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She wanted to give him a home, a more complete, warmer home.

Therefore, for Yubei's sake, she would definitely work hard.

No matter what, she would never let him be alone, much less leave him helpless.

"Yubei..." Xiaoqiao smiled and walked towards the desk.

"You're awake?" Lu Yubei raised his head to look at Xiaoqiao, and with a gentle gaze, he asked him in a soft voice.

"Yes, I slept for a few hours. When I opened my eyes, it was almost dark."

Lu Yubei reached out his hands, gently grasped Xiaoqiao's fair wrist, and pulled her into his embrace, allowing her to sit on his lap.

Xiaoqiao also sat in Lu Yubei's embrace, looking at him with... When she touched the book that Lu Yubei had placed on the table, she took a careful look and flipped through the cover. It was exactly the same book she had read when she was in the glass room.

"Why are you looking at it too?" Xiaoqiao asked in surprise.

"You are looking at it with great interest and fascination. I believe there must be something very attractive about it. Coincidentally, I have some time today, so I've brought it here for you to take a look." Lu Yubei replied.

Pausing, Lu Yubei looked at Xiaoqiao and said: "I really like this book."

"I like it too. When I read it, I get full of comprehension and comprehension. It also makes people appreciate it more and more." Xiaoqiao said.

In front of him, there was a book lying quietly on a wooden desk. The cover was a little old, a little old, and the cover was very simple. On the surface of the book were only three simple words, "us three".

It was a good book that was widely spread.

Xiaoqiao pulled Lu Yubei's hand over. Her warm hand drew a line in his palm, and wrote it down seriously.

Not just a word, but a sentence.

This is the book, reading a deep feeling, and also tearful words.

"From now on, we can only part ways, and not part ways."

This sentence was what Qian Zhongshu had said in the book, and now … Xiaoqiao wrote it very seriously to Lu Yubei, and it was also expressing his feelings to him.

Xiaoqiao wrote slowly but each stroke was very clear and firm.

Lu Yubei also understood each word clearly.

Almost at the same time Xiaoqiao finished writing her last stroke, Lu Yubei bent her fingers and tightened them around his right hand, grabbing Xiaoqiao's hand tightly.

"Xiaoqiao..." Lu Yubei's voice trembled and turned a little hoarse.

Xiaoqiao knew that he was touched by her.

She reached out her other hand, and carefully traced the outline of Lu Yubei's face. Eyes, nose, eyebrows, lips … She stroked them one by one until … Her soft, small hands rested on the side of Lu Yubei's lips.

He gently caressed it and said, "Yubei, don't talk, listen to me first."

"No matter what Lu Zihe's mother said to me, no matter what Aunt and Uncle thought of me, but … This is what I want to tell you. "

"From now on, there is only death and no separation between us. "Of course …"

As she spoke till here, Xiaoqiao smiled lightly: "If one day you fall in love with another girl and no longer like me, I will definitely leave. Or if you don't want me anymore, I will also leave and will no longer disturb your life."

"No way!" Lu Yubei said with certainty.

He extended a hand, and a strong force pulled Xiaoqiao into his embrace, hugging him tightly, he muttered as if he was taking an oath: "How could it be? Xiaoqiao, in this life, as long as you are here, I will not like any other girls, nor will I allow you to leave my side. "

"En!" Xiaoqiao nodded, and a bright smile appeared on her face. "I trust you."

"Xiaoqiao, I will always be yours, and will only belong to you." Lu Yubei muttered. He lowered his head and covered Xiaoqiao's lips.

Lu Yubei's enthusiasm swallowed everything in her.

Xiaoqiao was unable to resist against him as she lay softly in his embrace. Her hands were tightly wrapped around Lu Yubei's neck, trying to find someone to rely on.

When the two of them walked out of the study room, Lu Yubei finally saw the shoes she wore.

"Why are you wearing my slippers?" Lu Yubei looked at the big dark slippers on Xiaoqiao's feet.

Xiaoqiao was a little embarrassed, she smiled at him and said shyly: "I just heard that you came back, I was very happy, and I anxiously came to see you, so I casually put on a pair of shoes and came over."

"First, go and change into your own shoes. My shoes are too big. It would be a bit difficult for you to wear them, and you might even fall down." Lu Yubei asked considerately.

Xiaoqiao immediately nodded her head: "Ok, ok."

After changing their shoes, the two of them went out to eat.

That night, the moment Xiaoqiao finished showering and sleeping on the bed, she was hugged tightly by Lu Yubei to her own gentle chest. His voice sounded beside her ears, "I was given a week's time, is there anything you want to tell me?"

Hearing that, Xiaoqiao's mind was working extremely quickly.

Could it be?

Yubei was talking about her and his conversation with his sister-in-law.

"Fine, I'll tell you." Xiaoqiao said: "But we already said that you are not allowed to be angry!"

"Why should I be angry?" Lu Yubei asked.

"Because sister-in-law is using all kinds of methods to flaunt her feelings and wants me to give Lu Zihe a chance. Aren't you angry?" Xiaoqiao said.

Just as she finished speaking, Xiaoqiao felt her arms becoming tighter and tighter around her.

You still say you aren't angry?

He was just angry.

"Sister-in-law really said that?" Lu Yubei's voice was extremely low, and it carried a sense of maliciousness.

"Yes." Xiaoqiao nodded lightly in agreement.

Lu Yubei suddenly moved forward, and bit on Xiaoqiao's ear, and said angrily: "No matter who it is, other men, will never have the chance to do so."

"You said you weren't angry?" Xiaoqiao turned to look at Lu Yubei, purposely mocking him in a soft voice.

Lu Yubei's expression softened a little, and his voice softened as well. He said: "Mn, I'm not angry. I'm just jealous."

What a jealous person.

Xiaoqiao snickered in her heart, and suddenly loved a certain someone's prideful look.

"Yubei, you are so cute." Xiaoqiao turned around, looked at Lu Yubei, and couldn't help but ask as the corners of his mouth curled into a smile.

Her hand also rested on Lu Yubei's raised nose. She lightly tapped and teasingly asked: "I wonder what kind of vinegar Mister Lu is eating? Rice vinegar, white vinegar, wine vinegar, or thousand-year-old vinegar?"

"Naturally, it's the kind that's been around for thousands of years." Lu Yubei said as he reached out with his hand and gently held Xiaoqiao's hand. He pulled her hand down and held it in his hand.

She gently squeezed his hand. This feeling was very real, as if her heart was filled with emotions.

After a while, Lu Yubei raised his head again.

Xiaoqiao felt that there was something different in his gaze. It was serene and profound, with a pair of black eyes that stared fixedly at her, and didn't leave for a long time.

"What is it?" Xiaoqiao asked.

He then stretched out his other hand and touched his own face in confusion.

Lu Yubei released Xiaoqiao's hands and extended both of his hands, grabbing onto Xiaoqiao's face with great possessiveness, causing her white and smooth little face to move even closer to him.