Shi Manman doesn't quite understand the way the designer shows off his daughter.
Anyway, the memory is still fresh.
Her eyebrows jumped.
Shi Jian has a panoramic view of everything.
Without saying a word, he calmly took another piece of chicken into Miss Shi's bowl.
Then he raised his eyebrows, "In the final analysis, I also know how to measure."
"I didn't say much."
He has always spoken briefly.
But Shi Manman knows.
At this time, if he said that he didn't say much, he didn't say much.
If it wasn't for knowing him well, she wouldn't have liked him so much later on.
Like to the end willing to obey shallow nerves.
Because I like it.
So I can't help it.
So everything is no longer important.
She said "hmm".
Then the fingertips paused slightly, the chopsticks twirled around, and then landed on the edge of the bowl.
She didn't know what to think of.
After Shi Jian saw the little girl raised her head, there was something serious in her half-cold eyes that she had never seen before.
He heard her voice.
It's the same as ever.
"Hey, let me say."
"Shi Jian, come home with me this time."
It's embarrassing that Miss Shi was no longer nervous, but Shi Jian was stunned.
She was waiting for his answer.
He then gave silence.
"Aren't you going to express something?"
Shi Manman raised his eyebrows.
Shi Jian thought for a while, "What do you want me to express?"
Shi Manman pursed his lips, feeling a little annoyed, "It's just whether you want to or not."
Shi Jian seemed to have never thought of it, and then laughed out loud, a bit dumbfounded.
"Well, yes."
May still feel that something is missing.
His white fingertips fell on her soft hair, and the smell of bamboo soap was a bit strong.
"I've always been willing.
I was just thinking just now, you used to think I was too anxious, but now you are suddenly so active, I think you mean to register with me. "
Mr. Shi is flirting again today.
Mr. Shi fouled again today.
Shi Manman let out an "ah", and then subconsciously denied, "No, I didn't, I"
When the denial was halfway through, the young lady was slightly stunned.
Then he covered his head, a little helpless or annoyed, "Stop talking."
The chopsticks were placed on the table by her.
Shi Jian couldn't hold back.
Low laugh out loud.
But this time the smile was a bit stronger, and the clear laughter felt lingering in the whole room.
Shi Manman's face was a little hot.
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Shi's mother, the daughter of Huataixiu, is drawing the design draft.
Eyebrows lowered.
Let people get a glimpse of the color hidden in time, as gentle as the south of the Yangtze River in March.
By the bank of the clear water, there are lotus flowers, and when you look up, you can see all the soft and quiet peace.
"You are becoming more and more calm."
A personal voice spoke like this.
It's the old man's voice, no emotion can be heard, it just vaguely sounds a little soft when speaking, and the Jiangnan accent is obvious.
The designer raised his eyebrows, and when the servant brought up the freshly brewed coffee from the kitchen below, he put down his pen.
"You are becoming more and more refined and elegant."
The old man's eyes darkened, then he blew his beard and stared, "Don't pay attention to what you say, I'm your father."
Perhaps it was the first time for the designer to look embarrassed, but as he got older, he raised his hands calmly to a large extent.
He opened his mouth slowly, his eyes skipped over the old man, and fell to the French window outside, "You also know that you are an elder, so don't be disrespectful."
The old man blew his beard and stared a little more aggressively, but then he didn't know what he thought of, so he turned his head and snorted.
The old woman in the cheongsam who took the tea from the side smiled instead, "Your father has a sharp mouth and a bean curd heart. You have been away from home for so many years, and he is the one who misses you the most."
Shi's mother was stunned.
??? But he reacted quickly.
After many years, she is no longer the girl who was young and frivolous for emotions.
After becoming a mother for the first time, I also understand the state of mind of my parents back then.
It's just that it's been a long time, and I don't know how to speak some words, so I chose to remain silent and avoid.
Maybe never need to say anything.
They never blamed their daughter's choice.
But she couldn't let it go.
It's sad to hear such words.
The designer closed his eyes, and finally sighed in a low voice, "Dad, I was ignorant back then, and I hurt your mother's heart. I'm sorry." (Remember the website website: www.hlnovel.com