Tyrant, your vest fell off

Chapter 87 – A Tiger in the Family

She didn't answer his question, even though she avoided meeting him all the time in the past four years.But every birthday, she can receive an anonymous gift.

She knew that those were all prepared by him for her.

In the first year, it was a plum blossom and green jade hairpin. He still remembered the promise he made to her on the day at the Fengzhi City Gate, and he actually carved the plum blossoms into an invincible green plum hairpin with his heart.

The workmanship of the hairpin is ordinary, and it cannot be compared with the skilled craftsmen of Jade Pavilion.

But she knew that every plum blossom in this hairpin was carved by him himself.

In the second year, it was still a plum blossom hairpin. Compared with the first year, the workmanship was much better.

In the third year, when she opened the brocade box, she couldn't help showing a helpless smile.

It turned out to be a hairpin, and this time, those plum blossoms came to life.

She stroked the hairpin, and pictured in her mind the picture of him holding a carving knife and sharpening it carefully.

Every time she came back to the college from Wutuozhuang alone, as long as she came back late, she could always feel that he was behind her.

She didn't dare to turn around to confirm, afraid of embarrassment, afraid that it was really him, afraid of being relatively silent.

So one day, she sneaked around to his dormitory while he was in class.

Unsurprisingly, I found the cyan robe that had not been cleaned in the future and was wet by the rain, with traces of mud stains on leaves.

And the night before, when she returned late, it was pouring rain.

So in the following time, whenever it was raining, she tried not to go down the mountain.

Even if you have to go down the mountain, try to come back as early as possible.

"For my birthday this year, I don't want to accept plum hairpins anymore. I already have three identical hairpins."

"Ok?"

Her topics jumped so fast that Sikong Que didn't even come to his senses.

"I said, you fool, you give the same gift every year. I want another gift this year, and it must be different every year in the future!"

His back was stiff, and he carefully opened her arms, and sat far away from her.

It's said that it's best not to meet each other, so what's the future?

"Sikong Que, remember that year, also by this Baitou Lake, our five-year agreement?"

"Remember……"

He was surprised that she took the initiative to bring up this agreement, and was afraid that she would say a resolute rejection in front of him.

His palms were clenched tightly, and beads of nervous sweat broke out.

She gently took off the lovebird ring she was wearing and handed it to him.

She actually wanted to return the ring to him, but she still refused him, and Sikong Que accepted the ring with a sad face.

"Help me bring it!"

"what?"

"I don't want to! Forget it..."

"I would like to!"

He hastily put the ring on her left ring finger, lest she would regret it a quarter of an hour later.

"Do you still want to be a concubine?"

"No, no, no! There is a tiger in the family!"

His head was shaking fast, like a rattle that couldn't stop.

This domineering woman has already occupied his whole heart.

And she was so jealous, he didn't have that kind of evil heart, let alone dared to have that kind of courage.

In fact, he knew that he was wrong in the first year they separated, but he couldn't bear to admit his mistake to her, and let down the good times of these years for nothing.

(End of this chapter)