Chapter 552 Xia Beiqing, Don't Mess Around

Whether it's day or night, he will cry easily, his mind is full of the boy's smiles, those sweet memories, the love words he said to each other, the lingering relationship on the bed, and the last quarrel.

They all turned into a knife, wounding him badly.

It really hurts.

He didn't want to go through those heart-piercing pains again.

At this moment, Xia Beiqing's slender figure was standing under the street lamp, his hands in his pockets, his jacket chain pulled up to the top, his head hanging down, his chin and thin lips covered by the collar, his long eyelashes flickering like butterfly wings Like, covering the expression in the bottom of the eyes, half of the face is hidden in the darkness, half of the face is shrouded in light, and the outline is exquisite and beautiful.

There is no change from before, only a little thinner, with a little more gloomy brows, and looks more calm than before.

"Where are you going?" He asked abruptly.

Shen Zhiyu clenched the hand by his side, trying to calm himself: "It should have nothing to do with you, leave my house, and don't appear in front of me again."

Xia Beiqing said hoarsely, "Mr. Shen, are you really going to treat me like this?"

Shen Zhiyu couldn't understand what he meant more and more: "Why did I treat you? I just treated you like a stranger."

He has done all the benevolence and righteousness to him, and he still has the face to ask such a question?

"Stranger?" Xia Beiqing raised his long eyelashes, looked straight at Shen Zhiyu with a pair of dark eyes, raised his head slightly, and his thin lips came out of his collar, and he smiled coldly: "I don't even You know exactly how many moles you have on your body and where they are located, are you sure we can still be strangers?"

"Xia Beiqing!" Shen Zhiyu finally couldn't help it, let out a roar, his lips trembled, and his chest heaved violently because of anger: "Stop talking such nonsense!"

Xia Beiqing's gaze shot across Shen Zhiyu's face, and finally settled on his bright red lips. He had kissed this place countless times, and it was sweeter than honey.

Xia Beiqing gritted his teeth and said, "I won't let you go out."

Shen Zhiyu didn't want to entangle him any more, so he turned his head away and prepared to walk away from him.

However, Xia Beiqing strode forward and firmly blocked Shen Zhiyu's way.

Shen Zhiyu frowned, feeling extremely tired: "Tell me, what exactly do you want to do?"

Xia Beiqing still repeated the previous sentence: "Don't go out."

Shen Zhiyu said viciously: "We have nothing to do with each other anymore, you have no right to care what I do!"

These words suddenly hurt Xia Beiqing's heart, a trace of ferocity flashed in his eyes, he rushed to Shen Zhiyu, grabbed Shen Zhiyu's wrist, and dragged him into the living room.

"Xia Beiqing!" Shen Zhiyu struggled desperately, but he was completely unable to withstand the young man's strength, and was dragged into the door by him abruptly.

While grabbing him, Xia Beiqing searched for something in the living room, and finally took out a hemp rope from a drawer.

When Shen Zhiyu saw the rope, his eyes widened behind the glasses, and a bad premonition filled his heart: "Xia Beiqing...don't act recklessly!"

Xia Beiqing held the rope in his hand, then wrapped his long arms around Shen Zhiyu's waist, and directly hugged him horizontally.

Shen Zhiyu struggled non-stop, during which time he even slapped Xia Beiqing several times, but Xia Beiqing didn't react extra, carried him into the bedroom, and threw him on the bed.

Before Shen Zhiyu had time to get up, Xia Beiqing pressed over and sat on him, then wrapped his wrists with hemp ropes, raised them over his head, and tied them tightly to the head of the bed.