Chapter 1940 The High-Cold Learning God of Bully Learning Scum (133)

Chen Qing felt a chill in his heart, but he was not worried that if Bai Weiwei was locked up, Xia Hanyang would be arrested.

Instead, he was worried that Xia Hanyang would become more and more extreme, and eventually lead to an irreversible desperation.

With Xia Hanyang's current state, it's not impossible to drag Bai Weiwei to die together.

Bai Weiwei didn't like Xia Hanyang back then.

Everyone knows it.

After all, Bai Weiwei's performance, no blind person can't say with conscience that she likes Xia Hanyang.

Xia Hanyang was hot, and they couldn't say anything.

Now six years later, Bai Weiwei has no feelings for Xia Hanyang anymore.

Chen Qing couldn't help but persuade: "Brother Xia, why don't you let go of the past, now that she's back, treat her well..."

Xia Hanyang's eyes were extremely cold, "I've done it before, licking dogs like me, no one else, she still doesn't like me the same.

So be nice to her, she will only be able to take an inch, and she doesn't look down on him at all.

Xia Hanyang said terribly calmly, "My current family background and ability are enough to deal with any accidents involving her, so don't worry."

Chen Qing: That's why I'm worried.

He hesitated, but finally fell silent.

Xia Hanyang got out of the car full of alcohol, and he staggered a few steps before standing up.

"Let's go back."

After speaking, Xia Hanyang didn't care about him, and couldn't wait to go home.

When the door is opened, the light turns on automatically.

Lights all over the house.

Xia Hanyang looked at the books thrown at random on the sofa, the flowers placed on the table, and some peeled candy papers.

She had only arrived when the dead silence of his room disappeared.

Xia Hanyang walked to the front of the room, the door was still tightly locked.

have you slept?

I glanced at the time, it was three o'clock in the middle of the night.

Xia Hanyang drank and was even a little confused, but he didn't have the urge to take revenge.

He took the key and opened the lock, only to find the table blocked.

so afraid of him?

Xia Hanyang pursed his lips and squinted his eyes unhappily. He pushed away the corner of the table with one hand, and then rubbed into the room.

Silently, he pushed the table away with one hand.

A petite silhouette was lying on the bed in the yellowish little lamp.

Xia Hanyang gently walked to the bedside, wanting to kiss her.

He even slowed his breathing, for fear of scaring her.

The quilt was lifted.

Xia Hanyang saw her red face, no longer pale and pale, and the red and bright colors were so attractive.

His dull mind is a little strange.

He couldn't help reaching out and touched her face, the hot temperature surprised him.

"Weiwei?" He was half sober, and immediately reached out and shook her.

Bai Weiwei gently opened her eyes, her eyes were extremely moist.

Now she is a little more angry, and in the dark there is more color than usual.

I don't know how long it lasted.

Xia Hanyang was about to reach out and hug her to see the doctor.

Bai Weiwei didn't know what she saw, and showed a fragile smile, "Mom, are you here to pick me up?"

His hand shook suddenly, and he could only stare blankly at her smile.

She had rarely seen Bai Weiwei smile so purely and softly.

There seemed to be a gentle star shining in her eyes, which was completely different from her usual indifference.

Bai Weiwei stretched out her weak hand, held his palm, and gently rubbed her hot face into his palm.

"Mom, I'm so tired, really tired."

A fragile teardrop fell into Xia Hanyang's palm.

The warm and rapidly cooling liquid made Xia Hanyang feel at a loss.

He stared at her for a while, before he couldn't help softening his sullen brows. He almost sighed and said, "What should I do with you?"

In the dark night, he used the wine to look at such a fragile her, and let the tenderness that he had nowhere to place go unrestrained.