Although the reality is cruel, Yan Xiaomo doesn't want this man to continue like this, otherwise she will feel indebted.
But even if Yan Xiaomo said this, it couldn't make Zhao Ziheng like her any less.
If you like this kind of thing, it doesn't mean you don't have it.
"Don't you think it's fate that we meet each other?"
Zhao Ziheng said with a low smile, picked up the tea and drank it all.
He didn't care who she came for.
In short, her appearance made him fall in love with this woman.
Doesn't this count as a kind of fate?
If there was no fate, they might not even meet.
Yan Xiaomo opened her mouth but stopped talking.
After talking so much to Zhao Ziheng, there was no effect at all, and so much of her saliva was wasted.
He simply didn't bother to say anything anymore, looked at the tea on the table, picked it up angrily and drank it in one gulp.
"Why are you looking at me like that?"
Yan Xiaomo finished drinking the tea and put the cup on the table.
She looked up and saw Zhao Ziheng looking at her with bright eyes.
He thought that it was his face that made her think it was...
There's something dirty.
Subconsciously, she raised her hand to wipe her cheek, but saw that his gaze remained the same, without any change.
So Yan Xiaomo wiped her cheeks harder.
"Stop wiping, the skin on your face will be broken if you rub it again."
Zhao Ziheng saw that the fair and tender cheeks were red, and quickly reached out to stop Yan Xiaomo's movements.
If he continued to rub like this, the skin on his face would be broken. .
Looking at the obviously red area, Zhao Ziheng stretched out his hand and wiped it gently.
"Then why do you keep looking at me with such strange eyes?"
Yan Xiaomo thought there was something dirty on her face, so she wiped her cheeks.
Because her skin was white and soft, the slightest effort would make it red, which was particularly conspicuous.
"I just drank from this cup."
Zhao Ziheng pursed his thin lips lightly, his eyes falling on the white porcelain cup engraved with blue and white, and he felt inexplicably happy.
Yan Xiaomo's eyes fell on the cup.
She didn't pay attention just now, but she felt her mouth was dry, so she casually picked up the quilt on the table and drank the tea in one gulp.
Who knew that Zhao Ziheng drank from this cup.
"It's okay, I don't mind."
Yan Xiaomo coughed dryly to hide her embarrassment.
Zhao Ziheng's lips curled up with a smile on his face: "I don't think you have anything to mind."
After saying this, Yan Xiaomo couldn't help but roll her eyes.
"What should you do next?"
Yan Xiaomo tried to change the subject, stirring the hem of her clothes with her fingers.
"The world is so big, there is always a place for me."
Zhao Ziheng said nonchalantly.
The world is so big, and there are many places he has never been to, so maybe he can go and see them.
I’ll come back when I miss Xiaomo in the future.
He wanted to take Xiaomo away, but seeing that she didn't want to go with him, he couldn't force her away like before.
Now he has nothing to rely on and cannot guarantee Xiaomo a life of fine clothing and food.
She should not follow him around the world.
After thinking about this clearly, although Zhao Ziheng was reluctant to give up, he no longer had the previous obsession.
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She needs better people to take care of her.
"I'll take you to Qin."
Yan Xiaomo immediately shook his head, now is not the time to meet Ying Zheng.
Zhao Ziheng was puzzled and asked teasingly: "Suddenly I thought about it.
If you don't look for Ying Zheng, do you think I am better than Ying Zheng?"
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