Chapter 1962 The High-Cold Learning God of Bullies and Scumbags (155)

Xia Hanyang felt that she was here to lure him into committing a crime.

He pursed his lips, for fear that he would show his wolf teeth and bite her.

He quickly changed the subject: "If you're afraid of drinking, then don't be afraid."

Bai Weiwei raised her head, the trepidation in her eyes did not fade, she even nodded in agreement.

Lonely man and widow, late at night.

Xia Hanyang admitted that he was uneasy and kind.

He casually stuffed half a glass of wine into Bai Weiwei's hands, "Don't be afraid, I'll drink with you."

After that, he pulled her to sit on the bed.

Then he poured the wine himself, took a whole glass, and drank it all in one go.

When he was drinking, the look in her eyes was unbelievably deep.

Bai Weiwei didn't pay attention, but hesitated for a while, seeing that he was drinking so easily, thinking that the alcohol content was not high.

She also lowered her head and took a sip.

This spirit is particularly mild in the mouth.

But notoriously stamina.

A lot of people are easily tricked.

As a result, less than half of the bottle was drunk by a big man.

For Xia Hanyang, a former alcoholic, drinking is impossible.

But drinking Bai Weiwei is easy.

So he didn't remind her, but he drank with her one cup at a time.

He drinks a lot.

She just slowly drank more than two glasses. For someone who doesn't drink often, she drank too much.

Sure enough, her face started to turn red.

A rosy red, a red rarely seen on her face.

Her eyes were filled with mist, which was different from her nearsightedness.

Instead, it was tantalizingly wet, and the ends of her eyes were red, similar to those embellished with peach blossom tips.

Xia Hanyang felt that Yu Ye was about to become a werewolf.

Obviously he should pity her for fear of thunder.

But forgive him for thinking of her alone for so many years.

When I think about it, my mind is full of anger, and my heart is also full of anger.

If she showed any flaws, he could not wait to pounce on it.

Even a kiss will do.

He wants to kiss her, and it hurts wherever he wants.

Xia Hanyang's eyes were bright, and he whispered, "Weiwei, are you still afraid of thunder?"

Drink so much wine.

She is not drunk, so he takes her surname.

Bai Weiwei shook her head and whispered, "I'm dizzy, Xia Hanyang."

Xia Hanyang: "It's good to be dizzy, I'm not afraid of thunder."

Bai Weiwei was stunned, looking at him with a dull face, her eyes widened.

A sudden click.

Tears poured out desperately from her eyes.

She didn't cry out, just quietly, letting the tears flow down.

Like that, pitiful and desperate.

This cry stopped Xia Hanyang's werewolf impulse from crying.

He suddenly turned into a stuttering little dog, "Wei...Weiwei?"

Some people will behave strangely when they are drunk.

But like Bai Weiwei crying so depressed and uncomfortable, she has hardly ever seen it.

Bai Weiwei didn't answer, but trembled all over, bit her lip, and cried without a word.

Another thunder.

Bai Weiwei suddenly jumped into Xia Hanyang's arms, hugged him tightly, and said tremblingly, "I'm afraid, Xia Hanyang."

Xia Hanyang hurriedly hugged her, reached out and stroked her back, his face suddenly sank, his eyes filled with anxiety.

"do not be afraid."

Obviously she is not afraid of thunder.

Why are you suddenly so afraid of thunder?

Bai Weiwei suddenly whispered: "They were struck to death by lightning, it's too scary."

Xia Hanyang was taken aback, "I was struck to death by lightning?"

Bai Weiwei cried silently, her voice trembling so much that she couldn't even make a sentence, "They...wanted to escape, but were struck to death by lightning."

Xia Hanyang was at a loss for a while, not understanding this sentence at all.

Run away and get struck by lightning.

Sounds like some kind of storyline.