flashy wedding

Chapter 539 Charity Auction (3)
In the blurred shadows, the handsome silhouette of the boy seemed familiar.

"Heartbrother..."

She yelled unconsciously.

Snapped!
Lights came on throughout the room.

Tong Le stared at the silly little girl in front of her with a smile that was not a smile, and smiled coquettishly: "Are you disappointed?"

Baby He fixed her eyes and was immediately disappointed.

"Why are you!"

She is depressed.

Tong Le bent over, and lifted the little girl's chin with two fingers.

He was very close, almost touching the tip of her nose.

"Don't want to see me?" Tong Le pretended to be very sad, and said mournfully, "I've been waiting outside for you for so long, baby sister, do you treat me like this?"

Baby He snorted.

She pushed the boy away hard, and wrinkled her small face: "I don't like you, you are a bad person, and ah, don't call me baby!"

"First, I'm not a bad person, I'm your brother Tong Le; second, I don't call you baby, so what do I call you? Little sweetheart?" Tong Le said, his eyes narrowed.

"Bah bah bah!"

He Baobei stomped his feet and said repeatedly: "Don't call me baby, don't call me sweetheart."

"Then tell me, what should I call you?" Tong Le leaned against the wall, looking down at her, looking like a fool.

Baby He's expression is very serious: "My name is Baby He, you can call me Bei Bei, or Bei Er."

Well, that's what everyone else calls her.

"no!"

When Tong Le heard the words, she refused without thinking.

He Baobei stared, her beautiful eyes were round.

Tong Le continued: "I just want to call you baby, why, hit me!"

Not to mention, He Baobao really raised his hand after hearing this, as if to hit him.

Tong Le didn't move, folded his arms around his chest, looking at her coldly.

Baby He shook his little hand, but in the end he couldn't get it down.

"Hate you!"

She withdrew her hand again, puffing out her cheeks unhappily.

Tong Le laughed.

"Do you know why I came to you?" He asked aloud.

Baby He tilted his head and looked at him sideways: "Why?"

Tong Le took out a small pink paper box from his pocket, only the size of his palm, tied with white lace outside, it looked very delicate and lovely.

"Wow!"

Seeing this, Baby He looked forward to it: "Is it for me?"

"Otherwise?" Tong Le hummed, and handed the small box to her.

Baby He quickly picked it up.

She couldn't wait to open the gift, and after seeing the contents clearly, surprise burst into her eyes: "Is this given to me by my dear brother? Wow, what a beautiful baby's breath."

The box is full of small baby's breath flowers, which are made into dried flowers and are colorful.

The little girl lowered her head and sniffed, her face was full of smiles: "It smells so good."

"Ok!"

Tong Le responded with no expression on his face.

"Is this given to me by my darling brother?" He Baobei raised his head and asked again.

Tong Le's eyes are deep.

"What do you think?" He asked without answering.

Baby He held the box and nodded with a smile: "It must be him, my dear brother said that the baby's breath is his lucky flower, and his favorite color is pink."

Tong Le let out an 'oh', but his reaction was very light.

Baby He carefully closed the box, and said, "I also like Gypsophila, last time I checked its flower language. Tong Le, do you know what the flower language of Gypsophila is?"

Baby He is very polite.

She uses honorific names when she sees everyone.

But there was only one Tong Le, and she just wanted to call her by her full name.

Tong Le is used to it, he smiled slightly: "Tell me, what is its flower language?"

Baby He raised his face and looked at him with sparkling eyes: "The flower language of the stars is... Sincere love, concern, and purity!"

"I see." Tong Le nodded.

He Baobao smiled at him, and then said: "I have something to ask you."

"Just ask."

It is rare for Tong Le to be patient.

He Baobao looked at him, and a dimple appeared at the corner of his mouth: "What's the mailbox number of Brother Dear Brother?"

"Ok?"

Tong Le was surprised.

He Baobei explained: "I have learned to type now. Didn't you say last time that in order to protect the safety of my dear brother, you can't give me his mobile phone number? Well, then I went back and thought about it. If you can't If you call, you can write a letter, right?"

Tong Le was silent.

"I have learned to type now." He Baobao said here, with a proud expression on his face: "Although I type very slowly, Brother Dong Ting said that no matter what you do, you have to do it step by step, so I believe that there will eventually be One day, I'll be playing fast!"

After Tong Le heard these words, a trace of mockery suddenly appeared on her pretty face.

"You've worked hard."

He said so.

Baby He didn't know why, so she asked, "What's the matter, can't you even write letters?"

Tong Le opened his mouth.

Originally, he wanted to directly reject it.

However, when this word came to his lips, it became another sentence.

"You can write a letter," he said.

"Really?" Hearing this, Baby He became happy: "Then quickly give me your mailbox number."

"I don't have pen and paper." Tong Le replied, looking at her with a smile: "I'll give it to you next time, okay?"

"All right……"

Baby He lowered his head.

Tong Le raised his hand, wanting to stroke her little head.

But he hesitated.

"I'm leaving."

At this time, Baby He suddenly raised his head and said.

However, when she saw his raised hand, she was slightly surprised: "You want to hit me?"

Tong Le was slightly startled.

"No."

He withdrew his hand lightly.

"Then get out of the way!" Baby He said without hesitation.

Tong Le left from the door, her pure black pupils kept falling on the little girl.

Baby He has already opened the door.

"Tong Le, thank you!"

Before leaving, she looked back at him.

"Well, let's go." Tong Le nodded to her.

Baby He left without looking back.

But Tong Le stood there, stunned for a long time.

He didn't know what had happened to him recently, he always felt empty.

When He Baobao walked back to the scene, he found that He Dongting was standing at the exit, surrounded by security guards patrolling everywhere.

(End of this chapter)