The Rebirth Wife Of The Seventies (MTL) ✓

CHAPTER 51

When I approached her, a warm floral fragrance came on her body.

Sweet, like the smell of summer gardenia.

Xie Tingyu seemed to be confused after the kiss, he was stunned. He took a deep breath, suppressed the faint emotions in his heart, and happily turned his face away to prepare to be beaten. After a while, there was no movement before he asked: "Don't hit your mouth this time?"

Ye Qingshui felt a piece of heat on his eyelids, like a brand, itchy, hard to ignore.

She had uncontrollable irritability, disgust, grievance, and all kinds of complicated feelings intertwined. She looked at Xie Tingyu inexplicably, and controlled the urge to curse.

Ye Qingshui watched him actively turn his face away, she raised her hand and wiped her eyes fiercely.

Ye Qingshui thought angrily: What is her pity for him!

Xie Tingyu is a high-ranking disciple who has no worries about food and clothing. I am afraid that he has not had any hardships in his life, and he can't stand a little bit of injustice. Isn't it that the father doesn't love his mother or his mother?

She had never seen her relatives since she was born, and her uncle went into the army to make a living and went away from home. The family was so poor that she was in need of the poorest.

Ye Qingshui bit his lip and stared in anger.

As soon as Xie Tingyu's words fell, he turned his face, glanced casually, and he slightly curled the corners of his lips.

His depressed mood has been diluted a lot, Xie Tingyu bent down and picked up the jade grasshopper on the ground, gently lifting its two tentacles with his thumb.

Xie Tingyu's lips squirmed for a moment, and the thousands of words in his stomach finally turned into a simple sentence:

"Thank you."

Thank you, and chose to break a grasshopper to me at this time.

Ye Qingshui did not respond.

She was thinking, thank you so easily.

This life was so easy in exchange for his thanks. In the previous life, Ye Qingshui had racked his brains, and the grasshoppers stacked one after another, their hands were swollen, and a pile of grasshoppers came to comfort him.

I folded one and said to him cautiously: "Tingyu's birth gift." I

folded another one, "for the talking one-year-old Tingyu."

... I

folded the fifth one and comforted him hesitantly. : "It doesn't matter if Mom is gone, Brother Yu is very strong."

...As

soon as the twentieth one was stacked, the indifference in Xie Tingyu's eyes melted slightly.

Ye Qingshui recalled these past events and couldn't help but shook his head, lowered his head and felt a little touched in his heart.

There was some comfort in the end. It turned out that his sadness at that time was not deceiving her, it was really sad.

As for...why he was so sad, Ye Qingshui couldn't understand it in his last life, and he was even less qualified to intervene in this life.

Before going to bed, Ye Qingshui used a basin of hot water to wash his feet. While washing his feet, he saw Xie Tingyu sitting at the desk, playing with grasshoppers with a rare expression on his face for a long time.