There is a fox in my house

Chapter 1727 Actually, You Can Protest

In the past few days, he would not come back until one or two o'clock in the morning.

It was just after ten o'clock today, and I came back.

Jiang Xueya was also a little surprised, at the moment she was sitting in the huge living room watching TV.

I haven't seen each other for four days, and seeing it again, I just feel a little embarrassed.

After being slightly startled, she got up and walked towards him, with a slight smile on her lips, "You're back..."

Leng Aoxuan looked at her with a complicated expression, and the thoughts accumulated for several days completely burst out.

It's only been a few days since I saw him, why does he feel like it's been a lifetime?

He also strode forward and walked in front of her, staring at her with his dark eyes for a long time before he said, "En."

"Do you want me to have someone put the bath water for you?"

He nodded, thought for a while, and reached out to hold her little hand, leading her to the sofa and sitting down.

The faint fragrance lingered in his nose, and he couldn't help reaching out and hugging her in his arms.

Taking a deep breath, resting his chin on the top of her head, he sighed after a long time, "Xiaoya, do you blame me?"

He knew what he did was wrong, and he shouldn't have locked her in the villa.

However, only in this way can he guarantee that she will not leave him.

He was afraid that once he gave her freedom, she would take the opportunity to leave his side.

"What's your fault?"

Leng Aoxuan sighed, pushed her away a little, held her face in both hands, and apologized in his eyes, "You know..."

"If I do this, you will definitely feel very angry. In fact, you can protest..."

"As long as you say you're angry, very angry, very angry, I can't hold on anymore..."

However, she didn't say anything.

He leaves early and returns late every day, and she doesn't ask the servants for anything.

She didn't seem to care at all what he did every day.

Jiang Xueya shook her head and said softly, "I won't blame you."

If he did this, she would feel better.

"Why don't you blame me? I trap you and don't let you go out. Isn't this behavior enough to make you angry?"

The maid in the living room had already left.

(End of this chapter)