Chapter 1332 Master's Little Demon Girl (81)

Xue Wuhen silently touched the mask with his hand, making sure that the mask would not fall off.

He then said softly, "Why, being imprisoned is stupid? You want to rot in the bed of the man who imprisoned you."

Bai Weiwei leaned against the dressing table, curled her orchid fingers, curled a strand of black hair, and looked at him with incomparably cold eyes.

"What's your purpose? Do you think if I shout now, Xue Wuhen will let you go."

Xue Wuhen was a little greedy for the waywardness that finally appeared on her face.

Her appearance is always better than her lifeless and hateful appearance.

He couldn't help reaching out to touch her face.

Without a mask, you can't see her like this at all.

She is so cruel to him now that she doesn't even give him a look.

Bai Weiwei's eyes narrowed, she picked up the hairpin that she threw away just now, and stabbed his palm fiercely.

Xue Wuhen flipped his hand and snatched the hairpin, he frowned: "It's the most poisonous woman's heart, I see you are bored, and I plan to take you out for a walk."

Bai Weiwei looked him up and down, and finally frowned and said, "It's been so long, don't you have a name?"

Xue Wuhen knew that she would not go with people so easily.

She is very vigilant.

So he was silent for a while, and then said indifferently, "My name is Bai Yulan."

A flash of surprise flashed in Bai Weiwei's eyes, and the corner of her mouth suddenly turned up, "Are you the Bai Yulan who was framed by Xue Wuhen for murdering the whole family?"

Xue Wuhen: "Well, that hypocrite, the leader of the martial arts alliance, killed an unknown number of people, and they all framed it for me, so I plan to steal his most precious things to get revenge on him."

To make her feel better.

He didn't hesitate to black out.

Sure enough, Bai Weiwei laughed, and she had no strength to rest her head on her arm.

Her black hair was scattered behind her, and her smile was so sweet that she could charm any man.

Xue Wuhen lowered her eyes and breathed a little harder.

Bai Weiwei got up casually, bare feet, and the bells on her ankles rang.

She came to him and suddenly reached out to take off his mask.

Xue Wuhen stretched out her hand to block it, but did not let her succeed.

Bai Weiwei was stunned for a moment, but didn't go any further. She disdainfully said, "Ugly bastard, take me away."

Waiting for Xue Wuhen to say anything.

She has already said lightly: "I am what you want, Xue Wuhen's most precious treasure."

Xue Wuhen was speechless for a moment before reaching out to hug her and jumping out of the window.

His light skills are excellent, as light as a bird.

Bai Weiwei nestled in his arms, arrogantly, "Hey, bastard, run forward, it's very high and the scenery is good."

Snow King Eight: "..."

If he hadn't seen her happy, he would have wanted to throw her away.

He carried her and ran over the towering roof, the scenery was picturesque.

She is more beautiful.

Finally she pointed to the top of the mountain, where the sunset was beautiful.

"Wang Ba, is there any wine?"

Bai Weiwei instructed him lazily, and Xue Wuhen silently took out a bottle of wine.

She seldom eats recently, and he forced her to eat.

She could not eat, or eat very little.

Seeing her increasingly thin body and her eyes that were gradually losing life, the pain in his chest spread throughout his body.

He was going to die, and he wouldn't make her feel better.

So he dragged her to be tortured in hell with himself.

But seeing that she really couldn't bear to collapse, he was reluctant.

Bai Weiwei held the wine bottle without saying a word, sitting on the top of the mountain facing the wind.

The fluttering dress was blown up by the wind, she looked at the sunset with no expression, and drank the wine one by one.

Xue Wuhen pretended not to care and took out the wine, intending to coax her to eat some.