25. Chapter 25 Are you looking for someone from Haikou?
As soon as she appeared, all his memories of Haikou were brought back.
His desire to find someone is even more intense than before. Maybe she is already by his side...
"You, Xiang Yutian, are a big shot." Jiang Weiwei's shoulders were so painful that he struggled and had to answer his question, "How could I have seen you before?"
He is black and she is white.
It was strange that she had seen him.
"..." Xiang Yutian stared at her steadily, as if verifying the authenticity of her words.
For a long time, disappointment flashed across his eyes, and he loosened his fingers one by one.
baffling.
Jiang Wei pulled the clothes around his shoulders. His whole shoulder was red and his fingerprints were obvious.
"Are you looking for someone from Haikou?" Jiang Weiwei rubbed his shoulders and asked indifferently.
"How do you know?" Xiang Yutian glared at her again, his eyes as deep as black holes, as if he was eager to determine something.
"You can tell by the way you look today..."
For some reason, Jiang could only feel his nervousness and urgency. This person...should be very important to him, especially important.
But there is no need to exaggerate to the extent of identifying people randomly.
Doesn't he even know what the person he's looking for looks like?
"Get out! Leave me alone!"
Seeing that she was not what he was looking for, Xiang Yutian raised his foot and kicked Jiang Weiwei under the sofa, very ruthlessly.
"hiss--"
Jiang Weiyi bit his lip in pain, grabbed his severely painful waist and got up from the ground, staring at him angrily.
Where did his habit of kicking people come from?
Curse him to never find the person he is looking for in his life.
Depressed him to death.
"Get out!" Xiang Yutian said in a very unhappy mood. He wanted to be alone for a while.
"knew."
Jiang Weiwei continued his forbearance technique, walked outside with his shirt, and slowly kneaded the shirt into a ball with one hand...
Sooner or later, she will make Xiang Yutian look like this shirt.
Before he could reach the door, a moody man behind him spoke again, "Come back!"
"..."
Jiang Wei turned around speechlessly, wondering what he wanted to do.
"come over!"
Xiang Yutian sat there with a king-like posture, his cold eyes falling on her hand rubbing her shirt.
"What's wrong, Mr. Xiang?"
Jiang Weiyi suppressed his anger and walked over with a fake smile.
Xiang Yutian pulled her onto his lap, stared at the shirt in her hand and said, "Rub it!"
"What?" Jiang Weiwei suspected that he heard wrongly.
"I asked you to rub it!" Xiang Yutian repeated dissatisfiedly, "Rub it like you would wash clothes by hand!"
"What?"
Are her ears really broken?
"Jiang Weiwei, would you like me to repeat it again?" Xiang Yutian grabbed her ears directly, without the slightest feeling of pity.
"pain……"
Jiang Weiwei sighed and had no choice but to start rubbing the shirt in his hands, rubbing it hard. She was living a useless life next to him.
Xiang Yutian's eyes were completely fixed.
Even the action of rubbing clothes is exactly the same, as if all the strength was used up...
The two images overlap.
Xiang Yutian looked at Jiang Weiwei's face with some disbelief, eyebrows, eyes, nose, lips... He couldn't be sure. It had been too long, it had been too long, and he couldn't overlap the two faces.
"Why are you rubbing your clothes like that?"
"Master Xiang." Jiang Weiwei looked at him with a sly smile, "This is how you wash clothes by hand."
Could there be a second posture? As soon as she appeared, all his memories of Haikou were brought back.
His desire to find someone is even more intense than before. Maybe she is already by his side...
"You, Xiang Yutian, are a big shot." Jiang Weiwei's shoulders were so painful that he struggled and had to answer his question, "How could I have seen you before?"
He is black and she is white.
It was strange that she had seen him.
"..." Xiang Yutian stared at her steadily, as if verifying the authenticity of her words.
For a long time, disappointment flashed across his eyes, and he loosened his fingers one by one.
baffling.
Jiang Wei pulled the clothes around his shoulders. His whole shoulder was red and his fingerprints were obvious.
"Are you looking for someone from Haikou?" Jiang Weiwei rubbed his shoulders and asked indifferently.
"How do you know?" Xiang Yutian glared at her again, his eyes as deep as black holes, as if he was eager to determine something.
"You can tell by the way you look today..."
For some reason, Jiang could only feel his nervousness and urgency. This person...should be very important to him, especially important.
But there is no need to exaggerate to the extent of identifying people randomly.
Doesn't he even know what the person he's looking for looks like?
"Get out! Leave me alone!"
Seeing that she was not what he was looking for, Xiang Yutian raised his foot and kicked Jiang Weiwei under the sofa, very ruthlessly.
"hiss--"
Jiang Weiyi bit his lip in pain, grabbed his severely painful waist and got up from the ground, staring at him angrily.
Where did his habit of kicking people come from?
Curse him to never find the person he is looking for in his life.
Depressed him to death.
"Get out!" Xiang Yutian said in a very unhappy mood. He wanted to be alone for a while.
"knew."
Jiang Weiwei continued his forbearance technique, walked outside with his shirt, and slowly kneaded the shirt into a ball with one hand...
Sooner or later, she will make Xiang Yutian look like this shirt.
Before he could reach the door, a moody man behind him spoke again, "Come back!"
"..."
Jiang Wei turned around speechlessly, wondering what he wanted to do.
"come over!"
Xiang Yutian sat there with a king-like posture, his cold eyes falling on her hand rubbing her shirt.
"What's wrong, Mr. Xiang?"
Jiang Weiyi suppressed his anger and walked over with a fake smile.
Xiang Yutian pulled her onto his lap, stared at the shirt in her hand and said, "Rub it!"
"What?" Jiang Weiwei suspected that he heard wrongly.
"I asked you to rub it!" Xiang Yutian repeated dissatisfiedly, "Rub it like you would wash clothes by hand!"
"What?"
Are her ears really broken?
"Jiang Weiwei, would you like me to repeat it again?" Xiang Yutian grabbed her ears directly, without the slightest feeling of pity.
"pain……"
Jiang Weiwei sighed and had no choice but to start rubbing the shirt in his hands, rubbing it hard. She was living a useless life next to him.
Xiang Yutian's eyes were completely fixed.
Even the action of rubbing clothes is exactly the same, as if all the strength was used up...
The two images overlap.
Xiang Yutian looked at Jiang Weiwei's face with some disbelief, eyebrows, eyes, nose, lips... He couldn't be sure. It had been too long, it had been too long, and he couldn't overlap the two faces.
"Why are you rubbing your clothes like that?"
"Master Xiang." Jiang Weiwei looked at him with a sly smile, "This is how you wash clothes by hand."