Mysterious lover: See you tonight, President

He really didn't like the little money Bai Su made. Bai Su married him before he graduated as a senior. Without knowing what society was like, she became a full-time wife. She didn't know how dangerous the real society was, and he didn't want Bai Su to feel this kind of danger.

But he didn't know how to express this kind of emotion. When he quarreled, he was even more unscrupulous. But some words, the speaker didn't mean it, and the listener intended it. The original words left a deep mark in Bai Su's heart. Where can one sentence be released.

He had already missed the best time to explain, and Bai Su didn't care if he was careless, because for her now, those are not important.

So when she heard the speech, she just pulled the corner of her mouth. She didn't speak or ask.

The quiet atmosphere in the car made Han Zhaoxue's heart a little blocked. He didn't know whether he was angry with Bai Su or himself. The agitated general pulled away his belt and threw it aside. The air suddenly entered his chest. Then he felt better.

After a while, the car drove to Qinyuan, which is his house with Bai Su outside, one of Haicheng's neighborhoods.

Time passed quietly. Bai Su saw several cold plum trees in the courtyard of the community in a trance. Then he realized that winter had arrived and the year had passed.

Han Zhaoxue walked and heard that there was no footsteps behind her. She frowned and turned to look over.

Bai Su stood in the same place, looking at a few cold plum trees not far away with a light expression. Her eyes were somehow sad. She was so thin that she didn't even wear a coat. A thin shirt made her look even thinner, as if she could be blown down by a gust of wind. For so many years, no matter how the old lady mended Bai Su's body, she didn't seem to grow fat, All of a sudden, he still remembers his childhood white pigment. At that time, the child's nature didn't have so many ideas. If he gave a piece of sugar, he could happily chase after him and shout for his brother. He laughed at the dimpled baby fat. He was so cute and cute that he wanted to poke the dimple every time.

A gust of cold wind blows away the beautiful memories of the past. Han Zhaoxue looks at the woman who has been a mother in front of her. He wants to find something about her in those days, but finds that nothing can be found. The white pigment has disappeared before. Now the white pigment is calm and indifferent. He can't see through her thoughts at all.

His heart was like a huge stone, and his breathing became difficult. A kind of sour feeling called pain suddenly surged into his heart. He suddenly felt some indescribable sadness, just like the emotion in her eyes suddenly infected him. Accompanied by this sadness, there was an indescribable panic, as if this person was standing here, He couldn't catch it.

He clenched his fist, made a pause, pursed his lips, quickly walked to her, took off his coat, put it on her shoulder, pulled his coat on her chest, and said, "it's fun to be in hospital, isn't it?"

This is Han Zhaoxue. If he is clearly concerned, in a different tone, everyone can feel comfortable. He has to say so. People who understand him know that he cares about people, but they don't understand him?

Bai Su dropped her eyes. Maybe it didn't matter. It's just a matter of habit. Han Zhaoxue has always been like this. Even if he doesn't like something, as long as it's his, he won't allow others to touch it. For so many years, it hasn't changed at all.

She pressed down the irony of her eyes, lifted her eyes and said, "let's go."

Han Zhaoxue was stunned, and didn't miss a trace of her emotion. Before, Bai Su would have lowered her head and reddened her ears. Now, she is very calm, and even doesn't have a "thank you".

Bai Su has changed the habit of saying "thank you" and "I'm sorry". He should be happy, but the reality is that he can't be happy at all. Not only can he not be happy, but he also has a kind of unspeakable sense of frustration.

However, Bai Su didn't provoke him. This kind of emotion was inexplicable, and there was no way to vent it. In the end, he had to go upstairs with Bai su.

Qinyuan is similar to the landscape of Washington, but it is more exquisite and elegant. Han Zhaoxue is the most enjoyable one among the faxiaoli. He didn't feel aggrieved when he was young, and he doesn't feel aggrieved now.

This house was bought by my daughter when she was two years old. The little guy was in poor health and often had to go to the hospital. Although the old house had a good environment, it was far away from the city. It took a long time to drive. Han Zhaoxue bought a house here for convenience.

The decoration here is operated by Bai Su alone. The 180 square meter house is not too big, but it's not too small. Han Zhaoxue only wants to decorate it casually, so he can live in it. However, Bai Su decorates it very warmly.

She spent a lot of time in this house. When she brought him to see it, he was really surprised. Bai Su moved the style of the old house to this apartment and refitted it. He not only kept the warm style of the old house, but also had some modern and simple style. He was very satisfied with the house.

He has many problems. According to Han Zhaolin, he has a childe's problem, and his fur is clean. In fact, it's also because of his health. He has been in poor health since childhood and has an allergic constitution. As soon as spring comes, pollen can make him allergic, so he is very particular about food, clothing, use and accommodation. If he can live at home, he will never stay in a hotel.

He has a lot of houses under his name. In terms of advantages, he can't get this one, but he especially likes this one.

As soon as the door opened, familiar furnishings came into view. Han Zhaoxue felt relaxed for no reason.

Bai Su put his coat on the coat rack, changed his shoes, went to the kitchen and poured a glass of water.

Bai Su hasn't lived in this suite for half a month. Han Zhaoxue coughed and said, "pour me a cup, too."

Bai Su didn't speak. After a while, he came out with a glass of water and put it on the tea table.

Han Zhaoxue is very satisfied with this, reach out a hand to take, brow wrinkled, "how to try cool?"

The white element light glanced at him one eye, "the water machine does not plug in the electricity, wants to drink the hot, oneself burns."

Han Zhaoxue suddenly stares round eyes.

For a long time, she didn't respond. Bai Su was so perfunctory. Now she's no longer in the old house. She doesn't even pretend to be in front of the two old people!?

Han Zhaoxue is angry and aggrieved, and wants to pull Bai Su up to cook tea for him. But when she sees the black and blue under her eyes, she can't say it. Finally, she can only pretend to throw the door and run to the kitchen to boil water.

Bai Su listens to the outside movement, the corner of his mouth mocks. When I like you, you are a treasure. When I don't like you, you don't even count as a dog's tail. Han Zhaoxue still has a long life in the future!