"Stupid boy, he's only with you to get your father's property, not really love you, how old are you, my baby, you don't see that people are better than your father, I'm just helping you, but you don't know what's wrong" "No, it's not what you said, Dad, he loves me, I know" "Okay, in a few years you'll understand your father's painstaking efforts, don't even think about leaving this room until that guy is executed" "Daddy" The girl in the video looks at the back of her father leaving, crying heartbreakingly.
He has always been indifferent, and there are tears in his eyes at this time.
Evening.
Siel was standing in front of the kitchen bread cabinet and bent his head to stir the strawberry cream on the plate, planning to whip the cream and make a strawberry cake for Becca and the few children that Becca had invited.
She stirred and stirred, when suddenly she heard the door shut.
Immediately after, there was the sound of slow, heavy footsteps.
Walking in her direction.
She stopped stirring and turned her head to see him coming.
"Why did you come here, it was Becca who asked you to ask me if I made the cake not so fast, I'm only now" He walked up to her and stopped, watching her be silent for a while, without saying a word.
Cill looked at him with a stunned expression.
How did he have this expression Did she do something to upset him?
In order to prevent being abused by him.
Or find an excuse to slip away the tail number first.
"Oh yes, I remember that my company has a little money" His hand with the watch rested on her neck, causing her to fall backwards to the cupboard behind her, looking at his frightened face and shaking her head in confusion.
His hand slid to her chin and lifted her chin to lift her head, his hand on her cheek, gently caressing her face.
The emotions in his eyes changed instantly, and the pain was the most obvious.
He lowered his head, closed his eyes and kissed her on the lips.
"Uh."
Cill raised his hand to push him on the shoulder and tried to push him away, but in the end, he was pressed against the counter behind him, unable to move.
He kissed her for a long time before he stopped, panting and looking at her face, and then he looked down again "Don't" Cill fled as he was about to kiss him again.
She looked back at him who was standing there and hugged her, his cheeks flushed, she wiped her lips with the back of her hand, and asked him with a hot face.
"What the hell are you doing kissing me today for no reason, it can't be that you're mentally ill."
He looked at her and said nothing.
Mentally ill.
It's good.
Then his heart will not be as painful as it is now.
Heart-rending pain.
The guilt made it difficult for him to breathe.
For a long time, he walked around her and opened the door and strode out of the kitchen, not saying a word to her the whole time.
Cill looked at his back and blinked incredulously.
How could he be so abnormal today.
I guess I'm really mentally ill "Mom, is my strawberry cake ready?"
"Yes, Pretty Auntie, we all want to eat strawberry cake" "I'd rather have blueberry cake."
"Hee-hee, I like to eat durian cake."
"I like the taste of papaya" "As for me, I like to eat mechanical-flavored hee-hee."
"Haha, I want my pretty aunt to make us all the same" As soon as the man left, his daughter Becca broke into the kitchen with five or six children. oshow7 t1706231537: