Zhan Ye's little Jiaojiao has hung up

Dreaming back at midnight, Bai Yangyang often regretted why he didn't go abroad with him.

If they left together, even if he forgot about her, she would still be by his side and never leave.

Instead of like now, he hated her, hating her unabashedly.

When Zhan Beixiao lowered his head, he could see the reddish circles under her eyes, "It's getting late, it's time to rest."

He still refused to respond positively to her liking.

"I know you blame me, and I know you don't like me now, but wait for me, okay, I'll really be nice to you—"

She choked with sobs, and the tears fell urgently and fiercely: "Zhan Beixiao, I will really treat you well, don't ignore me, don't always avoid me, I don't need anything."

She has hardly shed tears in the past three years.

But facing Zhan Beixiao, she was always cowardly and shed tears.

"do not Cry."

The man stood in front of her, a trace of pain flashed quickly in his eyes, but he quickly returned to normal.

He stretched out his hand and gently touched Bai Yangyang's face, hot tears fell on his fingertips, and a sudden pain passed through his limbs and bones, reaching his heart.

In an instant, a numb pain surfaced.

With tears on his face, Bai Yangyang stared straight at Zhan Beixiao.

The man picked her up, and Bai Yangyang hugged his neck subconsciously, crying muffledly.

Tears fell on his shoulders through the thin fabric, Zhan Beixiao put her on the bed, and turned on the light with a snap.

The room was cold, and there was a desolate breath in the air.

Zhan Beixiao reached out and undid two buttons, his eyes burning with burning desire.

Bai Yangyang was no stranger to such gazes, and subconsciously wanted to back away.

She knows how much he can trouble people.

After holding it back for three years... Bai Yangyang felt his legs go weak just thinking about it.

Zhan Beixiao squinted his eyes, took in her small movements, and chuckled: "It's not that you like me, you can do anything, why hide?"

These words fell into Bai Yangyang's ears, making her very uncomfortable.

He shouldn't be talking like this, he should be noble and arrogant, not like a playful libertine who has gone through thousands of sails!
"I like you, and I am willing to do anything, but if you promise me, you have to be responsible for what you do."

Zhan Beixiao choked for a moment, "Go to rest early."

Bai Yangyang gritted her teeth, grabbed his hand, her eyes were moist: "If you want to do it, I...I promise you."

The next few words are barely audible.

Bai Yangyang's eyes dodged, he didn't dare to look into Zhan Beixiao's eyes at all, his whole body was burning hot.

Zhan Beixiao looked at her condescendingly, his Adam's apple rolled slightly.

In the past three years, she has become more and more attractive, especially her fair skin, which is even more coveted.

He moved closer, his eyes were deep and dark, making Bai Yangyang breathless.

The breath is entangled, and she can even feel the explosion factor in the air, burning a little bit, and the temperature soars.

Bai Yangyang's heart beat faster, and she subconsciously wanted to kiss him.

But he dodged it: "Bitter trick, beauty trick, what's next, huh?"

Bai Yangyang's face was flushed red, and she was trembling with anger: "I didn't, I just wanted to kiss you——"

What kind of plan, she just couldn't help herself.

Played by him, Bai Yangyang frowned, and pushed Zhan Beixiao away: "Since you don't want to keep me, then I'll go."

Zhan Beixiao grabbed her waist and held her in his arms.

Concerned about the injury on her waist, he didn't use any force. He pressed the back of her head with his big hand, and the hot breath came to his face:

"I want to go now, it's too late!"

The warm kiss fell, and his breath was hot and aggressive, almost swallowing her completely.

Bai Yangyang grabbed the hem of his shirt, his hands trembling slightly.

Tears fell uncontrollably, and muffled cries rang through my ears.

Zhan Beixiao frowned, stepped back a little, and sighed: "Why are you crying, don't you want to kiss?"

She can cry if her wish is granted?
Bai Yangyang opened his wet eyes, his eyelashes trembling slightly, "It hurts."

"Where does it hurt?"

He thought he had touched the wound, and subconsciously let go.

Bai Yangyang hugged him, took her hand and said to his chest: "My heart hurts."

It hurts her to think about him.

Zhan Beixiao's Adam's apple rolled slightly, and a dark light flashed in front of his eyes: "Can you slow down the pain?"

The arrow is on the string, now it hurts?
fatal!

Bai Yangyang's face changed slightly, "You—"

"No, then you rest?"

Zhan Beixiao stretched out his hand to help her tidy up her clothes, resisting the urge to devour her.

She still has injuries on her waist, so she really can't Meng Lang.

Bai Yangyang shrank subconsciously, "Then can you sleep with me?"

His attitude seems to have softened a lot.

Even willing to kiss her.

Bai Yangyang licked his lips, staring at him eagerly, waiting for an answer.

Zhan Beixiao relaxed a little: "I still have a video conference at night, I'm not sure when it will end..."

The implication is that it cannot.

Bai Yangyang was disappointed for a moment, and nodded sensibly: "Okay."

"I'll try to end it as soon as possible."

Zhan Beixiao raised his hand and looked at the time on his watch: "If you haven't slept yet, I'll accompany you."

It's ten o'clock now, three hours should be enough to end the meeting.

Bai Yangyang's eyes lit up, and he kissed him on the face: "Then do we make up?"

Zhan Beixiao was short of breath, and put his big hand on her shoulder, "If you want to talk, we can have a good talk."

Bai Yangyang subconsciously felt that something was wrong, but she couldn't say no to it.

Zhan Beixiao let her go and tucked her into the quilt. The wound on the back of her waist was stuck to the soft quilt without any pain.

"I do know what happened to us three years ago, but I only have memories of these things..."

He paused, "In other words, I don't have as strong feelings for you as I did three years ago. If you can accept it, we can try to fall in love."

There was a buzzing sound in Bai Yangyang's ears, and his nose couldn't be restrained.

She sniffed hard, "Then you...kissed me just now..."

"You are to my taste, and I don't deny that I have a crush on you."

When Zhan Beixiao faced her eyes, it was as if a stone was pressed against his chest, and something kept surging, trying to break through that barrier, and gushed out.

He tried to avoid Bai Yangyang, but she seemed to have a magical power that made him unavoidable.

Since you can't avoid it, try it.

He thought so in his heart.

Bai Yangyang clutched the quilt, and there was a layer of mist in front of his eyes.

She knew better than anyone else that even if he remembered what happened three years ago, the repeated treatments made him come out of that state of deep love.

He has become indifferent and restrained now, and he is a little more depressed than three years ago.

She felt both happy and sad.

Fortunately, three years later, Zhan Beixiao had a crush on her.

He liked her almost instinctively, even if she was just showing weakness and just trying to get closer, he would be tempted.

But it's even more sad. The Zhan Beixiao who only loved her and wanted to marry her three years ago was killed by her own hands!

It was she who promised to erase his memory.

It was she who broke the connection between them, even if she hadn't acted on her own initiative, the car accident would not have happened, and things would not have deviated from the original track...

The sudden thought almost drove Bai Yangyang crazy. It was obviously the same face, but she felt her heart was cut open by a knife, and there was dense pain.

She trembled all over, but couldn't speak a word.

Looking at her tears, Zhan Beixiao felt as if his heart had been pinched, sore and sore.

He stretched out his hand and wiped away his tears with his warm fingertips, his eyes were full of distress: "Why are you crying, don't you want to?"