Devil's tenderness: second marriage ex-wife is too difficult to chase

A year's exchange time slipped away in ordinary and extraordinary days.

From the moment he stepped on the plane back to school, Ling Xizhe's eyes never left Xi AI.

In this year, there are no changes in Xi AI.

This is because she seems to have no effect except a moment of pain since she heard the news of her engagement.

Life is still the same as before, but Xi Aibi is more indifferent and harder than before... It seems that she is trying to forget something through these

Ling Xizhe also spent nearly a year, spending all his energy, time, and the skills of entanglement and thick face skin to constantly narrow the distance between them, and strive to make Xi AI get used to him

"Xi AI, the plane will take off soon. If you are tired, you can rest on my shoulder for a while."

Looking at the tired Xi AI beside him, Ling Xizhe said.

"Okay"

Then Xi AI put her head on Ling Xizhe's shoulder.

Ling Xizhe was stunned and became stiff.

He thought that even if Xi AI wanted to sleep for a while, he wouldn't sleep on his shoulder. He just wanted to give himself an expectation and a chance

But when this expectation really came, he was at a loss.

But soon he relaxed so that Xi AI could feel better when he leaned against him.

Sitting behind them, Yueheng gently raised his eyes and looked at the direction of Xi AI inadvertently.

When he saw Xi AI leaning his head against Ling Xizhe's shoulder, his slender and thick eyelashes fell gently, covering all the emotions in the fundus of his eyes.

But the page he was about to turn over gradually became wrinkled in his hand.

Xi AI slept so long that she didn't know when she got off the plane.

When she woke up, her people were already lying on the big bed in the small attic.

The smell of rice also aroused her greedy insects.

When she just woke up, she got out of bed before she was fully awake. She felt vaguely and came to the kitchen.

"What did you do?" Her voice is a little hoarse.

Looking at Xi AI, who suddenly appeared at the door of the kitchen, with her stupid sprout when she first woke up, she raised her hand and habitually patted her hair, which had become a little messy because of long sleep.

"I don't know if I'm good at cooking, or because Xi AI's nose has changed?"

Then he gently scraped the tip of her nose with his hand, but the action was extremely intimate and gentle.

Xi AI didn't stop him either. He seemed to be used to getting along with each other like this.

"Of course you're good at cooking. I think it's a pity that you're not a cook now!"

For her generous praise, Ling Xizhe enjoyed it very much. "Well, since you wake up, wash your hands and prepare for dinner."

"No, I'll try it first. I'm so hungry."

Then he raised his feet and ran into the kitchen, but he didn't notice a small building block under his feet. As soon as he twisted his ankle, the whole man carried forward.

Fortunately, Ling Xizhe grabbed her quickly, so Xi AI leaned on Ling Xizhe's arms at this time.