Chapter 173
It wasn't until the crying outside faded away and then stopped that the moving door of the bathroom was opened.
Xiao Han came out with a white bath towel. He hung his eyes and picked up the woman who was sitting on the ground with a smile. "I'm so sad that I haven't even made you cry yet?"
The hot and humid water vapor brushed Ling Xiaoan's face, mingled with her tears, and fitted his warm chest. She actually felt a warmth.
She was put on the bed
Every minute, time passes very slowly, as if there is a reincarnation so long.
When the passion gradually returned to calm, Ling Xiaoan lay there, the numb heart in his body seemed to have lost its beat, like a pool of rotten stagnant water.
And the devil like man, with his bathrobe open and folded, is sitting lazily on the sofa not far away, with a cigarette in his mouth, and his eyes are full of joy.
For a moment, Xiao Han put out the cigarette end, stood up from the sofa and walked slowly to the bedside.
Looking at the devil approaching him step by step, looking at the beautiful and evil face, Ling xiao'an's empty pupils contracted slightly.
But in front of me, it seems to have an illusion.
The devil, the horrible and bloodthirsty devil, seems not to be the devil
Some places, it seems, are different.
When he leaned down, when he put the hard chin on her delicate neck, her dry voice pulled out a soft voice: "just now, why didn't you dare to look at my eyes?"
He avoided her eyes, not only just now, but also before.
When she asked, the temperature behind her neck suddenly disappeared.
"Xiao Han... You just..."
"Read her name again."
"Xiaoyuan..."
"But I, I'm not. I'm not Xiaoyuan..."
Ling xiao'an turned over and faced the man without covering his face. His eyes were dim and he spoke intermittently.
So sad eyes, so desperate voice, so helpless appearance.
At the beginning, Xiao Han often stares at her eyes, as if he would like to gouge them out, then hold them in his hands and look at them carefully!
But gradually, but more and more
He never looked into her eyes again.
Xiao Han stood there, his face was cold, and the dense air in his eyes completely disappeared.
After a long silence, he said in a voice, "woman, do you like me?"
I like it!
Yes, he
Well, I'm afraid!
Ling xiao'an shivered and sweated. How could she like him? He is Xiao Han, he is the devil, how can she like a man who destroyed her?
But why!
Why her heart, which she thought had been numb and unconscious for a long time, seemed to have something different.
The wave, she did not know what it felt like, she did not know how to describe it, sometimes shallow, sometimes strong, like a sharp weapon, sometimes poked around her heart, not fatal, but still spread blood, also let her taste the taste of blood.
Xiaoyuan
That name, just now he whispered that name, full of her eardrum, her heart, inexplicable pain is very severe.
She wanted to ask him, who is that woman? And all he did to her was because of that woman, right!
Xiao Han moved his lips, and there was no light in his eyes: "woman, you should be more comfortable. You'd better not think about things you shouldn't think about."
When her head is dizzy, when she can't feel her heart clearly, his cruel words are poured on her heart.
Water everything
"Five million, you're worth it, but you remember, you're only worth it." No matter how many things, she should not be delusional, he will never give her.
A few years ago, when Xiaoyuan left him, he seemed to be clean with his soul.
When he couldn't find Xiaoyuan and didn't hear from him, he paralyzed himself with alcohol. He lived in a muddle. He didn't want to give advice to anyone. That period was the darkest and lowest in his life.
Later, gradually, the pain Xiaoyuan left him was deeply buried in his heart, and those memories were also engraved in his mind for a long time.
He found the rebellious and domineering Xiao Er ye again, but what he found was only an empty shell.
He is living a life of intoxication. He keeps asking his subordinates to find women for him. He keeps trying all kinds of women... And those women have faces similar to Su Yuan's.
But similar, and how similar?
No woman can replace Xiaoyuan, and no woman can make him sleep.
Lu Zhanshen scoffs that he can't. Lu Zhanshen says that what he needs is a psychologist, not a doctor. He just misses his little yuan too much, and he just loves his little yuan too much... How can he forget the woman he has loved for so many years?
Until she
Until he saw Ling Xiaoan as like as two peas, his eyes were slightly sad and light, but they were very clear and bright.
Put away his thoughts, Xiao Han put on the clothes scattered on the ground one by one.
When he left, he suddenly turned back and left a check beside the bed.
"One hundred thousand... Give me money for what? Five million. Didn't you just say, "I'm only worth five million?" At a glance, Ling Xiaoan moved his cracked lip.
"After sleeping so many times, the blood also flows through a lot, which is regarded as extra compensation." Xiao Han's eyes were completely cold.
He remembers that she said before that her brother was in the third year of senior high school, and that her brother needed to attend an after-school cram school and needed cash to pay for the tuition. She begged him.
It's just a thousand yuan. I had planned to give it to her before, but it didn't take long for her to run away, which was delayed.
Just now, when he happened to hear her calling her brother, he thought of it.
In fact, he couldn't figure out what to do with her younger brother and sister when she had already lived like this? When a woman lives like her, should she be said to be great and selfless? Or is it stupid?
Ling Xiaoan closed his eyes and pinched the check.
Why, at the moment her heart, pain as if to suffocate the same.
……
Sandalwood garden.
As if after a catastrophe, Joe lay in bed late that moment, all weak, tears quietly wet the corners of his eyes.
It turns out that in xiao'an's heart, it is such an idea. It turns out that xiao'an has so many grievances against her. For a long time, it turns out that she has never understood xiao'an.
Now that things have become like this, what should we do?
Xiao Han came out with a white bath towel. He hung his eyes and picked up the woman who was sitting on the ground with a smile. "I'm so sad that I haven't even made you cry yet?"
The hot and humid water vapor brushed Ling Xiaoan's face, mingled with her tears, and fitted his warm chest. She actually felt a warmth.
She was put on the bed
Every minute, time passes very slowly, as if there is a reincarnation so long.
When the passion gradually returned to calm, Ling Xiaoan lay there, the numb heart in his body seemed to have lost its beat, like a pool of rotten stagnant water.
And the devil like man, with his bathrobe open and folded, is sitting lazily on the sofa not far away, with a cigarette in his mouth, and his eyes are full of joy.
For a moment, Xiao Han put out the cigarette end, stood up from the sofa and walked slowly to the bedside.
Looking at the devil approaching him step by step, looking at the beautiful and evil face, Ling xiao'an's empty pupils contracted slightly.
But in front of me, it seems to have an illusion.
The devil, the horrible and bloodthirsty devil, seems not to be the devil
Some places, it seems, are different.
When he leaned down, when he put the hard chin on her delicate neck, her dry voice pulled out a soft voice: "just now, why didn't you dare to look at my eyes?"
He avoided her eyes, not only just now, but also before.
When she asked, the temperature behind her neck suddenly disappeared.
"Xiao Han... You just..."
"Read her name again."
"Xiaoyuan..."
"But I, I'm not. I'm not Xiaoyuan..."
Ling xiao'an turned over and faced the man without covering his face. His eyes were dim and he spoke intermittently.
So sad eyes, so desperate voice, so helpless appearance.
At the beginning, Xiao Han often stares at her eyes, as if he would like to gouge them out, then hold them in his hands and look at them carefully!
But gradually, but more and more
He never looked into her eyes again.
Xiao Han stood there, his face was cold, and the dense air in his eyes completely disappeared.
After a long silence, he said in a voice, "woman, do you like me?"
I like it!
Yes, he
Well, I'm afraid!
Ling xiao'an shivered and sweated. How could she like him? He is Xiao Han, he is the devil, how can she like a man who destroyed her?
But why!
Why her heart, which she thought had been numb and unconscious for a long time, seemed to have something different.
The wave, she did not know what it felt like, she did not know how to describe it, sometimes shallow, sometimes strong, like a sharp weapon, sometimes poked around her heart, not fatal, but still spread blood, also let her taste the taste of blood.
Xiaoyuan
That name, just now he whispered that name, full of her eardrum, her heart, inexplicable pain is very severe.
She wanted to ask him, who is that woman? And all he did to her was because of that woman, right!
Xiao Han moved his lips, and there was no light in his eyes: "woman, you should be more comfortable. You'd better not think about things you shouldn't think about."
When her head is dizzy, when she can't feel her heart clearly, his cruel words are poured on her heart.
Water everything
"Five million, you're worth it, but you remember, you're only worth it." No matter how many things, she should not be delusional, he will never give her.
A few years ago, when Xiaoyuan left him, he seemed to be clean with his soul.
When he couldn't find Xiaoyuan and didn't hear from him, he paralyzed himself with alcohol. He lived in a muddle. He didn't want to give advice to anyone. That period was the darkest and lowest in his life.
Later, gradually, the pain Xiaoyuan left him was deeply buried in his heart, and those memories were also engraved in his mind for a long time.
He found the rebellious and domineering Xiao Er ye again, but what he found was only an empty shell.
He is living a life of intoxication. He keeps asking his subordinates to find women for him. He keeps trying all kinds of women... And those women have faces similar to Su Yuan's.
But similar, and how similar?
No woman can replace Xiaoyuan, and no woman can make him sleep.
Lu Zhanshen scoffs that he can't. Lu Zhanshen says that what he needs is a psychologist, not a doctor. He just misses his little yuan too much, and he just loves his little yuan too much... How can he forget the woman he has loved for so many years?
Until she
Until he saw Ling Xiaoan as like as two peas, his eyes were slightly sad and light, but they were very clear and bright.
Put away his thoughts, Xiao Han put on the clothes scattered on the ground one by one.
When he left, he suddenly turned back and left a check beside the bed.
"One hundred thousand... Give me money for what? Five million. Didn't you just say, "I'm only worth five million?" At a glance, Ling Xiaoan moved his cracked lip.
"After sleeping so many times, the blood also flows through a lot, which is regarded as extra compensation." Xiao Han's eyes were completely cold.
He remembers that she said before that her brother was in the third year of senior high school, and that her brother needed to attend an after-school cram school and needed cash to pay for the tuition. She begged him.
It's just a thousand yuan. I had planned to give it to her before, but it didn't take long for her to run away, which was delayed.
Just now, when he happened to hear her calling her brother, he thought of it.
In fact, he couldn't figure out what to do with her younger brother and sister when she had already lived like this? When a woman lives like her, should she be said to be great and selfless? Or is it stupid?
Ling Xiaoan closed his eyes and pinched the check.
Why, at the moment her heart, pain as if to suffocate the same.
……
Sandalwood garden.
As if after a catastrophe, Joe lay in bed late that moment, all weak, tears quietly wet the corners of his eyes.
It turns out that in xiao'an's heart, it is such an idea. It turns out that xiao'an has so many grievances against her. For a long time, it turns out that she has never understood xiao'an.
Now that things have become like this, what should we do?