As the son of a fairy and devil, he knew that this was not good, but since he became greedy for Tao'er, it was difficult to restrain many emotions.
Can't help it.
Can't help it
He is afraid.
I'm afraid that like my father, the person I like is taken away, but I can't do anything about it. Even if he is not my father, he will never be so stupid that he can't see his heart clearly.
But sometimes it's because he sees too clearly that he suffers sourly. He wants Tao'er to understand the love in this world, but he is afraid that she will choose to leave him after she understands love.
It's like standing at a fork in the road where he doesn't know the direction and the way back. He can only feel forward by himself.
But whenever he is alone in silence, he can't help but think that his selfishness and calculations are based on Tao'er's ignorance and trust in him, and he will be especially disturbed.
But he is terribly afraid of losing, so even if there is only a little sign, he will panic to do something that can relieve his inner anxiety.
After all, in this relationship, the self who seems to have the dominance is actually the weakest.
Because he has witnessed the scorching and vigorous love of his mother, but he is willing to shed his arrogance for his father and is willing to take a corner. He thought that it was the most unswerving love in the world.
But after many years, there was such a person who loved more deeply and more introverted than Madam Zun, and then that unswerving love until death slowly dissipated, and she chose to have a long relationship with another person.
Although he knows that Matriarch is very bitter, so he should respect her choice and bless her, but sometimes he can't help but think that if such a person appears one day, he will treat Tao'er no less than Tao'er. yourself, or even better
Will she abandon herself because of this?
What if she doesn't want herself? What can he do? What should he do?
Contradictory and flustered.
"Master." Just as he was hesitating, a white epiphyllum suddenly appeared in front of him. Chu Xiaotao picked it ingeniously, just when it was in full bloom, and used spiritual power to protect it from withering so quickly.
She handed it to him like a gift, and when she smiled, her peach blossom eyes were even brighter, but the light in her eyes was purer than the epiphyllum in her hand.
It's very clean, with soft eyes.
When Chu Chenzhi was staring at the epiphyllum in front of him in a daze, he shook it deliberately to remind him to regain his senses.
"Master, flowers."
A trace of embarrassment quickly flashed across the refocused eyes, and he seemed a little at a loss, but soon, he returned to a steady look, and took the epiphyllum carefully and solemnly.
It's not that he likes flowers very much, but if she gives them to him, he likes them very much, and even has some unknown excitement, but he hides everything in the deepest part of his deep, ink-like eyes.
However, the corners of the lips were still drawn up a little bit.
"Give it to me?" I was sure I knew it in my heart, but I still couldn't help but want to ask the question knowingly.
"Does Master like it?" She held back her smile, as if she was a little nervous, her eyes looked rounder, but it seemed that her eyes were wet, and she had a sense of misty confusion.
She felt that the epiphyllum was different from the outside world, and it was even more beautiful when it bloomed. In addition, today the master was wearing a moon-white robe, so she felt that it suited him very well, so she picked it from the air. (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com