Priceless Cute Wife:President's 33 Days of Love

Li Jue Feng didn't have a good look on his face, but she pulled him back. They sat on the cushion he had prepared and sat face to face against the balcony.

Gu Xiaoai waves her fairy wand and watches the sparks bloom at night

Suddenly, Gu Xiaoai looked at Li Jue's wind channel seriously, "I really... Don't like extravagance and waste."

It has to be emphasized again.

She likes money. Money can help her realize her dream, but it's not material. She has to burn the fireworks of five buildings to think it's romantic

She didn't want Li Jue Feng to misunderstand her.

Li Jue Feng didn't say anything. He also lit a fairy stick, and his face was slightly heavy.

For a long time, Li Jue Feng suddenly said in a low voice, "I hate taking solo photos because... I've always been alone."

The tone is a little stiff, like telling a shameful thing.

……

Gu Xiaoai looked at him in amazement. She thought that he would not want to talk about this topic any more.

It's always just one person?

"There are a lot of people around you, such as Tong Ma, maids, drivers, doormen, and those who used to have D cup and e Cup..." Gu Xiaoai uses a fairy stick to circle in the air.

How could he be alone?

He's always had a lot of people around him.

Li Jue Feng glanced at her coldly, and his anger showed, "you try to turn over the old account again!"

"No more." Gu Xiaoai obediently shut up, "I just want to say that you are never alone."

"You always think that your uncle is very kind to you. Do you take your uncle's house as your own?" Li Jue Feng asked in a deep voice.

Gu Xiaoai's eyes darkened suddenly

She had lived in her uncle's house for nine years, and her uncle had no words for her, but she always felt that she was dependent on others.

Otherwise... She doesn't want to have a home of her own. She always thinks that only when her father gets out of prison can she have a home.

Suddenly, she understood Li Jue Feng.

Some people are always with you... You can't find any sense of belonging.

Tong Ma, maid, driver, doorman, D cup, e Cup... For him, it's just a passer-by.

The real Jazz... Is still lonely.

This, he and she... Inexplicably similar.

Put down the fairy stick, Gu Xiaoai stood up from the cushion, went to Li juefeng, slightly bent down, threw away the fairy stick in his hand, stretched out his hand from top to bottom, hugged him and buried his face on his shoulder, "Li juefeng, you and me... I'll take pictures with you in the future, OK?"