167 Man, why don't you understand a woman's heart?
"Bu Xianxian," Heiye quickly caught up with Bu Xianxian who had walked out of the residential area, "stop right here!"
Even though he is obviously at a disadvantage, Dark Night still makes people feel superior.
"Don't tell me to get lost?" Bu Xianxian shrugged gracefully.
Bu Xianxian, stop! It really makes me vomit blood! Now that he has chased him out, can't his tone be better?
"Bu Xianxian!" Heiye was about to lose his patience.
"How?" Bu Xianxian blurted out as he turned around and stared into the night.
"Don't be too arrogant!" He was already exceptional enough for her!
Who is being arrogant now? Bu Xianxian snorted coldly, turned around and left.
"I told you not to leave!" Hei Ye quickly caught up with her and squeezed her wrist tightly with his big hands.
Raising his voice, Bu Xianxian clenched his fists and said, "Let go!" He pursed his thin lips and remained silent in the dark night.
There was a crisp slap on Heiye's face. Heiye looked at Bu Xianxian with red cheeks in disbelief.
His dark eyes were gloomy and scary, and the impatience in his tone reached the extreme: "You are looking for death!"
This woman repeatedly mistook his tolerance for connivance. Enough was enough!
"You...you...you asked for it!" Bu Xianxian looked at his palms blankly, his voice trembling slightly.
The corners of his lips raised coldly, and he sneered: "Yes, you are right, I did ask for it!"
After saying that, he grabbed Fang Xianxian's waist, carried her on his shoulders, and strode back.
"Ah... put me down! Put me down quickly..." Bu Xianxian slapped the dark night hard, and they who were already eye-catching suddenly became even more noticeable.
Looking at the people who were whispering all the way, Bu Xianxian's cheeks couldn't help but heat up. She rested her head on Hei Ye's back in annoyance, while slapping Hei Ye vigorously with both hands.
After entering the apartment, Bai Ye threw Bu Xianxian onto the sofa.
Glittering tears instantly fell down Bu Xianxian's face.
He Ye looked at her and felt uncomfortable in his heart. He knew that her tears were definitely not due to pain. Even if she was angry, he knew how to control it.
"Heiye, you bastard!" The cold and stern expression hurt Bu Xianxian's heart. Half-sitting, she picked up the pillow on the sofa and threw it at Heiye hard.
Why is he always such a tyrant? Why can't he take a closer look at her heart? Does he think it's enough for him to appear just a few times and be gentle just a few times like a luxury? What she wants is the real him! No.
What a show! There's no point in starting over. She saw that even if you start over a hundred times, the result will be the same!
How can a man understand a woman's heart? Heiye looked at Bu Xianxian and pressed his lips together tightly. The heat on his cheeks made him twitch the corners of his mouth.
She is really merciless!
"Don't cry!" Hei Ye's tone was very irritable. He growled lowly and clenched his fists tightly.
Can crying solve the problem? Her tears will only make his heart more confused.
But Bu Xianxian just loved to go against him. The more he said this, the harder Bu Xianxian cried.
She just wanted to cry, just wanted to cry! She didn't believe that he could be so domineering as to order tears.
Looking down at Bu Xianxian's teary eyes, he furrowed his thick eyebrows, took a big step, knelt in front of the sofa in the middle of the night, stretched out his big hand, pulled Bu Xianxian into his arms, lowered his head, and kissed the girl who had been washed away by tears.
Two red lips.
Bu Xianxian was stunned, her lips slightly opened in a daze, not understanding how things developed into this situation.
As if as a punishment, Hei Ye exerted a slight force while the two of them were tossing and turning, and deliberately bit Bu Xianxian's lips a few times.
The slight pain between her lips and the blocked nasal cavity caused by crying made Xianxian tremble. Her chest was so tight that she was almost deprived of oxygen. Tears burst out in an instant, and her face, which was originally flushed, turned slightly purple due to poor breathing.
"Woman, why do you always don't understand my heart?" After a while, Hei Ye let go of his hands, sat on the sofa, scratched his messy hair and slowly said this sentence.
Bu Xianxian's tears rolled down her cheeks. The short-term lack of oxygen made her cough a few times and she felt slightly nauseated.
She swallowed with difficulty, looked at the contradictory night, and said, "Man, why don't you understand a woman's heart?"
Men always say that women don’t understand him and don’t understand him, so has he ever tried to make women understand him? Has he ever tried to understand women?
The expression on Heiye's face was very complicated. He stared blankly at the tearful Bu Xianxian, his big hand slowly stretched out to her heart, and said in a hoarse voice: "Give me a chance to understand!"
Maybe he was really a coward, but there was no doubt that looking at Bu Xianxian's pitiful appearance, even if he had all kinds of anger in his heart, he could only retreat.
Successful men conquer the world, and successful women only need to conquer this successful man! It seems that this rib of a man is born to restrain men, and for men, women are sweet torture.
Bu Xianxian bit her lower lip tightly, looked at the dark night, her lips slightly opened, and could not speak for a long time.
"Bu Xianxian, give me another chance!" He didn't know how far they would go, but he was willing to work hard and try. It was not his habit to run away in the face of battle.
"I like you as you are!" Bu Xianxian said slowly, turning away his face and after hesitating for a long time.
The original him? The night was a little unexpected. He had always thought that she might prefer the type of man during the day.
"I like you who are fiery and domineering, I like you who always look aloof, I like you who dominate the world, I like... in short, I like you as you are!"
Hearing this, Heiye's face fell. She liked her so much, which made him feel that everything he had done recently was second-rate.
"I'm not saying that I don't like you who are gentle," Bu Xianxian looked at the changing expressions in the night, quickly waved her hand and added, "I also like you who are gentle, as long as it's your true temperament!"
Heiye moved his body and hugged Bu Xianxian into his arms: "You have said so much, what should I do?"
In terms of love, he was still a novice. Everything he did was either taught by Linglong himself or he learned it from the books he specially bought from the bookstore.
She didn't know how to say it. It was meaningless to like this kind of thing, and it made no sense to like it...
He did it specially for her, and it wasn't that she wasn't touched, but that kind of touch made her feel empty and lonely, like a clown walking on a tightrope, facing the horror of huge changes at any time.
And this kind of horror made her feel scared!
She doesn't want an earth-shattering love, or a dramatic life, she just hopes they can walk through the long road warmly...