Ann Xiaowan trembled as if she were crying.
Huo took a deep breath and took a long time to react. He squatted down and grasped Ann Xiaowan's shoulder tightly.
In his dark eyes, a deep wave, holding her shoulder fingers hard, white.
The voice of opening, very light.
"You Did you use it? "
So many bottles Huo Shen can only be optimistic, if she bought every time to use, it will not be so much left. So she should either use it very little or never use it.
If there is any flower pendant in the bag, Huo Shen has no idea at all.
He was just thinking about how many times and how many times Ann Xiaowan used these bottles, and what kind of situation it is now.
The woman, who was held by him, drooped her head and sobbed gently.
She trembled, her eyes a little empty.
Then, after being slow for a long time, he shook his head and said, "I I only used it once, really. "
An Xiaowan bit her lower lip and raised her hand to grab the broken bottle on the ground, but she quickly curled up her fingers.
It can be seen that she is enduring great temptation and is trying to control herself.
Huo Shen on her eyes, grasp her shoulder hand, slightly relaxed.
Just a pair of dark deep eyes, but still looking at her seriously, "this kind of thing, can't be used casually, do you know or not?"
She looked up at Huo Shen and nodded. With a voice of crying, she sounded in front of him, "that time, I really didn't control it, so I opened a bottle But it only took a minute and it went out. "
"Really?"
"Really..."
An Xiaowan stretched out his hand, and his face was in a state of confusion.
She grabbed the cloth in front of Huo Shen's chest, and her face was obviously embarrassed. Tears fell quietly from both sides of her cheek, like two streams.
It's her secret. It's the ugliest part of her life.
So she kept trying to hide it and didn't want him to know. So, she tried her best to protect her bag and didn't want to be seen by him.
But, however, he must see.
An Xiaowan tried his best to stop him.
What a mess.
It's not worth it.
Her last bit of dignity seemed to be scattered all over the ground with the breaking of the bag and could never be retrieved again.
Ann Xiaowan cried, quietly crying.
But like the whole world collapsed, a pair of beautiful eyes, full of empty and confused, like a lost child, completely flustered.
"Are you suffering?" Huo Shen's voice was hoarse. He released his hand holding her shoulder and wanted to hold her.
But she shrunk and moved back a little, not to open her head.
"Little evening Sorry, I misunderstood you. " His voice was dry and even weak, "why don't you tell me."
"Why?"
Ann Xiaowan leaned against the edge of the bed blankly, curled up, buried his head on his knee, and raised his hand to cover his face.
Tears, gurgling from between the fingers.
Her body trembled, but instead she asked, "why, you have to see my bag I just have a little bit of a secret, can't I? "
"Why don't you listen to me?"
"Why do you always go your own way and always don't pay attention to others."
"Why do you misunderstand me..."
Sentence by sentence, with a cry cavity, very hoarse.
Listen to Huo Shen's heart, like a knife twist general pain, chagrin.