Chapter 1835: The high cold learning **** of the bully school **** (50)

Chapter 1835: The High Cold Learning God of the Blaster (50)

Bai Weiwei quietly closed her eyes, slowly, her breathing calmed down.

It seems to be asleep.

Xia Hanyang stayed at her bed for a while, and then she took a look at her head.

He stared at her, not a metamorphosis?

Xia Hanyang cautiously got up, forget it, he went to sleep first, and there are still things to deal with tomorrow.

He just got up and suddenly grabbed the dress on his hip with one hand.

Xia Hanyang stepped forward and slowly turned back.

But I saw Bai Weiwei squinting, bright and black, like a water in the darkness, it looked very clean.

She seems to be hesitant, her brows are frowning, her lips are lingering.

Finally, her voice was a little weak and said: "Can you stay?"

Xia Hanyang’s brain is the same as being struck by lightning, staying behind?

A look at the various waste ideas of the brain.

A girl said this to a man. Isn't this an invitation?

However, it does not wait for the formation of waste in Xia Hanyang's mind.

Bai Weiwei has said softly: "You are sitting on my bed, you are, I am not afraid of nightmares."

Xia Hanyang did not know if it was disappointing, or fortunately, Bai Weiwei did not mean that.

But he turned to think, she had a nightmare to accompany her.

This is a kind of trust.

Xia Hanyang immediately sat down on the chair next to the bed, and it was serious.

"Well, you sleep, I guard you."

Bai Weiwei: 20% of such lines, is it really ok?

She couldn't help but smile.

Xia Hanyang saw her mouth squatting down and finally bent.

She smiled very well, like the night's scented flowers, let her pale face more amazing brilliance.

Xia Hanyang stopped for a while.

Then he heard his heartbeat and slammed his chest.

He breathed breathlessly, and after a while he said: "Sleep, no nightmare."

Bai Weiwei slowly closed her eyes.

This night slowly passed.

From late night to early morning, the sun enters the window sill.

It seems that walking from the dark into the light is a good hope.

Xia Hanyang thought that he would not be able to hold it. After all, he didn't sleep all night, and he was sitting in a chair.

Not a physical problem.

His body is very strong, sitting at the top of the night is a bit too much, and the rest is not a burden.

It is his character problem.

He is the kind of person who can't sit still.

This is why he is upset when he goes to school.

He sat quietly for a while and couldn't help but chase something newer.

But sitting at the bed of Bai Weiwei last night.

Staring at her face for a night, he didn’t even have the idea of ​​picking up his phone at once.

Instead, he counted her shattered breathing and felt that even the night was colorful.

Her eyebrows, nose, and lips, when she breathed, the quilt shook slightly.

And her white skin, occasionally the fingers sticking out of the quilt.

It is like the most exciting and freshest painting.

Drive away all his meditation irritability.

He stared at her for a night, and his spirit was so full.

And the degree of her love seems to have also sublimated.

Bai Weiwei's eyelids were disturbed by the sun, and she opened her eyes.

When I saw Xia Hanyang sitting next to it, I almost didn't think much. She smiled and said, "Early."

Xia Hanyang had a glimpse, and even the point of back was not seen.

He responded immediately, "Early."

[Hey, the male master is good forty-five. 】

Bai Weiwei heard the good sensation sound, and the chaotic brain reacted back. This is in the Raiders plane.

(End of this chapter)