Chapter 1923： The high cold learning **** of bully learning **** (142)

Chapter 1923, The High Cold Learning God of the Blaster (142)

Suddenly he forgave her indifference.

She is not really indifferent, she is afraid of death as long as he is forced to go up.

Although it is hard to hold out, I want to reveal small claws to scratch him.

Can still be weak.

He is too lazy to hide his feelings, he is evil, she likes him.

Six years to find her to find nerves.

It was hard to find, he didn't want to toss, he wanted to be with her.

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

He did not go up to catch her, but cautiously lured.

This room has a copper wall and she can't hide where it is.

If he wants to do whatever he wants, she has no place to run.

However, Xia Hanyang knew clearly that he could not do such a thing.

It is not that he is morally high, but that he has not forgotten how her stepfather treated her.

He did not want to be in her heart, with the animal a class.

Bai Weiwei stood behind the curtains, his fingers whitened with curtains, and seemed to think that he was in danger.

Her face is under the lamp, there is a pure and clear, eyes like a water.

Xia Hanyang's fingers stiffened, peeling off her external arrogance, revealing her fragile inner.

Only then did she know that she was so vulnerable.

Like the little girl in poverty, she has been pitifully huddled in her heart.

And he forced her to show such a poor side.

Xia Hanyang also felt that his heart was broken.

He sighed and couldn't help but crush her, and she couldn't give up on her.

In her case, he is not a man, a girl.

He stepped back a few steps and tried to suppress the evil inside. He said hard: "It's not early, you can sleep."

He sleeps in the room.

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

Resist the idea that it can hardly be pressed.

Xia Hanyang’s footsteps went very heavy, but he wanted to go back and hold her and hug her.

This thought is rolling, and I don't know when I can't hold it. It really becomes the kind of low force in the mouth of the old man.

Xia Hanyang's tall and straight posture, the unspeakable bleak, is slower when he walks to the door.

He is so pitiful.

She didn't know that she couldn't get on the hook.

I won’t be pregnant if I hold it.

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

He waited stiffly, listening to his sincere request, is not to give him the comfort of love.

The result waited for a few seconds, and this position was deadlocked.

After Xia Hanyang knew that he would turn back, he saw Bai Weiwei walking to the bed and reaching out to shake the quilt as if to prepare to sleep.

She saw him look at it, and the action was stiff. "You... are you going to sleep?"

Xia Hanyang: "..."

She is pitiful to pity him.

Sure enough, I can leave the woman for six years and feel so guilty.

Xia Hanyang squatted and his eyes turned red. He suddenly turned and turned back.

"Sleeping? I am now like a werewolf. I have to eat people with hair, hehe."

He plunged Bai Weiwei into the captivity.

Bai Weiwei was rushed by this.

When she struggles, she has been rolled up by Xia Hanyang with a sheet.

Then, like a mummy, he was held in his arms and could not move.

Bai Weiwei showed her head and couldn't bear to roar: "Xia Hanyang, let me go down."

Xia Hanyang hugged her with the mummies, and she pulled the pillow and gave her a pillow.

There is a pillow on the bed.

She is not giving him a chance.

Xia Hanyang did not care, squeezing the same pillow with Bai Weiwei.

His face pressed into her hair, Bai Weiwei took a breath and hurt.

Xia Hanyang quickly raised her face, then reached out and gently grabbed her hair. Her hair was long and silky.

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

Bai Weiwei squinted and watched him.

"Re-action, I am not guaranteed to be safe."

Bai Weiwei immediately did not dare to move.

Xia Hanyang is also tired, he was tossed to death in the past few days, her brain is her.

One more Bai Weiwei, he is ten times more busy than usual.

He is worried about all kinds of women's gadgets, clothes, food, and furnishings.

This kind of worry is very peace of mind.

Xia Hanyang avoided the uncomfortable place where she breathed, rubbed his hand and slowly closed his eyes.

After a long time, Bai Weiwei thought he was asleep and his body just relaxed.

He suddenly said softly: "I miss you, Wei Wei."

Bai Weiwei was silent for a long time, did not say anything, but the body did not resist his approach.

The night is silent, and since the two people met, it was finally gentle and quiet to get along with one night.

The last one is even more.

This story is coming to an end and I want to talk about the process.

Xia Hanyang, the male lord, was initially set to be very sultry and strong, and even a bit of a destructive personality.

At the beginning of the encounter between men and women, the degree of goodwill rose very quickly, because many settings were not written, and they were written to be shielded.

The character of the man is also a lot worse. After the cruise ship is down, Wei Wei will also be bullied by Xia Hanyang’s campus. (Men’s death is also the inertia of my writing), and then I will resolve the Raiders. The big army attacked, and the shield monster that was terrible than the system's barrage pushed me down.

The wolf turns into a dog, and the black becomes flat and sweet.

The author is really trying my best, sweet all the way is not my specialty.

In the middle of the six years of separation, I have thought about it. The man is not blackened. No.... (I refer to my previous imprisonment, oh, no reference to shield haha), I am not satisfied.

However, the imprisonment is imprisoned. The blackening is really not black. It should be written according to my original rhythm. It is a pot of old dog blood, but it will definitely be shielded.

So this time the imprisonment was dull, so there was no twists and turns.

The male leader is black and black, so there is no ambition, so the sac is the first.

In special times, I don’t dare to write or dare to touch it.

I am used to the rhythm of my rhythm. Forgive me for this story. This story really makes me feel good.

I don't know if it's good or not, too many settings and the storyline are forcibly overturned, and finally it becomes like this.

That sleeps good night.

(End of this chapter)