Today, the hostess, has she lost her studies?

Chapter 1818 Duplicity (39)

Yun Si paused, "I..."

"Then I don't like you either!"

Suddenly, he pushed her away vigorously, and his unsupported body instantly fell to the ground.

Heavy, but he didn't seem to feel any pain at all.

"I don't like you either."

"I hate you the most..."

He spoke softly, and at the end, very loudly.

Like yelling at her.

"...you are a bad woman! I hate you!"

"..." Yun Si stood there, and stopped trying to reach out to support him.

looked at him, did not speak.

The air seemed to condense.

Condensed into ice, too cold.

After yelling at her, he lowered his head.

The movement seemed to be done a thousand times, sitting there, slowly, hugging his legs.

Huddled into a ball, buried his head.

The voice was muffled, and seemed to be choked with faint sobs.

"I hate you the most...bad woman!"

"I don't like you... I don't like you..."

"Bad woman..."

In the overly silent room, he hid his choked voice, which was very clear.

As if trying to cover up, there is nothing to hide at all.

Instead, only let people hear his grievances.

The big grievance, the grievance is almost bubbling.

He was tall, but when he huddled there, huddled, he looked like an insecure child.

Lonely, depressed, pitiful.

Almost everything is exposed to this bright light, which can be seen at a glance.

Softening.

Yun Si stood there, looking down at him.

I haven't spoken for a long time.

It was pitch black outside the window, with a warm and refreshing wind blowing, she took a look.

As if following the wind, a sigh fell.

Gentle sigh.

Withdrawing her gaze, she squatted down.

Squat down in front of the person who buried his head and huddled his knees, and watched for a while.

He reached out and touched his head lightly.

Just like what I did to him when we first met, very lightly, with loving tenderness.

"Jiang Wen."

The feverish boy buried his head, didn't speak, and ignored her.

Just buried in the crook of his arms, sucking his nose, which was still a little blocked.

Lively, as if throwing a temper tantrum.

Aggrieved to throw a temper tantrum.

It's frustrating.

Yun Si's gaze fell on him quietly, and she reached out her hand.

Gently grabbed his hand and shook it.

Lean over and get close to him.

"Jiang Wen, be obedient, let's go to bed, shall we?"

He still didn't speak, sniffed.

The slightly curly hair was so fluffy, and some even stood up like this.

It looks more dull and soft, and it's completely milky.

No deterrence at all.

Yun Si looked at it, inexplicably wanting to laugh.

"Jiang Wen."

"..."

"Really hate me so much?"

"..."

"You really don't want to see me?"

"..."

"Then... I'll go, you go to bed obediently?"

"..."

She nodded and was about to get up.

The next second, her hand on his head was caught.

Hold on tight, don't let go.

Still buried his head, did not speak, sniffed.

The action is extraordinarily awkward.

Completely duplicity.

Yun Si stopped standing up.

Being caught by the hand, she looked at it, raising her eyebrows slightly.

She turned her face sideways, slightly blocking the upward arc of her lips.

In the end, she knew that in this situation, she still couldn't laugh out loud.

Otherwise, I am afraid that someone who has lost his temper will become angry from embarrassment.

She covered her lips, coughed lightly, held back her smile, and looked at him.

"Then I won't go, you go to bed obediently, okay?"

(End of this chapter)