Chapter 2595： Uncle's autistic girl (1)

Chapter 2595 Uncle's Autistic Girl (1)

In the real world, Bai Weiwei stayed for almost a month.

I have already brushed up my health.

She felt that she had enough rest and said to the system: "Okay, let's go."

The system nodded.

Bai Weiwei turned to look at Ye Yuxuan, she shook her sweater, very simple style, black.

The sweater is very good.

Also very tasteful.

Ye Yuxuan's figure is very beautiful to wear.

Bai Weiwei enjoyed it for a while before she sat on the sofa and was watching a bunch of esoteric original books. Ye Yuxuan said, "Give you."

The gifts are all sent in a circle.

His gift is not bought, but she personally woven it.

In the years of the plane life, the only learned skills are familiar and professional.

Ye Yuxuan is lowering his head and studying some esoteric problems. The serious scorpion trembles and slowly raises his eyes.

I saw that Bai Weiwei was half lying on the sofa with a sweater in her hand.

She is asleep.

No, she is gone.

Just after Bai Weiwei finished, the system took her away.

Ye Yuxuan got up, pulled the blanket and wrapped her tightly, and easily took her to the room.

Set her up.

He came back to get the sweater.

Ye Yuxuan looked at the sweater for a long time, only to find this style, similar to the style she woven in her dreams.

It is just the same color.

Ye Yuxuan looked at the sweater and couldn't help but smile.

The gentleness of the spread.

This is really his favorite and the most beautiful gift.

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Bai Weiwei just woke up and heard the sound of falling things.

"Yu Shaoyun, you can't do this to me, I have paid for everything for you."

The sharp voice of the woman is unusually scratching.

Bai Weiwei frowned immediately, she was a little bit breathing, and it seemed to be very depressed and very dark.

She found herself sitting in the closet?

The closet was tightly closed, leaving a gap, she looked at it.

Can't see anything.

Only a woman wandered on the ground and kept crying.

"I love you, I really love you too much, my father is going to kill you, but I am not trying to persuade him to give up his thoughts. How can you turn your face and not recognize people?"

Bai Weiwei’s brain is a little uncomfortable, and it seems that the back of the head is very painful.

There is no memory transfer yet.

Is it a headache?

The woman wandered forward and reached for a man's black suit pants.

Handmade leather shoes, clean and not stained with a trace of dust.

Under the trousers, it is a looming white sock.

I can't see anything, I saw one foot first.

She just had to stretch her head and see what the scene was outside.

I heard a voice that was indifferent and sounded softly.

"I am very grateful to you, Father."

He is as light as a cloud, speaks elegantly, and his low voice contains a few sandy feelings, which is very pleasant.

"But you have no use of value, and you should leave."

After that, the woman suddenly panicked and said: "No, you can't do this to me, no."

Bai Weiwei only heard the broken glass sound.

Then there was a scream.

The man’s voice is still light and elegant. “Depression is too serious and he committed suicide.”

The room seems to have the rest, respectfully and should be.

"Yes, it is suicide."

Bai Weiwei: "..."

Does she coincide with what is scary and **** to see the scene.

Although still a look of arrogance.

But Bai Weiwei calmly hides herself, and she doesn't dare to breathe too much.

Outside the closet, those people started to leave.

The man also slowly got up, but he did not go out, but step by step, coming to her side.

The title will not be named, just take it.

The name of the man, Yu Shaoyun, is still from the famous building: only the pastry is taken, thank you for loving you.

Good night, the last one.

(End of this chapter)