The sky is clear, the breeze is gushing, and the white clouds are constantly changing in the air, combining into various shapes

Due to the rain in the morning, the afternoon sun is not as strong as usual, but instead reveals a sense of gentleness.

The gentleman Mo was wearing a white dress, and his hair was slightly flying. He was smiling faintly on his handsome face. He looked in a good mood. At this time, he was walking quickly in the corridor. The direction he was going to was the small courtyard where Ling Chuchu lived.

In just ten days, he seemed to have gotten used to it. He ran to Ling Chuchu when he finished his business. It seemed that he felt uncomfortable if he couldn't see it for a moment.

这便是爱情的魔力!即使在她那里受了气,挨了揍,心里也是甜蜜的!

"Zi Mo, you're back"

At the corner of the corridor, Song Ke'er was holding a few plates of exquisite snacks in her hand, looking at her beloved man with a smile

It seems a little unexpected!

"Ke'er, why are you here?"

Junzimo stopped and a gentle smile appeared on her face, but after seeing what was in her hand, she frowned.

Ke'er still has fantasies about him. He has hinted many times over the years, but it seems that there is no effect. This woman is still kind to him as usual. Many times he wants to tell her what he is in his heart directly, but he also understands in his heart that even if he says it, it is useless unless he has someone he loves.

Now that he already has Lian'er, it's time for her to give up completely!

"The emperor has not allowed me to leave the palace these days. I am afraid that I will be captured again. I am idle. So I went to learn to make snacks from the chefs in the imperial kitchen. These are your favorite food. How about trying it? If you like it, I will make it for you every day."

Song Ke'er's eyebrows were affectionate, and there was a faint blush on her white little face. Whenever she approached the man, she couldn't control her shyness.

Junzimo followed her and walked towards the octagonal pavilion beside her, thinking about how to say how to minimize the damage Ke'er is a very sensitive woman and also loves to cry. If she cries so hard, how should she deal with her tears?

"Zi Mo, you try this first"

With his jade-like little hand, he picked up a piece of golden pastry and handed it to him, looking expectant.

"Yeah, the taste is really good but Ke'er, you won't have to make these for me in the future."

Junzimo took it, ate it in one bite, and then praised it sincerely and then changed the subject and got to the point.

"What's wrong? Don't you like it? Then I'll learn something else tomorrow."

Song Ke'er didn't think there was anything wrong. She was too used to doing this and that for this man. In her heart, she was born specifically for this man.

Junzimo's big hand rhythmically hit the stone tabletop. Looking at her eyes a little distant, she put away the smile on her face, and spoke seriously.

"Ke'er, I've wanted to tell you some things long ago, and it's mine."

When Song Ke'er heard his words and looked at his expression, she knew that what he was going to say was the matter between the two, and her heart began to beat violently, hoping that what he wanted to say was what she wanted to hear the most.

After so many years, she has been silently waiting for him, giving up everything for him, and now, is God going to repay her?

"kindness"

He nodded heavily, his cheeks were bright red, his little head was hanging low, his little hands were holding the corner of his clothes tightly, and he looked forward to it endlessly...

"Ke'er, can you call me Brother Zimo in the future?"

After a long time, a very light sentence shattered a woman’s dream for many years!

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