Chapter 940: 940
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“Long Chenjue, my hand is fine. ” Jian Xiaomo had just finished her sentence.
Long Chenjue glared at her coldly and said, “Jian Xiaomo, do you want to argue with me? ”
Jian Xiaomo looked at long Chenjue speechlessly. was she arguing with him? She was just stating a fact. Her hand was only scratched, not crippled.
“Xiaobao Qingqing, you can carry him, but Dabao must not. ” Long Chenjue slowly stood up from the ground, still holding Jian Xiaomo in his arms.
The most important thing was that he couldn’t carry da Bao. This man was jealous again.
Jian Xiaomo didn’t say anything. Anyway, she could do whatever she wanted when she got home. This man couldn’t monitor her twenty hours a day.
As she was thinking, long Chenjue had already put her down, and the two of them walked forward.
When they reached the place where long Chenjue was standing, Jian Xiaomo was completely stunned.
There was an antique-looking low table with candles on it. There were also some food and fruits on the table. The candles were swaying in the wind.
Jian Xiaomo couldn’t help but look at Long Chenjue in surprise.
Long Chenjue’s deep eyes were still staring at the candles in front of him. His handsome face looked even more cold and hard under the light.
Jian Xiaomo didn’t say anything else. Her fingers were still held tightly by long Chenjue.
The two of them stood there quietly. There was nothing but silence in the air.
At this moment, Long Chenjue said in a hoarse voice, “Jian Xiaomo, do you know what day it is today? ”
Hearing this, Jian Xiaomo looked at long Chenjue in surprise. Only then did she realize that this man was talking to her.
“today is October 21st, ” Jian Xiaomo said without hesitation.
Long Chenjue didn’t continue her words immediately. He paused for a moment and said in a low voice, “think again. ”
Hearing this, Jian Xiaomo looked at long chenjue again and found that the man’s face was even gloomier. She frowned and began to think in her mind.
Suddenly, her eyes widened in shock. She thought of the scene last year. She thought of the birthday that she had meticulously prepared for long Chenjue. Long Chenjue had smashed everything into pieces and even secretly hid himself.
Today was long Chenjue’s birthday!
Her eyes suddenly widened. Didn’t this man never celebrate his birthday Why did he come to the mountain today? Could it be that he wanted to celebrate his birthday? However, this was too contradictory. Moreover, there were candles in front of her. Those things looked like tributes.
Who else would celebrate his birthday like this.
Jian Xiaomo suddenly covered her mouth because she suddenly realized that this day was long chenjue’s birthday. It was also the anniversary of long Chenjue’s mother’s death. So, these tributes must have come from long Chenjue to the top of the mountain to pay tribute to his mother!
Therefore, she could understand why she was wearing this black dress. When paying tribute to someone, they usually had to wear black. That was why long Chenjue had asked her to wear black.
Jian Xiaomo suddenly understood. No wonder this man had been wearing a cold and hard face.
Thinking of long Chenjue’s mother, Jian Xiaomo could also imagine the pain in Long Chenjue’s heart at this moment. Thinking of the pain in the man’s heart, her heart felt like it was being pricked by needles. Could this be the connection between breath and death?
She could not help but turn around. Suddenly, she reached out her hands and hugged long chenjue’s strong waist from behind.
The man’s body only stiffened slightly for a moment. Then, he continued to stand upright.
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“Long Chenjue, my hand is fine. ” Jian Xiaomo had just finished her sentence.
Long Chenjue glared at her coldly and said, “Jian Xiaomo, do you want to argue with me? ”
Jian Xiaomo looked at long Chenjue speechlessly. was she arguing with him? She was just stating a fact. Her hand was only scratched, not crippled.
“Xiaobao Qingqing, you can carry him, but Dabao must not. ” Long Chenjue slowly stood up from the ground, still holding Jian Xiaomo in his arms.
The most important thing was that he couldn’t carry da Bao. This man was jealous again.
Jian Xiaomo didn’t say anything. Anyway, she could do whatever she wanted when she got home. This man couldn’t monitor her twenty hours a day.
As she was thinking, long Chenjue had already put her down, and the two of them walked forward.
When they reached the place where long Chenjue was standing, Jian Xiaomo was completely stunned.
There was an antique-looking low table with candles on it. There were also some food and fruits on the table. The candles were swaying in the wind.
Jian Xiaomo couldn’t help but look at Long Chenjue in surprise.
Long Chenjue’s deep eyes were still staring at the candles in front of him. His handsome face looked even more cold and hard under the light.
Jian Xiaomo didn’t say anything else. Her fingers were still held tightly by long Chenjue.
The two of them stood there quietly. There was nothing but silence in the air.
At this moment, Long Chenjue said in a hoarse voice, “Jian Xiaomo, do you know what day it is today? ”
Hearing this, Jian Xiaomo looked at long Chenjue in surprise. Only then did she realize that this man was talking to her.
“today is October 21st, ” Jian Xiaomo said without hesitation.
Long Chenjue didn’t continue her words immediately. He paused for a moment and said in a low voice, “think again. ”
Hearing this, Jian Xiaomo looked at long chenjue again and found that the man’s face was even gloomier. She frowned and began to think in her mind.
Suddenly, her eyes widened in shock. She thought of the scene last year. She thought of the birthday that she had meticulously prepared for long Chenjue. Long Chenjue had smashed everything into pieces and even secretly hid himself.
Today was long Chenjue’s birthday!
Her eyes suddenly widened. Didn’t this man never celebrate his birthday Why did he come to the mountain today? Could it be that he wanted to celebrate his birthday? However, this was too contradictory. Moreover, there were candles in front of her. Those things looked like tributes.
Who else would celebrate his birthday like this.
Jian Xiaomo suddenly covered her mouth because she suddenly realized that this day was long chenjue’s birthday. It was also the anniversary of long Chenjue’s mother’s death. So, these tributes must have come from long Chenjue to the top of the mountain to pay tribute to his mother!
Therefore, she could understand why she was wearing this black dress. When paying tribute to someone, they usually had to wear black. That was why long Chenjue had asked her to wear black.
Jian Xiaomo suddenly understood. No wonder this man had been wearing a cold and hard face.
Thinking of long Chenjue’s mother, Jian Xiaomo could also imagine the pain in Long Chenjue’s heart at this moment. Thinking of the pain in the man’s heart, her heart felt like it was being pricked by needles. Could this be the connection between breath and death?
She could not help but turn around. Suddenly, she reached out her hands and hugged long chenjue’s strong waist from behind.
The man’s body only stiffened slightly for a moment. Then, he continued to stand upright.
Long Chenjue, my hand is fine. Jian Xiaomo had just finished her sentence.Long Chenjue glared at her coldly and said, Jian Xiaomo, do you want to argue with me? Jian Xiaomo looked at long Chenjue speechlessly. was she arguing with him? She was just stating a fact. Her hand was only scratched, not crippled.Xiaobao Qingqing, you can carry him, but Dabao must not. Long Chenjue slowly stood up from the ground, still holding Jian Xiaomo in his arms.The most important thing was that he couldn't carry da Bao. This man was jealous again.Jian Xiaomo didn't say anything. Anyway, she could do whatever she wanted when she got home. This man couldn't monitor her twenty hours a day.As she was thinking, long Chenjue had already put her down, and the two of them walked forward.When they reached the place where long Chenjue was standing, Jian Xiaomo was completely stunned.There was an antique-looking low table with candles on it. There were also some food and fruits on the table. The candles were swaying in the wind.Jian Xiaomo couldn't help but look at Long Chenjue in surprise.Long Chenjue's deep eyes were still staring at the candles in front of him. His handsome face looked even more cold and hard under the light.Jian Xiaomo didn't say anything else. Her fingers were still held tightly by long Chenjue.The two of them stood there quietly. There was nothing but silence in the air.At this moment, Long Chenjue said in a hoarse voice, Jian Xiaomo, do you know what day it is today? Hearing this, Jian Xiaomo looked at long Chenjue in surprise. Only then did she realize that this man was talking to her.today is October 21st, Jian Xiaomo said without hesitation.Long Chenjue didn't continue her words immediately. He paused for a moment and said in a low voice, think again. Hearing this, Jian Xiaomo looked at long chenjue again and found that the man's face was even gloomier. She frowned and began to think in her mind.Suddenly, her eyes widened in shock. She thought of the scene last year. She thought of the birthday that she had meticulously prepared for long Chenjue. Long Chenjue had smashed everything into pieces and even secretly hid himself.Today was long Chenjue's birthday!Her eyes suddenly widened. Didn't this man never celebrate his birthday Why did he come to the mountain today? Could it be that he wanted to celebrate his birthday? However, this was too contradictory. Moreover, there were candles in front of her. Those things looked like tributes.Who else would celebrate his birthday like this.Jian Xiaomo suddenly covered her mouth because she suddenly realized that this day was long chenjue's birthday. It was also the anniversary of long Chenjue's mother's death. So, these tributes must have come from long Chenjue to the top of the mountain to pay tribute to his mother!Therefore, she could understand why she was wearing this black dress. When paying tribute to someone, they usually had to wear black. That was why long Chenjue had asked her to wear black.Jian Xiaomo suddenly understood. No wonder this man had been wearing a cold and hard face.Thinking of long Chenjue's mother, Jian Xiaomo could also imagine the pain in Long Chenjue's heart at this moment. Thinking of the pain in the man's heart, her heart felt like it was being pricked by needles. Could this be the connection between breath and death?She could not help but turn around. Suddenly, she reached out her hands and hugged long chenjue's strong waist from behind.The man's body only stiffened slightly for a moment. Then, he continued to stand upright.
