Chapter 70

Not only bad character, but also bad gambling.

Seeing her silence, Xia Yuhan thought that she was still worried and quickly comforted: "I will warn people around me that they are not allowed to reveal another word. Yang Xiaorui won't know any more." He can't break up the relationship with Yang Xiaorui, so he can only hide her first, but this kind of furtive feeling makes Yi Youxia feel very uncomfortable. He feels like a groundhog, hiding under the ground and can't see the light.

"Yu Han." She lowered her head, fingers in the bedside unconscious rowing, "paper can't cover the fire, we often meet, will eventually cause Yang Xiaorui and Yang's suspicion and dissatisfaction, if your father knows, he will be unhappy, you still focus on Bella, we come to Japan for a long time."

He frowned with sadness in the corner of his eyes and light sadness on his lips. "If I lose you, what's the point of getting Bella?"

She raised her eyelashes, her eyes shimmered, and a faint smile came to her lips: "I won't run away."

"He'll take you." His breath became heavy, and there was an expression of almost fear on his face.

She was silent. She raised her head thoughtfully. Her eyes passed through the glass window and stopped in the vast clouds of the sky. There seemed to be a shadow wandering around, trying to tell her something. As if escaping, she blinked and turned her eyes back, "I have no contact with him, he is just my Roommate. " Her voice was low and weak. She felt that she should tell Rong Zhenye exactly what she had registered with him after he was drunk. But after struggling for several times, she swallowed it again. It took her a lot of effort to just say these words.

A little starlight flew into Xia Yuhan's eyes, turned into a bright light, let his whole face shine, "really?"

"Well." She nodded, the corners of her mouth bent, squeezed out a faint smile, but there was no temperature in the smile, with a little melancholy and sour, almost sad, "he has a girlfriend, they are childhood friends, very good, very good!" It's too good to accommodate anyone, especially the cumbersome thing she killed in the middle of the way.

Xia Yuhan smile, smile and her reflection, contrast, appear so bright, happy, warm, "you should have told me earlier, you don't know how worried I am, eat not good every day, also sleep not good."

She swallowed her saliva and scattered all the inexplicable and delicate feelings in her heart. She stood up and poured a bowl of big bone soup for him. "Can I have a good meal now?"

"Happy to have soup every day." His gentle voice soothed her heart.

Press the bed up, put the soup into his hand, he drank a mouthful, satisfied and happy sigh: "can marry you as a wife, must be the happiest person in the world, and that person can only be me."

He said tenderly, charming smile as bright as the sun, gently whisked away the haze of her heart.

She didn't lose anything. Her male god, the person she has loved and worshipped for five years, is right beside her. His heart belongs to her, and she has only him in her heart!

After the soup, she peeled an orange.

His arms crossed in front of his chest, a sly smile: "you feed me!"

She slightly a Zheng, the cheek floats two to put on the rosy clouds: "your hand is not injured again!" She muttered shyly.

"The soup was sour just now." He's got a cheeky attitude.

She pouted her little mouth, looked at him in a coquettish way, broke off a piece of orange and sent it to his mouth.

A low cough came from the door, suddenly interrupted the sweet air in the room.

Yi Xia turns his head and touches a pair of sharp eyes. He jumps up like a needle.