Once and for a while, she patted gently as if comforting a child, and murmured in her mouth, "don't cry, don't cry, everything will pass, will pass..."

Her stroking and voice seemed to have some soothing ability, which made his mood seem to calm down gradually. "Will it really pass?" his voice sounded hoarse.

"Yes, no matter what bad things happen, they will pass." Bei Li said. Just like her, she had been calculated by Fei Pengtao and LV Ziyi.

He slowly raised his head. On his beautiful and pale face, there were tears, and in his eyes, there were the same tears. The dark pupils were like black pearls soaked by the clear spring.

Is this the way he cried... Bailey gently raised his hand and wiped the tears on his cheeks. The feeling of pain in his heart seemed to become more obvious.

Why... Does she feel this way when he cries? Curious and strange, even if it's sympathy, she doesn't have to be distressed!

What does she love?

He also raised his hand and grabbed her hand to wipe his tears, "you know, as long as... You can be safe, I am willing to give up everything..."

Yes, as long as she is safe, as long as she is good, he can don't want anything, no matter what he has to sacrifice.

Belle Li only felt that the hand he held was burning. She looked at his eyes and slowly closed. Tears fell from his eyes. His expression and his voice were telling her how important that woman was to him.

Does a proud son like him have such strong feelings? Can you give everything for another person?

It seems that the drunkenness can no longer support his body. His body shakes a few times and doesn't stand stably. Baili quickly held Han Lin and asked him to lie down on the sofa.

Looking at Han Lin lying on the sofa, Bei Li couldn't help sighing gently. Who can think that such a proud son of heaven would cry like that just now.

One of her hands was still firmly held by him, so she could only use the other empty hand to draw a few paper towels on the tea table and gently wipe the tears on his face.

He just lay quietly, as if he were asleep. He looked quiet and beautiful.

Belle looked at Han Lin in this way. After a long time, she suddenly regained her consciousness and wanted to get up and find Zhong Ying. As a result, when she wanted to take out her held hand, she couldn't take it out.

Even though he seemed to be asleep, his five fingers seemed to be grasping the last driftwood and didn't relax.

The more she pulled her wrist, the tighter he subconsciously grasped it.

After trying for a while, Belle finally gave up, took out her mobile phone from her side and dialed Zhong Ying's mobile phone number.

The clock should have come soon.

"He seems to be asleep. Do you know where his bedroom is in the villa? Help him go to the bedroom to have a rest." Bailey said.

"OK, of course, no problem." Zhong Ying said, and went forward to help his big boss. Only when he saw belleli and Han Lin shaking hands, he was stunned, looked at belleli and asked silently.