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"This is" Mu Anan opened his mouth, only to find that his voice was a little hoarse.
"Yuyuanyuan." Seventh Master replied.
Mu Anan lowered her eyes, looked at the gift lying quietly in the small gift box again, and then took it out.
is a small hairpin.
The reason why Mu Anan found it inconceivable and amazing was because the pattern on the card was a panoramic view of Yuyuanyuan.
Very detailed.
It is to use a little bit of silver thread to show the appearance of Miyuan ‰G, and to embellish it with diamonds.
Refracts light against the light source.
It looks very much like Mien Garden at night.
The city that never sleeps.
On the small hairpin, engrave the imperial garden that even engineers cannot accurately calculate the area in a short period of time.
The time spent on the project and the degree of delicacy are definitely not small.
It also shows how hard the gift giver is.
Mu Anan's eyes were hot, and the hand holding the hairpin was trembling, and he tried his best to restrain himself.
Trembling with fear, he dropped the hairpin to the ground.
Fearing that the silver thread, which is so thin that it cannot be thinner, will break if it falls, it will not only ruin this Royal Garden, but also ruin Qi Ye's intentions.
reluctant.
Mu An'an caressed over the silver thread and diamond dots on it carefully.
"Master Seven."
Mu Anan spoke with a hoarse voice.
But he just spoke, and then fell silent.
Mu An'an has a lot to say.
Her heart was full, and she had hidden a lot of small thoughts, and wanted to tell Qiye a little secret.
But I just opened my mouth and couldn't say anything.
Zong Zhengyu was originally waiting for the child to follow up, but he remained silent for a long time.
With her head lowered, she cautiously stroked the pattern outlined on the hairpin with her thumb over and over again.
"Child." Zong Zhengyu said, "Raise your head."
Mu Anan didn't want to lift it.
She felt that her eye sockets must be red.
Look up, it's not good looking.
But Qi Ye said, she has no ability to resist.
After licking his dry lips, Mu Anan finally raised his head.
Zong Zhengyu stretched out his index finger and lifted Mu An'an's jaw, "I said before, little princess Yuyuanyuan, will always be proud."
"From now on, don't let me see you bow your head."
It is not allowed in front of anyone.
Even in front of him.
Mu Anan nodded seriously, maintaining her pride.
"Child."
Zong Zhengyu called her again, "Did you feel it?"
Mu An'an didn't understand, "What?"
Zongzheng Yu raised his eyes, looked at the sky full of stars, and parted his thin lips lightly: "The world is at your feet, and Yuyuan is in your hands."
Zong Zhengyu's words directly hit Mu An'an's heart.
She opened her eyes and looked at the man in front of her, her heart was burning all the way to her throat.
Zong Zhengyu had already taken the hairpin out of Mu Anan's palm, and when he fiddled with the left bang, he had already put the hairpin on.
"The world and Mizono are yours."
so.
Good boy.
To learn to have a sense of security.
Mu Anan was still in a daze.
The eye sockets that were already hot, could not be controlled at all, and the tears directly occupied the entire eye.
She couldn't say anything, just looked at the man in front of her like this.
He stood in front of his eyes, with stars behind him.
He is in the sky, and gave her the Miyazono and the world.
Mu An'an's heart was very sore, her nose was even more sour, and the bean-sized teardrops fell drop by drop, and even slipped to her mouth.
She has always been strong and doesn't like to cry and be weak.
But this time, Mu Anan didn't care.
For the first time, let the tears collapse.
For the first time, I tasted sweet tears.
Zong Zhengyu looked at her like this, with a helpless expression, "Why are you still crying?"
When he reached out to wipe away the tears for Mu An'an, Mu An'an suddenly grabbed Zong Zhengyu's hand, "Qi Ye."
"Um?"
"hug."
The choked up emphasis, with grievances, and a bit of pleading, "I want to hug."
"I want a hug."
"You hug me."
She said every sentence, crying even worse.
It's like a child who has been wronged a lot outside and finally returns home, where he can seek comfort from his parents.
How can Zong Zhengyu bear it, this child is so wronged.
"Okay, okay, good boy, don't cry."
Zong Zhengyu took a step forward, hugged Mu An'an into his arms, rubbed the back of Mu An'an's head, and lowered his voice, "How can you be wronged like this by giving a gift?"
Mu Anan didn't answer, but buried his face in Zong Zhengyu's chest.
Tears crazily soaked Zongzhengyu's clothes.
Qiye also followed her, hugging her and comforting her.
At the same time, he pulled the overcoat that was draped over Mu An'an.
Although today's temperature is not low, the wind is not strong.
But after all, it is at a high altitude, and I still worry that the child will catch a cold.
Zong Zhengyu is not a patient person.
Never.
Later, I had a persistent headache, and there was only a little bit of patience left.
And this star point was all given to Mu Anan.
Mu An'an buried himself on Zongzheng Yu's chest, and wept hard, leaving a large wet mark on his coat.
Mu Anan glanced at it, and it was too horrible to look at.
secretly glanced at Qi Ye's expression again.
Probably annoyed?
"Stop crying?" Zong Zhengyu raised his eyebrows.
Mu An'an heard that there was no anger in the voice, so he had the courage to look up at Zong Zhengyu again.
She cried too hard.
A pair of eyes are like rabbits, red and swollen.
The tip of the nose is also bright red.
Because he was worried that Zongzheng Yu would be angry, he had a sneaky look in his eyes, which made him look like a pitiful little boy.
Zong Zhengyu reached out and pinched her earlobe.
"Qiye, aren't you angry?" Mu Anan pointed to the wet clothes.
Zong Zhengyu took off his coat directly, and then put it aside, "Angry? I'm going to be angry, how are you?"
His tone was a little mocking.
Mu Anan poked the tip of his nose with his index finger, and said naively, "Hide."
"Huh?" Zong Zhengyu raised his eyebrows.
Mu Anan said cowardly, "You won't live for long, I'll hide and wait until you're not angry before showing up and admitting your mistake."
"It seems that you have a lot of experience, huh?" Zong Zhengyu squeezed Mu An'an's jaw.
This child always looks wronged like this every time, pure and white, like a poor child.
But in fact, it is a little fox.
Be careful and don't know what many are like.
Mu An'an pulled the corners of his mouth and laughed, "Whoever makes Seventh Master hurt me will be reluctant to punish me."
Even if you are really angry, throw her behind the mountain to feed the wolves.
Don't worry about that either.
Mu An'an was in a little danger, and Master Qi appeared.
Thinking of this, Mu Anan suddenly slipped into Qi Ye's arms, and leaned against Qi Ye's chest with his face sideways.
Zong Zhengyu was a little surprised by this sudden hug.
He raised his hands halfway, and suddenly, he didn't know how to put them down.
"Master Qi, I really like the gift." Mu Anan said, "Thank you."
It hurt me for eight years.
It took another eight years of thinking for me.
Mu An'an raised his head secretly, looking at Master Qi from the bottom up.
Mu Anan likes this angle very much every time.
Looking at the faces of other people from the bottom up, they are all super disasters.
Only Qiye's is the most unique.
From bottom to top, you can see the super beautiful jaw line, raised Adam's apple, and slightly pursed lips.
Especially when he lowered his eyes slightly, those eyes were particularly murderous!
People look distracted and forget who they are.
"Master Seven."
"Um?"
"May I kiss you?" (Remember the website URL: www.hlnovel.com - Didn't finish reading? Add this book to your favoritesI'm a member and bookmarked this chapterCopy the address of this book and recommend it to your friends for pointsChapter error? Click here to report
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