If it is not carefully measured, how can it be so accurate?

But, why doesn't she remember that a man measured her height?

"This is also a birthday present for me, isn't it?"

Before Qin Shu could turn around, Fu Tingyu took two steps forward, standing behind her in a slender and tall figure.

With her back close to the heart, Qin Shu could clearly feel the man's strong heartbeat, which made her feel at ease inexplicably.

"Do you like it?" The man's low voice sounded in his ears.

Qin Shu nodded heavily, as if he had been filled with honey, very sweet.

"Well, I like it very much. Did you carve it yourself? It looks like me."

Fu Tingyu held her hand, stretched out to the wooden sculpture in front of him, took her finger belly, stroked the eyebrows of the wooden sculpture, as if depicting its brow shape, and then came to the end of the eye.

The tail of his eyes raised, with a slight smile.

The surface of the wood carving is very smooth and warm to the touch.

Led by a man's fingers, touching his wooden statue is very strange, but he can truly feel the seriousness of the man when he carves the wooden sculpture, and feel his bone-broken love.

"Boer, sometimes I really think that you are the wood carving in front of me. I don't want to leave or smile at others. I will only stay by my side and smile at me alone."

"Look, how sweet she smiles."

The man's voice is low, with bone-cutting love, and his eyes are paranoid and stinging.

Thinking that she had never smiled at him in her previous life, Qin Shu's heart was gripped so hard that she couldn't breathe.

She squeezed the man's hand and clasped his fingers: "Yu, I will not leave you, I will smile at you every day for the rest of my life."

Fu Tingyu chuckled, but the smile did not reach the bottom of his eyes: "Boer, remember what did you say on Valentine's Day?"

Qin Shu froze, and quickly recalled what happened on Valentine's Day in his mind. When he recalled it, his heart felt painful again.

Valentine's Day is the day when the certificate is received.

She was out of breath that day, so she took her mobile phone to give Shen Yaohui a voice, saying that it was not her volition, but was forced.

Then he confessed to Shen Yaohui, which happened to be heard by Fu Tingyu.

Fu Tingyu's gloomy complexion slowly said, "You said that for the rest of your life, you will only..."

"Stop talking, stop talking, okay?"

Qin Shu's cheek was pressed against the man's chest, tears slid down his eyes like spring water, dripped onto the black suit, and then disappeared into the clothes.

She doesn't love Shen Yaohui, she only loves him!

But what would she do to believe her?

Fu Tingyu looked down, watching the crying pear flower in his arms raining, a certain factor in his blood began to move around again, and he couldn't suppress it even if he wanted to suppress it.

He suddenly tightened his arms and hugged the person in his arms tightly, as if he was afraid of her leaving suddenly.

"Boer, don't try to leave me in vain, you can only be mine, only my Fu Tingyu."

Qin Shu cried and shook his head: "Don't leave, don't leave."

The man's slender fingers pinched her chin, lifted it up, and saw his eyes washed with tears, clear and bright, he suddenly lowered his figure...

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