Quick Transmigration System: Male God, Come Here

Chapter 28, Love me again, 29

But when I saw Bai Weiwei's pink and peachy face, my heart softened.

Although I just wanted to understand that he would not have unnecessary feelings for her, but the feelings are beyond control.

[Hey, the degree of good feelings has risen by ten, and the current feelings are forty-five. 】

Bai Weiwei was silent for a long time before she asked the system. "This man will not be schizophrenic."

The feeling of goodness is like the roller coaster up and down. Is it going to torture her?

System: "It's more like a neuropathy."

The mood swings of ordinary people are not so terrible, so much changed.

Bai Weiwei silently points to 10,000 praises.

Han Zhengyu, who was defined as a neuropathy by Bai Weiwei, couldn’t sleep all night, just staring at Bai Weiwei’s lovely sleeping face.

And the degree of goodwill is always ups and downs. At the beginning, Bai Weiwei was scared. In the end, she already loved her, and she slept first.

When you wake up, your feelings are maintained at around fifty.

Bai Weiwei was completely unhappy. She thought that Han Zhengyu had a hatred with her, but after all, it was a normal person. It was difficult to attack but it was not difficult to go to heaven.

Now she doesn't think so, Han Zhengyu is a guy.

Clearly so calm and calm appearance, the result is the same as the storm, emotions, feelings are completely messy.

There is a sense of goodness that changes to two in a minute.

Bai Weiwei said that he might not be able to support it for a month and he is going to die.

After eating the rebellion, Han Zhengyu said to Bai Weiwei: "I will take you to a place."

Bai Weiwei knows that it is definitely not a good thing, but he can only get on the bus.

Soon they came to the cemetery, where there was a solemn silence, and rows of tombstones were connected.

Bai Weiwei’s heart stunned and vaguely knew what Han Zhengyu wanted to do.

Sure enough, Han Zhengyu walked to his mother's tombstone and then looked back at her in a complicated look.

Bai Weiwei looked at him ignorantly and didn't seem to know what was going on.

Han Zhengyu’s heart was tight, but he still sighed and said to her, “Your Majesty.”

Bai Weiwei blinked in fear and did not understand why he was so fierce.

Han Zhengyu saw her look like this, and her heart was soft, but this soft feeling made him more cruel.

He can't condone his feelings, how can he like the murderer who killed his mother.

When Han Zhengyu stepped forward, he pushed Bai Weiwei to push her directly to the ground, and then pointed to the portrait of the tombstone and said to her: "I am sorry."

Bai Weiwei, "Brother..."

Han Zhengyu’s face was cold, “said.”

Bai Weiwei immediately said: "I'm sorry."

Han Zhengyu's face is still very unattractive, but he still let Bai Weiwei get up, and then took her out of the cemetery.

Out of the cemetery, I saw a black car at the entrance to the cemetery, and a pair of middle-aged men and women.

"Mr. Han, we are here." One of the men came and said respectfully.

Han Zhengyu licked his lips and gloomy face.

Bai Weiwei squats behind him and seems to have some fear of being born.

Han Zhengyu didn't look at Bai Weiwei at first glance, and seemed to be afraid of seeing her.

He reached out and grabbed Bai Weiwei's hand and tried hard to the point of pain.

Bai Weiwei couldn't help but whisper, and the next second, he pushed her to the pair of men and women. "You are responsible for her daily life, and the psychiatrist will come tomorrow."

The man immediately said, "Okay, Mr. Han."

One day today, there is no time to write.

(End of this chapter)