Trying to ignore the deadly softness of his delicate body, Li Beichen got up. His eyes were cold as ice. He frowned and untied his tie, slowly untied the button, and asked coldly, "what are you doing here?"

"Do you think I'd like to stay here?" Without the weight on his body, Yuxuan could finally sit up. He felt like he had experienced a catastrophe. His face was green and white. He complained unhappily: "if you hadn't forbidden me here, I would have left."

In the dark, Li Beichen's body was stiff.

damn!

Shouldn't he go back to the capital of Huadu?

How come to this place!

"Li Beichen, when on earth will you let me go?" The dim light of the bedside lamp poured down and fell on her ruddy face, which seemed to blow a layer of ripples. The slightly messy hair is scattered on the smooth and white shoulders. Down, it is the soul absorbing clavicle.

Yuxuan stretched out his hand, pulled up his nightgown, and continued to scold the man in front of him: "it's torture to be held here for more than ten hours. Do you know the feeling of loneliness and boredom? "

Does he know?

Hum, which night did he not spend in foreign countries for more than 20 years?

What does this woman know?

He should have been angry at such a confrontation, but he didn't.

Li Beichen threw his tie aside, slowly untied the buttons on his shirt and asked coldly, "why, are you afraid of being alone?"

"Most people don't want to be alone." With that, Yuxuan felt that the scalded skin was itchy, probably because some places festered and scabbed. Subconsciously stretched out his hand and gently scratched his arm. The white and smooth skin of his arm immediately burned a scratch.

"Shi Yuxuan, how long haven't you cut your claws?" The momentum walked forward coldly, and her strong arm imprisoned her wrist. Her eyes were cold for a moment, "do you really want to leave scars on your skin?"

Li Beichen didn't mention it. Fortunately, when he mentioned it, Yuxuan finally wasted more than ten hours, and his anger jumped up again.

"Here, and here, are the scars you left yourself. It won't be good!" She stared at him angrily, and the look of hatred made Li Beichen impatient for no reason.

How could this woman stare at him with an expression full of disgust?

"Come here."

"What are you doing!" She almost shouted in a hoarse voice, her eyes glittering with crystal tears, but stubbornly refused to let the tears fall.

Shi Yuxuan won't cry. She shouldn't cry.

In the past, when I was in an orphanage, because I was poor and had many children, I often didn't have to eat or starve. Dressed in ragged clothes, she would always squat at the door of others' houses, waiting to pick up some vegetable leaves they didn't want to eat.

Sometimes, she will "bad" beg to heaven. There are more insects in the vegetable field. It's best to bite all the cabbage, so that they won't want it and throw it out. She can pick up more and give it to other children in the orphanage.

But such a stubborn girl is often chased and beaten by those children with parents outside. If they can't catch up with her, they pick stones and throw them at her.

Even then, she didn't shed a tear.

However, in the face of such a man, tears seem uncontrollable.

Why?

Is it because he is the man she wants to marry and will be her dependence in the future?

Don't be silly. Even if you marry him, what can you do?

Li Beichen will not protect her, absolutely not.

In his heart, there was only the woman named giovinci.