His girl

"Your lips are smeared with honey."Jiang Yao smiled coquettishly, but she was really very happy in her heart.

This kind of mood was like being thrown into a paradise of happiness bubbles.

Just like when she was young, her family was very poor. One day, she casually muttered as if she was eating milk candies. Then, the next day, when she came home from school, she found out that her father had specially gone to the town to buy half a catty of milk candies for her. When her eldest brother came back, he also brought two for her, when her second brother came back, he also secretly stuffed a small handful of milk candies into her pocket.

The food that she had wanted to eat yesterday was stuffed into her pocket today. It was a sense of happiness that she was held up by the whole world, a sense of satisfaction that she was doted on by everyone.