Even if you want to leave, I won't let you go.

Zhou Zimo touched her head, her eyes dark, and she wanted her to celebrate her birthday happily, but unexpectedly, a bowl of noodles evoked her tears again.

She has cried too much these days, and his heart is broken.

She must not know that he had thought of killing the entire Ye family.

Because he wanted her to rely on him wholeheartedly.

I don't want anyone else in her world.

Fortunately, he didn't do that.

Ye Yifan sobbed gently, his eyes and nose were red.

There are not many people who are good to her, and she doesn't want to lose any of them now.

She wants to stay here, guard the Ye family on behalf of her mother, and take good care of her father and brother Ye.

This is what she owes them.

Moreover, she felt that she could no longer live without this man.

He completely occupied every corner of her life.

She was afraid that one day, even he would suddenly stop treating her like Cui Wanjun.

Perhaps, freedom is not born to belong to her.

God let her come to this world and meet someone so good to her, she should be grateful.

In the hall, the servants did not know when they left.

A man and a woman hugged each other and the picture was warm.

He licked the tears from the corners of her eyes bit by bit and slowly kissed her wet cheeks.

It was a very gentle and lingering posture, and was as careful as if treating rare treasures.

After working together for a long time, his eyes fell on her pale little face, and then he stretched out his hand to gently caress her.

"Stop crying. As long as I have me, what's wrong with losing the world? Everything I have is yours."

"This is the last time, no more crying for anyone in the future."

"Ye Yifan nodded obediently, but his tears could not be stopped.

I never knew that losing an important person would hurt so much.

Zhou Zimo looked at her with a complicated mood. He had already discovered that she seemed to be insecure, just like she was used to loneliness and didn't like to rely on others. When attacked, she would automatically erect a thorn, never seek help, and when she was sad, she would just lick the wound silently and not let others know.

This made him feel very distressed and helpless. He had suspected countless times that the Ye family had abused her and even neglected her for a long time, but the investigation results did not.

Wiping her tears, he took her little hand, put it in the palm of his hand and pinched it: "Let's go, I'll take you to see our new house."

Ye Yifan looked at him with red eyes, opened his mouth, and said a little embarrassedly: "My legs are numb."

Zhou Zimo chuckled, picked her up, lowered her head and kissed her on the lips: "You might as well rely on me more. I am your man, there is nothing to be ashamed of."

"Yeah." Ye Yifan asked, circling his neck, "I have been transformed from a young age to a wife. Do you have to listen to you?"

"Yes, Madam is the biggest, even I have to listen to you."

"Say, what do you want me to do for you now?" Zhou Zimo rubbed her face in a bad way: "Do you want me to give you a complete set of human body massage?"

Ye Yifan frowned, closed his eyes, and stretched out his little hand to push his face: "Your beard is so thumping."

Zhou Zimo's deep eyes flashed with a grievance: "Look at you, I'm not happy, and I'm not in the mood to shave. If you do this in the future, I will leave my beard long, kiss you, go to bed with you, and let you know what real waste is."
Chapter completed!