A Naive Short-tempered Girl

His such cold and chilling pair of eyes, why there was no warmness at the first sight?

Is that his nature? Or is it…. he never felt any warmness from this home?

Tears falling down, streaming down slowly wet her cheeks, Yao Yao turned her head, she would not come back and rushing out from Feng’s mansion….

Sky, it has gradually turned dark. When the dim moonlight and the snowflakes falling down to her body it’s give cold and chilly pierce feeling.

In front of her eyes, it seems as if an illusions, there’s little boy at tenth something standing in the middle of snowing helpless and crying.

Although, he has much money to spend, has such excellent family background, but sadly could not makeup his empty heart, could not to find out someone who really love him and someone who able to give him a warmness.

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“Love?” the smile that hung on Yu Ao Tian’s face gradually disappeared, and it even replaced with his dim and cold expression.