Apple of His Eye: Babe, You Are Mine

"Er... I'm sorry..." Ning Xiaozhu timely interrupted the awkward silence "Xiaoxiao, is this your friend? It's so handsome. " After seeing Arthur's handsome facial features, Ning Xiaozhu began to be crazy again. Her eyes were filled with peach hearts.

"Who is she?" Arthur frowned a little, and asked in some displeasure that the little girl dared to bring a stranger back.

"I'm Xiao Xiao Xiao's friend. My name is Ning Xiaozhu." Rather than wait for mu Xiaoxiao to open his mouth, Ning Xiaozhu grabs in front of her to introduce herself. She reaches out her right hand and politely shakes hands with Arthur, "handsome boy, hello."

Arthur glanced at Ning Xiaozhu's rough palms and avoided them with a look of disgust. He seemed to have not heard Ning Xiaozhu's words. He put his hands in his trouser pockets and walked towards muxiaoxiao step by step. His voice was a little cold, "muxiaoxiao, should you give me an explanation?"

Ning Xiaozhu weakly took back the palm that stretched out, for a moment, the whole person was extremely embarrassed.

"Why should I explain it to you? You're not who I am. " Mu Xiaoxiao is not happy to go back.

"Who is not you?" Arthur is even more upset after hearing this sentence. Does this girl have amnesia? He was recognized as a brother yesterday. Today, he was not her. He was really angry. "Mu Xiaoxiao, did you forget what you said last night?"

Arthur's words made Ning Xiaozhu dream. She felt that her continued stay here was really like a light bulb of several thousand watts. "That, Xiaoxiao, you have a good rest. I'll go back first and remember to come to work tomorrow. Otherwise, Li pickpockets will deduct your salary." Ning Xiaozhu waved a few small hands to muxiaoxiao, and instantly disappeared at the end of the corridor.

"Ye ye ye..." Mu Xiaoxiao has not yet responded. Ning Xiaozhu disappears from her vision. Well, she can't be mistaken, right? "You scared my friend away." Mu Xiaoxiao is very unhappy turned into the room.

Arthur followed her and went into the house. He closed the door and said, "I don't care who she is. I can't bring anyone up in the future."

Mu Xiaoxiao a Leng, he is in gas this? "I know, I know." It's her fault to bring people here without saying hello. After all, it's not her own house. He also lives in other people's house. She knows that she is in the wrong, so she agrees obediently.

When Arthur saw her lovely appearance, her whole heart was instantly sprouted by her, and all the anger disintegrated at this moment.

"There's a party this weekend. Go with me." Arthur said in a commanding tone.

"But I still have to work." Mu Xiao Xiao around his two fingers, mumbling.

"To work?" Arthur asked suspiciously, "what did you do out today?"

Mu Xiaoxiao a Leng, dare this guy did not hear Xiao Zhu's words clearly? Or did his eyes grow on top of his head and didn't put Xiao Zhu in his eyes at all? "I got a job today and worked as a waiter in a restaurant. After that, I can support myself, so I don't have to worry about night and night."

Arthur's face suddenly became gloomy. The atmosphere around him was unprecedentedly low pressure. He looked serious and dignified, "are you sure?"

Mu Xiaoxiao is scared by Arthur's aura and shrinks his neck. However, his words have already been said. He can't beat himself in the face. Mu Xiaoxiao is helpless and has to say, "I'm sure."

Arthur's eyes narrowed slightly, a state before the coming of a storm. Muxiaoxiao is fully prepared to meet the storm. However, the storm she expected did not come. She only heard Arthur drop a sentence, "you don't regret it." Then he slammed the door and left.

Mu Xiaoxiao gently vomited a breath, stretched out his right hand to comfort her frightened little heart, this moment she felt unprecedented relaxed, "that guy should not come again?" Mu Xiaoxiao said to herself, she slowly toward his soft big bed, her whole person lying on the top, this moment, she never felt that he had been so tired.

Muxiaoxiao lies on the bed and soon falls asleep. She sleeps for a long time. She dreams that when she is a child, her father and mother are with her. Her father holds her above her head and thinks to say to her, "Xiao'er is my father's little princess, and my father wants to protect Xiao'er and her mother all his life." At this time, she was as happy as a little princess. She also dreamt of Gu Yuchen, the boy who always liked to play cool and didn't have a smile on his face. He always guarded her silently behind her. At that time, she was mischievous like a boy. Every time she did something wrong, he would take care of the aftermath for her or carry the black pot for her. She was bullied by other boys. Without saying a word, he would fight with others Her revenge, even if it is unable to beat others, he will never admit defeat, so his face is always for her. At that time, she saw that he was injured, she would do nothing but cry. He always said, "girl, don't cry, I will try to become stronger, so that we can better protect you, and I will protect you for the rest of my life." Often hear such words, Mu Xiaoxiao will silly smile, although at that time she did not know how long a life.Later, they grew up, and conflicts gradually increased. Mu Xiaoxiao is a cheerful and beautiful girl, and there are many pursuers around her. At this time, Gu Yuchen will be very angry. Mu Xiaoxiao doesn't understand. She still keeps on getting along with other boys and being friends, but Gu Yuchen doesn't allow her to do so. For this reason, they quarreled a lot, but eventually led to It was the third year of senior high school that they parted ways. When she saw her holding another beautiful girl in her arms, she felt very sad. That time, they quarreled again. This time, she said a lot to him, and he left because of this.

Mu Xiaoxiao is half asleep and half awake. She feels that her heart is like being stabbed by a knife, stabbing her heart continuously. Even her whole body has some slight convulsions. She desperately wants to open her eyes, but how can't open them. Tears say that the corners of her eyes have been constantly sliding down, wetting the pillow.

Nightmares have been continuous, and she dreams of that dark and lonely night after night, that little dark room that is day and night. She does not know how long it has passed, nor does she know what this evening is. She only knows that when the door of the small dark room is opened again, the man who comes in is not her father, but a strange man with a mean appearance.