Acting wildly on her well-behaved heart

Chapter 230 I can enter your world
Chapter 230 I can enter your world
"I thought I was confused before I fainted and my memory was wrong. It turned out to be you."

He Zhixing chuckled and said, "Yes, it's me."

Luo Yiyi's heart was filled to the brim, He Zhixing put his arms around her waist and said in a low voice: "So, I cherish you so much, you must not belittle yourself, and you are not allowed to think like that again in the future. Yes! Do you know?"

Luo Yiyi listened for a long time before she realized that he had explained so much to her just to stop her from thinking too much?
She knew that he was not a person who liked to explain, otherwise he would not have allowed those gossipy news and strange disease news to be reported all over the world, nor would he have ignored the various girlfriends arranged for him by the gossip of No. [-] Middle School, because he did not care about it. .

But he patiently and gently explained so much to her because of her unintentional and sad move of lowering her head.

How could her boy be so good?

He must love her very much.

Luo Yiyi raised her head and stared at the young man under the blue sky. She said softly: "He Zhixing, don't worry, I will try my best to be your girlfriend."

However, He Zhixing did not agree with her words. Instead, he looked down at her, gently tapped her lips, and smiled softly, "Yi Yi, if my world makes you feel strange and scary, you can let me walk in." your world."

Luo Yiyi bit her lip, her eyes warm and moist. She couldn't bear it any longer. She stretched out her arms and hugged him, pressing her face against his warm and strong chest.

She understood what he meant. The circles in which they lived were very different. She had grown up in a pure white family, and she did not know and could not adapt to the life of the aristocratic circle. She did not know the social etiquette of the aristocratic circle at all, and even the social etiquette of the aristocratic circle was unknown. I don't know the rules of behavior.

She is really not used to the complex and multifaceted life of a wealthy family, and his world is daunting to her.

Above his head was the faint laughter of a young man, "It's okay to hold her, but you're not allowed to cry."

Luo Yiyi sniffed the tip of her nose, pushed back the moisture that surged into her eyes, and raised her little head from He Zhixing's arms.

He Zhixing looked at the little girl's big moist eyes and couldn't help but smile.

But after he said a word, he cried. But when he did what he said, how would he cry like that?

He Zhixing took out the handkerchief, lowered his head and helplessly wiped her tears, "Why do you cry so much? Is it made of water?"

After saying that, he smiled and said, "You can't cry so much if you're made of water."

Luo Yiyi was not convinced. She pointed her delicate white fingers at her delicate fair face and curled her mouth, "I'm not crying. If you don't believe me, touch it and there's no water!"

He Zhixing touched her carefully. His hands were rough from years of training, but her face was soft and pink, and there would be light red marks on the places where he touched her.

Luo Yiyi endured the tremor caused by him touching her face and looked up at him obediently.

Really well-behaved, so well-behaved.

He Zhixing sighed helplessly, when will the days of such a monk end?
He Zhixing calmly took back his hand and said with a smile: "Well, I didn't cry. It's because I wronged my dear."

Obviously her mother often calls her baby, and she has long been accustomed to this title, but when he says this word from his mouth, she always feels her heartbeat speeding up.

He Zhixing looked at the little girl's face that suddenly turned pink and laughed softly.

"Let's go, my boyfriend will take you to see the flowers."

He Zhixing held her soft little hand and led her for a walk under the shade and along the wisteria corridor.

It's March in spring, and the purple wisteria flowers are blooming with buds. Strings of purple buds hang down along the wisteria trellis, falling with crystal clear, plump and delicate colors.

(End of this chapter)