Chapter 400 She Said No

Xia Wei, "It is said that the other side of hate is love, if you don't love anymore, then what is there to hate, they are just strangers."

If there is a sunny day, "Is it impossible to have another chance?"

Xia Wei, "Boss, the questions you ask are all very strange?"

If there is a sunny day, "Is it strange, I just want to ask for a woman's forgiveness, but after hearing what you said, it seems a little impossible to me."

Xia Wei, "Boss, don't give up, there will be a day when you will be forgiven, it's caused by Jingcheng, and opened by Jingshi, right?"

If there is a sunny day, "then I will borrow your blessing."

Xia Ruoxin closed the message box, leaned on the sofa, put half of the easel on her lap, and started to draw. She likes to immerse herself in the world of painting like this. This is her other world, that beautiful, wonderful, Also no harm.

Xiao Yudian opened the door, holding the doll in one hand, and ran over on her chubby legs. Then, with her big eyes open, she climbed onto the sofa by herself, and squeezed her little head into her mother's arms.

"Mom, would you like to draw a little raindrop?"

Xiao Yu rubbed her mother's neck, then climbed off the sofa, held the doll and posed for a while, waiting to be a little model.

"Okay," Xia Ruoxin pinched her daughter's face, changed a piece of drawing paper, and started to draw

Xiao Yudian is a very conscientious little model, she can stand there motionless, without her mother reminding her, she automatically puts on a little pose that she thinks looks good, and waits for her mother to draw a picture of her.

Although other children have pictures, only her is the picture drawn by her mother.

On the drawing paper, a small figure soon appeared, with a chubby little face, round eyes, and delicate eyebrows. Although it was still small, it already had some small aura.

This feels like something.

Xia Ruoxin's fingers paused slightly, she moved the easel away, and put the drawing paper in front of her, indeed, Xiao Yudian's serious little face was more and more similar to that man.

The appearance followed her, but the temperament really followed that man

Suddenly, she remembered what Ruoyou Qingtian said. If that person repents, will she forgive? Forgive? She has never thought about it. It's okay, we can pass.

She put down the album, hugged her daughter, and compared her daughter's face with her own hand. The little girl has grown up and gained so much weight.

She held her daughter's little hand in one hand, went to the kitchen, and prepared a pot of milk powder for her.

Xiao Yu hugged the bottle, her mouth was flattened, "Mom, why don't you drink it?"

Not good, Xia Ruoxin picked up her daughter, and lightly touched her small face with her forehead. The raindrops are still small, drink more milk powder, and she will grow whiter and more beautiful in the future.

"Really?" Xiao Yudian scratched her short hair, "Will it really become beautiful, and will the hair grow back?" She still cares about her hair, for fear that others will know that she used to be bald ,

"Yes," Xia Ruoxin comforted her daughter, "It will grow out soon, and it will be as long as before. It can be braided very beautifully, with many small bows."

"Then drink it from Xiaoyudian," Xiaoyudian held the bottle and started drinking, her mouth was bulging, she was drinking very hard and seriously, her two little hands were holding the bottle tightly, afraid that someone would want to drink it now. She stretched out her hand to take it, but it was impossible to take it away. It was all about the strength of breastfeeding. She didn't understand it before, but now she understands it.

Xia Ruoxin caressed her daughter's fluffy short hair. The sourness in her heart that belonged to the past finally faded slightly. Their hardest days are over. In the future, she will be able to make money and live for her daughter. Live better.

Xiao Yudian drinks milk obediently, with her little head resting on her mother's shoulders. In fact, she is a little milk baby. She is only three years old. She is the smallest child in the kindergarten. Mothers depend on each other for life, so they are much more sensible than those who live in a honey pot and are surrounded by a few adults.

After drinking a pot of milk, she was about to fall asleep, and she was still holding her doll tightly in her arms. Xia Ruoxin was able to buy another doll for her daughter now, but Xiao Yu's favorite, favorite, was still She is holding the doll in her arms now, and she regards this doll as another self. No matter how many extra dolls there are, this doll will never be replaced in Xiao Yudian's heart.

She carefully placed her daughter on the bed in the house, and gently stroked her little face. Compared with when she was sick, she really grew some flesh. Gao Yi said that she recovered very well, and she can live a long time in the future a long time.

God will not be too cruel to their mother and daughter. They have been hungry, slept on the street, and even penniless, and even a little bit worse. Gao Yi said that all the suffering is over. Their life will get better and better, right?

She walked into the living room, carefully put away the portrait painted for Xiao Yu, and then drew the illustrations on the website. She worked as an artist for two websites, and her paintings started from nothing People care about her, and now, with her hard work, she finally has some small fame, and the people on the website said that she will be given more jobs. This can not help but be an opportunity to make money, and it will also give her more opportunities More time to consolidate my painting skills.

The information on the computer came over.

She opened the message, a familiar interface, and a familiar avatar.

If it's sunny, "Haven't slept yet?"

Xia Wei, "Well, no, I'm working."

If there is a sunny day, "Go to bed early, how can you make money?"

Then the profile picture over there darkened, it should be offline, Xia Ruoxin turned off the computer, continued to draw, and wanted to draw more, she liked her work, but she didn't know, in fact, on the penguin, that Xia Ruoxin Ruo Qingtian's portrait is always on.

"Liu, are you still awake?"

Li Manni was wearing pajamas, standing at the door a little uneasy. It was almost twelve o'clock, no matter how busy he was, he couldn't be so busy. In the past, although he was busy, he would definitely put down his hands when he should be sleeping. Unless the company has important matters, he must work overtime.

"You go to bed first, I have to wait a while," Chu Lu pinched his eyebrows lightly, not knowing how much perfunctory there was in these words.

Li Manni bit her red lips, and finally turned around. At that moment, no one noticed the distorted expression on her face.