Play coquettish with Joe

Chapter 1212 The heart is like being hit by a hammer

Ye Jiaqi smiled, and threw the puppet cat into his arms: "Liar, why doesn't my little girl miss me."

In fact, Cheng Yuzhi is a big liar.

When he returned to the bakery, Cheng Yuzhi brought Xiao Guai back from the garden and hugged him to Ye Jiaqi.

The little guy missed Ye Jiaqi. He looked at Ye Jiaqi with his big eyes, wishing he could stick all four paws on Ye Jiaqi's body.

"Meow--"

"Meow--"

Ye Jiaqi loved her little boy to death, giggling, and hugged him into his arms.

"Fat." She looked at the little guy carefully.

The little boy licked the back of Ye Jiaqi's hand and narrowed his eyes at Ye Jiaqi.

"I'm not angry if you say you're fat." Ye Jiaqi patted its little head.

Cheng Yuzhi sent her to the apartment.

He walked behind with the suitcase in his arms, while Ye Jiaqi walked beside him with Xiaoguai in his arms.

Under the stairs, an old American lady said in English: "The family is back from a trip?"

Cheng Yuzhi smiled and said nothing, Ye Jiaqi quickly explained: "No, we are friends."

"Oh!" The old lady suddenly realized.

The elevator stops on the eighth floor.

As soon as Xiaoguai returned to his home, he ran with his feet wide open, from the bedroom to the living room, and then from the living room to the kitchen, non-stop.

"Let's put the suitcase in the bedroom. I'll pack it up later."

"Are you hungry? It's almost time for dinner. I'll take you downstairs for dinner later?" Cheng Yuzhi asked.

"I'm not too hungry, I ate something on the plane, just a little tired, I think..."

"Okay, you rest, I'll go back first. Call me when you're rested, and I'll be there." Cheng Yuzhi was considerate, with a bright and warm face, and tenderness in his eyes, like willows in March.

Ye Jiaqi rubbed his temples and nodded, "Thank you, Mr. Cheng, thank you very much."

"Rest, don't be too tired, call me directly if you need it."

Cheng Yuzhi didn't stay any longer, he saw a tired look on Ye Jiaqi's face.

He waved at her again before leaving her apartment.

Ye Jiaqi was indeed very tired and dizzy, the aftereffect of flying.

She settled Xiaoguai down and went to the bedroom to pack her luggage.

Ye Jiaqi forced himself to squat on the ground, hung his clothes in the closet, and put the daily necessities where they were.

Her clothes were all washed by the servants of Qiao's house, and they still had the smell of Qiao's house on them. She had smelled them since she was a child, and she couldn't get rid of the familiarity.

Suddenly, when she took out all the clothes, she found a box under the box——

This box!
Ye Jiaqi's eyes widened!
This is the iron box of Snow White that she was trying to find...

The iron box has long been rusted, and the Snow White pattern on the lid is also blurred, with only a little bit of color left to be discerned.

Ye Jiaqi's hands were shaking, and a light mist formed in his eyes.

How did this box appear in her suitcase?

She searched Qiao's house for so long last year but couldn't find it. Why did she suddenly appear?

Even though she hasn't opened the box in years, she knows what's inside.

They were all little notes she wrote back then.

There are no big articles on it, they are all her thoughts, about mood, about the weather, about him...

Seeing this box now, Ye Jiaqi's heart felt as if it had been hit with a hammer.

With a "boom", it shattered.

With trembling hands, she took the box out of the suitcase and opened it carefully.

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The colorful note is the most familiar appearance.

(End of this chapter)