Fu Peijing raised her hand and pulled down her collar. Why did she have to be her?"
"She's not just your whole world."Cen Juan's eyes were gentle and smiling as he said slowly," It's mine too.""
Actually, he had thought of giving up.
How could Cen Juan not know that he was Fu Ting's uncle? Even if they were not related by blood, he should not have such feelings for his niece.
The little girl was so good. Her eyes were filled with pure crystals. She had never experienced any filth.
He shouldn't have gotten close to the beautiful her.
He had struggled several times, but every time the little girl looked at him with her wet eyes.
He had no other choice.
He didn't have any ambitions, he just wanted to protect this pure land.
*
Fu Ting sat in the living room and did not sleep until Fu Pei returned in the wee hours of the morning.
