Her name is Ye Zitian, others call her Zitian, and Suermo calls her Tiantian.
He said, Tiantian, lotus leaves and Tiantian are very beautiful and quiet. Calling you like this will make me feel happy. Ye Zitian smiled and liked the shape of his lips when he called her Tiantian.
Suermo stood with a pretty girl under a thick sycamore tree. He said lazily, "I'm sorry, I can't accept it." The girl trembled a little, "Why? We've known each other for so long, why not?"
Suermo was embarrassed, "Because——"
"Because he has a girlfriend, Suermo, you won't forget it, right?"
Suermo turned around and saw Ye Zitian standing not far away wearing a beautiful dress and long hair. She walked forward with small steps and extended her right hand to the girl.
"Hello, my name is Ye Zitian, a second-year student in the junior high school..."
Suermo laughed, finally couldn't help it, and held his little girl in his arms.
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