Chapter 1076 I Am Very Cold, so I Will Not Take the Initiative to Kiss You (End)

For the children of Xianming Mountain, adults are their closest relatives.

She doesn't need to do anything, as long as the children of Xianming Mountain think of adults, their hearts will be very warm.

Di Zhao looked at the child, "Come here."

The child hesitated for a while, then walked towards Di Zhao with the vase in his arms tightly.

The man with silver hair and red eyes stretched out his hand to the child: "I'll give it to her for you."

The child hesitated and didn't want to give the vase to Di Zhao.

but……

He pursed his lips. Everyone else was afraid of him, and so was he.

He should give it to the adults, right?

The child turned his head to look at the closed courtyard door, and then slowly handed the vase to Di Zhao.

Di Zhao took it with downcast eyes.

Before leaving, the child added: "Please tell your lord that Yuan Sang likes you very much, and I hope you have a happy birthday."

Di Zhao pursed his lips and looked down at the beautiful peach blossoms in the vase.

He felt a little uncomfortable.

The child in front of him looked at him eagerly, but he finally nodded, and the child left.

Di Zhao looked again at the mountains of gifts on the stone table, got up immediately, and walked into the courtyard with the vase in his arms.

Feng Qian lay on the bed, staring at the top of his head in a daze.

After Di Zhao came in, she sat up, her eyes fell on the vase in his hand.

A very simple white porcelain vase with a delicate and beautiful peach blossom inside.

Feng Qian tilted his head, the fragment hadn't given her flowers yet.

Di Zhao walked to the bed and sat down.

Feng Qian leaned over and took the vase in the opponent's hand.

The girl raised her eyebrows: "Give it to me?"

Di Zhao didn't say a word.

Feng Qian touched the peach blossoms still stained with early morning dew with his fingertips, "Very beautiful."

Di Zhao's sight became dim.

"Do adults like it?"

Feng Qian didn't notice Di Zhao's expression, the girl nodded while holding the vase, "I like it."

Di Zhao's face darkened again, feeling a little aggrieved for no reason, as if he had been left out in the cold.

Di Zhao hadn't called her for a long time, and Feng Qian realized something was wrong.

She looks up.

The silver-haired and red-eyed beauty's eyes were full of resentment, and Feng Qian guessed, "Didn't you send it?"

"no."

Feng Qian felt a pain in his back.

She put the vase on the ground with a serious face: "It's good-looking, but it's not as good-looking as Ah Zhao."

The person in front of him had dim eyesight, and finally he lowered his head and hugged Feng Qian's waist.

"My lord, I only have you."

"Um."

Feng Qian raised his hand and touched Di Zhao's head.

Suddenly, like a child, she felt a little uncomfortable.

The girl said seriously, "I only have Ah Zhao."

Di Zhao's eyes flickered slightly, but he didn't speak.

My lord is a little liar.

She has many people, and everyone in Xianming Mountain loves her very much.

But he is different.

No one else but Feng Qian.

It is like the last ray of light in the darkness, which makes people not want to let go, and is willing to spend their whole lives chasing after it.

"Shallow..."

"Um."

"Why... so many people, you chose me?"

Feng Qian was slightly confused, "What to choose?"

Di Zhao put it another way, "Why does Qianqian like me?"

The wind paused.

Why do you like it?

Probably, because it is him, so I like it.

For the first time, Feng Qian seriously said a word of love: "I just like you, there is no reason."

Di Zhao's eyes curved slightly, "Shallow is easy to perfunctory."

Even so, Di Zhao was satisfied.

Feng Qian was puzzled, where was she perfunctory?

Di Zhao's mood improved, and he took out a painting.

Feng Qian took a look.

This painting is weird, it's all stick figures.

Di Zhao: "Which pose does Qianqian like?"

Feng Qian: "..."

…

This plane is a bit short, and it may be a bit hasty.

When writing, I often get stuck.

Write a doctor on the next plane.

Doctor is a sacred profession, worthy of respect and love.

But the content of the novel is purely fictitious and should not be substituted for reality.

The author is a non-professional, and some professional knowledge is not well understood, so the writing will be vague, and there may be basic common sense mistakes. If there are any, you can point them out.