It was her father who had created the current situation, causing her to wipe away her tears every time she returned home, often when she was alone at night.
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Liang Xiaoxiao held the cup of hot water and turned her head to look towards the kitchen.
She understands herself and knows that she will not achieve much or have great revenge. Perhaps what she pursues all her life is a stable and warm home.
At this moment, she felt that it was great to have Bi Tielin around.
Even if Bi Tielin won't do this every day in the future, it's enough as long as he can do this when she needs him.
Look, he is wearing an apron and adding brown sugar to the red bean porridge.
Liang Xiaoxiao squinted her eyes and looked at it. She seemed to hear the sound of bubbling in the small iron pot.
She glanced at the blazing fire, smelled the scent of coriander, cucumber, and garlic cloves, and slowly relaxed her whole body.
She felt that Bi Yue’s pajamas were so soft, better than hers, better than hers in every way.
As time passed, her head began to nod, and then she fell directly onto the sofa.
"Xiaoxiao?" Bi Tielin wiped his hands with a towel and was about to call Liang Xiaoxiao to eat. After she was full, he would listen to her complaints and comfort her, but he didn't expect that the little girl fell asleep.
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The porridge was always warm, and three thermoses were filled with boiling water. The stove was burning very brightly. In the warm bedroom, only a desk lamp was on, and the clean scent of soapberries was floating in the air.
Liang Xiaoxiao lay on Bi Tielin's bed covered with a quilt, and fell asleep soundly and peacefully.
Bi Tielin carried the large washing basin, just like he used to secretly wash the sheets and quilt covers in the bedroom. He sat on the edge of the bed, rubbing Liang Xiaoxiao's changed clothes vigorously with his big hands.
He wanted to see her from time to time...
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Are you all getting anxious? The power went out at noon. Then around 4:00 PM, the power came back on, but I was stuck.
To be honest, I don't know how to strike the right balance.
Maybe many book friends don’t understand me. I am still a little dirty, "cute dirty", only a little dirty.
Ahem, anyway, I couldn’t stop writing anymore, and my uncle pushed Xiaoxiao down... Uh, whenever I get stuck in an essay, I want to "drive".
Then I got really embarrassed. I couldn't bear to delete such a good clip, and it didn't fit the outline later. In the end, after struggling for a meal, making corn and eating half a plate of fried shrimp, I resolutely deleted it. Even now, thinking about it makes my heart ache. I can't bear to do it...
Without further ado, my next chapter will be late, but there will definitely be a next chapter! (To be continued.)
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