled him, and then tightly grasped a corner, absorbed his warmth, felt his strength, and leaned his head against him for a few minutes, and Feng Jingyi suddenly jumped out of control:

if every day could be like this!

Uncle and aunt she's met. She gets along well with Reno. Her brother should be able to fight for a vote first. Her parents shouldn't be a big problem. If they can come together, family problems will be less than half, and they will be very happy!

In meditation, unconsciously, Feng Jingyi arched in his arms again.

Picked pick eyebrows, hugged her for a moment, Huo Qingyang had to open his eyes: "wake up?"

"MMM"

look up and smile. Feng Jingyi let go of her clothes and gave him a big hug: "let's go to heaven star to sing after eating dumplings in the evening!"

A Zheng, Huo Qingyang lips corner smile obviously some stiff, but also only a second thing, then was replaced by a smile: "night, there are other arrangements!"

"Ah?" Eyes color a can, Feng Jingyi turned over and sat up: "is there any surprise? What is it? "

He raised his hand and touched her face. Huo Qingyang's eyes fell on her even more intoxicating purple pupils: "your eyes Have you taken any medicine recently? Do you feel uncomfortable or different? "

What about the eyes or the color?

Her voice did not know whether she was used to listening or changed back. Huo Qingyang did not know clearly, just thought it was her voice.

Rubbing his eyes, Feng Jingyi blinked again:

"I didn't take the medicine, I felt like I was going back! You listen to my voice. I can control it by myself. Cough, maybe I'm used to it. I often use this bass tone. In fact, I think the color of my eyes is pretty good! However, it's just a little selective. It's not uncommon to wear a long, shiny black hair. It's very earthy and looks like a natural hybrid, right? "

Gesturing to grab her short hair, Feng Jingyi breathed:

"it's OK. I'm afraid my parents may not accept it, but it doesn't matter. They will accept it after a long time! In fact, we can't see any difference if we look far and don't look carefully, can we? Anyway, it doesn't affect anything. No matter what, maybe I'll live a few days! How do you pay so much attention to my eyes? What color do you like my eyes? "

Thinking that he had chased him for so long without any formal response, Feng Jingyi suddenly screamed out: "you like purple! I've heard that Rino said that you came back from abroad and have always been outside. You must like blonde women better, or else you would like to go back and ask for mixed blood - "after that, Feng Jingyi is like an eggplant suddenly beaten by frost. A sad mood rushes to her heart, and suddenly she is withered in bed:

she can't change herself Origin! She is of pure Chinese origin, so he doesn't like his former self, but has a close meaning to her after the change. He may not like himself as much as he thinks!

He rubs her head hard. Huo Qingyang says with a smile, "ha ha ~ silly girl!"

Staring at him, Feng Jingyi patted his hand, followed his hair and pouted unhappily.

"Like you, I was born and raised. What I love most is this land! I don't have racism, but I prefer my own people! "

In the past, Huo Qingyang may have no prejudice against foreigners, but he didn't have too much favor. Now, in his heart, his attitude is quite different. No one knows what day he is living abroad, so naturally no one can guess his real mind. In fact, today's mind is more biased than before:

"no matter what you look like, it's -- Feng Jingyi (I like) who is you. It's you who you really look best!"

Put her in his arms, Huo Qingyang hugged her tightly, lowered his head and kissed her gently: "don't think about it, I like you Clean taste! "

So pure and so clear, like it will not be stained with a trace of dust!

Maybe people who are dormant in the dark will like the light. She is the perfect light in his heart, the beam of sunshine, which lights his heart and guides his way.

He likes to be with such a pure minded person. It's easy and simple, and there's no need to suppress it. He will protect her well and won't let her be polluted or hurt!

With a smile, Feng Jingyi's mood changed from Yin to Qing, and the atmosphere suddenly became better. Between the eyes and the light, the heavy bottom of Huo Qingyang's eyes was dispelled, and the lips were smiling again.

In the evening, Feng Jingyi cooks for nearly three hours. Finally, she makes dumplings for two people to watch and eat. The fresh flowers and cakes ordered by Huo Qingyang are delivered on time. The two people have a mixed candlelight dinner. Although it's not perfect, the first time she cooks, Feng Jingyi, and the first time she cooks, Huo Qingyang Yang is a special experience.

After the meal, they made a sincere wish and blew candles. They shared the cake together. When they went out to eat, Huo Qingyang led her to a small mountain in a scenic spot and sat in Huo Qingyang's arms. They quietly enjoyed the starry sky and the beautiful scenery of the city. In the cold wind, they snuggled up and warmed each other. The lonely corner of the city left the most beautiful stroke -