Chapter 2617 Uncle's Autistic Girl (1)

In the real world, Bai Weiwei stayed for almost a month.

Already brushed enough life value.

She felt that she had enough rest, and said to the system: "Okay, let's go.

The system nodded.

Bai Weiwei turned her head to look at Ye Yuxuan, she shook the sweater in her hand, very simple style, black.

The sweater is well done.

Also very tasteful.

Ye Yuxuan's figure must be very good-looking.

Bai Weiwei admired it for a while, and then said to Ye Yuxuan, who was sitting on the sofa and was reading a pile of profound original books: "It's for you."

Gifts are all around.

His gift was not bought, but woven by her.

In the few years of plane life, the only skill I have learned is familiarity and professionalism.

Ye Yuxuan was lowering his head, studying some esoteric issues, his serious eyes trembled, and then he slowly raised his eyes.

But she saw Bai Weiwei half lying on the sofa with a sweater in her hand.

She fell asleep.

No, she's gone.

Just as Bai Weiwei finished speaking, the system took her away.

Ye Yuxuan got up, pulled the blanket and wrapped her tightly, and carried her into the room with ease.

Set her up.

He just came back to get the sweater.

Ye Yuxuan looked at the sweater for a long time before realizing that this style was similar to the style she knitted in her dream.

It's just that the colors are different.

Ye Yuxuan looked at the sweater and couldn't help but smile.

Spread tenderness.

This is really his favorite and the most beautiful gift.

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Bai Weiwei had just woken up when she heard the sound of something being thrown.

"Yu Shaoyun, you can't treat me like this, I paid everything for you."

The woman's sharp voice scratched her ears abnormally.

Bai Weiwei frowned immediately, her breathing was a little hard, and it seemed that the surroundings were very depressed and dark.

Did she find herself squatting in the closet?

The wardrobe was tightly closed, leaving a gap, she looked over.

Can't see anything.

There was only one woman lying on the ground in embarrassment, crying constantly.

"I love you, I really love you so much, the old man is going to kill you, and it's not because I tried my best to persuade him to give up his idea, how can you turn your face and deny you."

Bai Weiwei's brain was a little uncomfortable, and it seemed that the back of her head hurt.

There is no memory transfer yet.

Start getting a headache?

The woman crawled forward in embarrassment, reaching out to grab a man's black suit trousers.

Handmade leather shoes, so clean that there is no trace of dust.

Under the trousers are looming white socks.

I can't see anything, I see a foot first.

Just when she was about to stretch her head out to see what the scene was outside.

A quiet voice was heard softly.

"I am very grateful to you about the old man."

He is as indifferent as a cloud, and his speech is elegant, and his deep voice contains a few traces of sand, which is very pleasant to the ear.

"But you're useless, and it's time to leave."

After speaking, the woman suddenly panicked and said, "No, you can't do this to me, you can't."

Bai Weiwei only heard the sound of glass breaking.

Then there was a scream.

And the man's voice was still calm and elegant, "Depression is too serious, I committed suicide."

There seemed to be other people in the room, accommodating respectfully.

"Yes, it was suicide."

Bai Weiwei: "..."

Did she happen to come to the scene of some terrible bloody can't see.

Although still confused.

But Bai Weiwei hid herself calmly, and didn't dare to breathe too loudly.

Outside the closet, the people started to leave.

The man also got up slowly, but instead of walking out, he walked towards her step by step.