President Gao Leng's little wife

Han Tianyi looked at Xia Yuluo with gentler eyes.

The more she felt that he was just remembering Han Weiyi through himself.

Thinking of this, all of Han Tianyi's gentle movements became unacceptable.

Xia Yuluo was still struggling, and pushed Han Tianyi's arm away forcefully:

"It's just a substitute, you don't have to care so much."

When these words came out, it was not Han Tianyi who stimulated her, but herself.

He opened his wound bloody, and exposed himself to the air bit by bit in embarrassment.

She turned around and refused to look at Han Tianyi again.

I dare not look at the tenderness that does not belong to her at all.

That's what she stole.

She stole something that should have belonged to Han Weiyi.

"Stop messing around, dear."

Han Tianyi didn't know what Xia Yuluo was thinking, and thought she was just making trouble with duplicity.

He reached out to embrace Xia Yuluo.

Xia Yuluo suddenly sat up from the bed.

She crossed her legs and stared at Han Tianyi:
"I'm not fussing, and I don't want to sleep."

She looked at Han Tianyi with straight eyes:
"Han Tianyi, you can see clearly, I'm not Han Weiyi."

"I am Xia Yuluo."

A mouthful of silver teeth bit her bloodless lips tightly.

Eyes are red, like those forgotten dolls in the cupboard.

Only the flapping of her nostrils made people feel that her heart, riddled with holes, was still beating painfully in her chest.

Han Tianyi also got up.

He didn't speak.

He just wanted to put the quilt behind Xia Yuluo, but Xia Yuluo swung it down.

Han Tianyi picked it up again.

This time, she didn't let Xia Yuluo wave away, but completely wrapped her up.

Even the quilt and the person were hugged into his arms, and hugged tightly.

"What are you thinking about?"

Han Tianyi stuck behind Xia Yuluo.

Xia Yuluo was wrapped like a zongzi, and could only struggle feebly in the quilt.

"Don't you like it?"

He was joking, to tease Xia Yuluo, leaned on her neck, and kissed the back of her neck.

"I haven't liked it, just like you haven't liked me."

The cold tone gave Han Tianyi a momentary illusion.

He felt that what he was holding was not Xia Yuluo, but a cold body.

He turned Xia Yuluo's body around, unbelievable:

"What did you say?"

Xia Yuluo stared at him:
"I said, I never liked you, just like you never liked me."

"To you, I'm just a substitute for Han Weiyi, so you don't have to be so gentle with me."

She can't take it.

When those words came out, at that moment I heard something fall from a height.

It fell into her heart, shattered into pieces, and her heart was full of shards of glass.

She was stabbed with cuts and bruises all over her body, bleeding continuously.

It was as if someone had firmly grasped her heart, piercing those fragments hard again.

Does it hurt?

pain.

Xia Yuluo's tears of pain poured out uncontrollably.

But she tried her best to raise her head, trying to pour back the tears that were swirling in her eyes.

The world was blurred before her eyes, and the only thing that was clear was Han Tianyi's face.

"No, I don't like you."

She gritted her teeth and repeated those hurtful words.

Han Tianyi looked at her with red eyes, but still insisted on denying it.

This scene hurt his heart.

Such Xia Yuluo made his heart ache.

He obviously wanted to protect her, but at this moment it was him who made her feel uncomfortable.