Her delicate little face, as delicate as suet, was slightly pink and very attractive.
Under the torn clothes at the chest, the attractively thin shoulders are exposed, and the clear collarbones are sexy and seductive.
Even so, those eyes are filled with China and frost that makes people feel cold when looking at them, as if they are not from this world.
I don’t know how long it took, but Mingyue felt an unbearable headache and woke up tossing and turning.
When I open my eyes, I feel that my brain is still spinning.
Seeing the figure standing in front of the bed, my eyes were filled with confusion as I tried to distinguish it. After looking for a long time, I still couldn't see clearly the face standing against the light.
Huh? When did he come back?
Why are you standing there without turning on the light?
I propped up my two arms and struggled to sit up, only to realize that I felt more dizzy than before.
The vision in front of me is also blurry
Leaning on the soft cushion behind the head of the bed, intermittent images suddenly came to mind.
By the way, she remembered
She was bullied by those gangsters, and then she saw him with that woman
Also, when those gangsters bullied her just now, he stood there as if he didn't care at all.
Thinking of Mingyue, my nose felt sour and I sobbed.
"Why did you save me? Why didn't you go accompany her?"
When the man standing in front of the bed heard these words, his face hidden in the darkness did not change at all, but his bottomless eyes became colder and indifferent.
"Speak, why don't you speak?"
Mingyue looked at the person in front of her without saying anything, her nose twitched and she started crying like a child.
Crying and scolding the man who remained silent all the time
Finally looking at the crying woman in front of him, her face hidden in the darkness wrinkled slightly, as if she was displeased.
"Why did you bring me back? Just let those bastards bully me. After we talk, I can die and never see you again."
Mingyue talked nonsense drunkenly, venting her inner emotions, regardless of the fact that the man in front of her remained silent.
The more he said nothing, the more she felt aggrieved.
Finally, as if the man opposite was annoyed, he walked up to Mingyue and tried to stop her crying.
"Go, go find that woman, go!"
She didn't want Mingyue to see him coming, thinking it was Yehen coming over, waving her little hands and beating him, the tears on her pretty face wetting her handmade suit.
I can't tell if it's snot or tears, it's all wiped on it.
The man next to him was obviously bored and stretched out a hand to push away the person leaning on him.
"Please don't leave, please stay with me. I'm so scared to be alone."
In confusion, Mingyue murmured this soft Chinese sentence, as if she was begging.
The big outstretched hand somehow stopped in mid-air, and then slowly took it back.
Mingyue leaned on that broad chest and hugged his waist with both hands. But for some reason, she felt that the person she was holding was so cold.
Like an icicle without any temperature
What's wrong with him? Is he sick?
Why is it so cold?
After a while, the man who was being held slowly lowered his head and looked at the woman who was sleeping on him. There were tears on her soft and delicate face, and she seemed to have fallen asleep.
Those extremely cold eyes stared for a long time, and a sinister sneer slowly appeared on his face under the dim light.