Chapter 1949 The High-Cold Learning God of Bullies and Scumbags (142)

Suddenly he forgives her indifference.

She is not really indifferent, as long as he pushes up, she is scared to death.

Although he insisted that he wanted to show his little claws to scratch him.

But still powerless.

He's really too lazy to hide his feelings, he's fallen for evil, and he likes everything she looks like.

For six years, she found her nerves.

Finally found it, he didn't want to toss, he just wanted to be with her.

"Weiwei, separated for so long, give me a hug as a gift."

He didn't go up to catch her, but carefully seduced her.

This room is iron-clad, and she can't hide anywhere.

If he wants to do whatever he wants, she has nowhere to run.

But Xia Hanyang knew in his heart that he couldn't do such a thing.

It's not that he has high morals, but that he hasn't forgotten how her stepfather treated her.

He didn't want to be in the same class as that beast in her heart.

Bai Weiwei was standing behind the curtain, her fingers turning white and pinching the curtain cloth, as if she thought she was doomed.

Under the lamp, her face was translucent and pure, and her eyes were like a puddle of water.

Xia Hanyang's fingers froze, peeling off her outer arrogance, revealing her soft inner side.

I just knew she was so vulnerable.

It seems that the little girl in poverty has always been pitifully curled up in her heart.

And he forced her to show such a pitiful side.

Xia Hanyang also felt that his heart was broken and hurt.

With a sigh, he couldn't help crushing her, and he couldn't bear to give up on her.

In her case, he's not a man, he's a bitch.

He took a few steps back, trying to suppress the rampant evil in his heart, and said with difficulty, "It's getting late, you go to bed."

He sleeps in the guest room.

He can't wait to hold her to sleep...

Resist this almost overwhelming thought.

Xia Hanyang walked out with unusually heavy footsteps. In fact, he wanted to go back and grab her and hug her.

This thought kept rolling, and I didn't know when I couldn't hold it back, and it really became the kind of low pressure that the old man said.

Xia Hanyang's tall and straight posture was slumped, and he was indescribably bleak. When he walked to the door, he was even more sluggish.

He is so pitiful.

She didn't know whether to take the bait or not.

You won't get pregnant if you hug.

Suddenly he heard the light footsteps behind him, his eyes lit up, and he was fooled.

He waited stiffly, listening to his sincere request, did he want to comfort him with love?

As a result, after waiting for several seconds, this posture could not hold.

Xia Hanyang turned around after realizing it, but saw Bai Weiwei walking to the bed, shaking the quilt with her hand, as if she was about to go to sleep.

Seeing him look over, she froze, "Aren't you... going to bed?"

Xia Hanyang: "..."

She doesn't feel sorry for him anymore.

Sure enough, a woman who was able to leave for six years was cruel to death.

Xia Hanyang rushed up in frustration, his eyes were red, he suddenly turned around and rushed back.

"Sleep? Lao Tzu is like a werewolf now. He has hair and wants to eat people. Ouch."

He threw Bai Weiwei onto the quilt.

Bai Weiwei was stunned by this attack.

When she was about to struggle, she was already rolled up by Xia Hanyang with a sheet.

Then he was held in his arms like a mummy, unable to move.

Bai Weiwei showed her head and couldn't bear to roar: "Xia Hanyang, get out of here for me."

Xia Hanyang hugged the mummy with her hands and feet, and had time to pull the pillow and put it on her.

There is a pillow on the bed.

She didn't give him a chance.

Xia Hanyang didn't care, and squeezed into the same pillow as Bai Weiwei.

His face pressed against her hair, and Bai Weiwei gasped in pain.

Xia Hanyang hurriedly raised his face, then reached out and gently grabbed her hair. Her hair was long and satin-like.

He slowly arranged her hair, took out a clean black and white checkered handkerchief from his trouser pocket, and tied her long hair.

Bai Weiwei stared at him, watching him warily.

"Move again, I can't guarantee safety."

Bai Weiwei immediately obediently did not dare to move.

Xia Hanyang is also tired. He has been tossed to death by her these days, and his mind is hers.

With one more Bai Weiwei, he is ten times busier than usual.

All kinds of women's gadgets, clothes, food, and home furnishings are all his worries.

This worry is reassuring.

Xia Hanyang avoided the uncomfortable place where she was breathing, put his arms around him, and slowly closed his eyes.

After a long time, Bai Weiwei thought he fell asleep and just relaxed.

He suddenly said softly, "I miss you, Weiwei."

Bai Weiwei was silent for a long time and didn't say anything, but her body did not resist his approach.

The dark night was silent. Since the two people met, they finally got along for one night with gentleness and quietness.