Han Jingrong looks at him obstinately and doesn't speak.
A pair of big eyes, eyelashes clear, curly and warped, like Barbie doll delicate.
This will be the eye with water light, there are unspeakable grievances, afraid that there is no man will not be distressed.
However, Li mubai is a different kind of person. When he finishes his good words, he also runs out of patience.
He ignored her and went upstairs.
Han Jingrong stood up and looked at his back and said, "now is it even hard for you to be in a space with me?"
Li Mu white head also did not return, put one hand in the pocket, cold voice way: "yes."
Han Jingrong bit her lip: "then I'll die. Otherwise, as long as I live, I can't control my own legs. I can't control it. I can't control my eyes. I can't stop looking at you. I can't control my heart. I can't let it miss you."
Li mubai's figure has disappeared from the stairs, only coldly dropped a sentence: "whatever you want."
Han Jingrong fell down on the sofa, her eyes full of pain and injury.
He is still that he, turning his face mercilessly, without any hesitation.
She didn't want to be so humble.
I don't want to look so annoying and annoying.
But she really can't control, can't control to love him.
Her heart can no longer hold others, Li mubai, tell me, what should I do?
Han Jingrong covered her chest with one hand and felt almost unable to breathe.
She sat alone on the sofa for a long time, or involuntarily walked upstairs.
His door is closed.
She has been to the Li's many times, but he never allows her into his room.
Even if he's not here.
So even though she was obviously curious and expectant, she only dared to stand in front of his door and look inside again and again, instead of stepping into it.
It's like it's a holy land she can't touch.
But she always believed that she would be able to enter his room one day.
But it seemed that she didn't have the chance.
Han Jingrong stood in front of his door and tapped gently.
Li mubai frowned and didn't answer. He was a little agitated.
He grew up with her and knew she was a good woman.
So he didn't want to hurt her.
If he is a little bit more slag, can be perfunctorily with her for a period of time and then severely dumped.
But he seems to have something called conscience.
But that doesn't mean that he can endure her constant fighting.
He knew that he was not a very affectionate person, so he could not bear such kind of hospitality.
"Li mubai?" Han Jingrong has a choking mouth.
"Go away!" Li mubai is impatient.
He has said all the good and bad things. I really don't know what else to say.
Han Jingrong showed a wry smile and whispered through the door: "I won't bother you again."
There was still no response in the room.
Han Jingrong smiles and turns away.
Between her and him, it seems that there will always be such a door, which is her life can not cross the obstacles.
She just doesn't understand why that woman can.
She didn't seem to love him by herself.
So why can she?
She really hates Good or bad
But the feeling this kind of thing, actually she is most powerless.
With Han Jingrong gone, Li mubai's world is much cleaner.
He stood in front of the window on the second floor, looking at the woman's figure with deep eyes.
After that, find a good man.
I'm not worth it.