To Be His Dream Girl

For fear of being seen by the villagers, Huo jingnian's people almost carried several people away quickly.

Was detained back to the original house, Huo jingnian let people put Xiaochen alone to a room.

He Xinying and Zhang Ya are pushed into the same room, body a stagger, he Xinying instinctively to pull Huo jingnian's clothes.

"Huo jingnian, let me have a word with Xiaochen! If you do, he will be afraid... " He Xinying almost pleaded with her as she tried to endure the pain.

Because of the memory of being imprisoned by Ji long, Xiaochen has a strong sense of uneasiness about the space of a single person.

Seeing the hesitant look on his face, he Xinying moved her lips and looked at Huo jingnian's eyes. Her voice was cold and threatening in the air, "don't let me hate you!"

Maybe the resolution in her tone scared Huo jingnian, and finally took her to the place where Xiaochen was imprisoned.

"Five minutes!" Glancing at her, Huo jingnian leaned against the door and waited.

He Xinying opened the wooden door and closed it with her backhand.

The child's small body curled up in the side, head buried in the arm inside, shoulders a little shaking, about crying.

Hearing the sound of the wooden door, he raised his eyes with mist.

At the moment of seeing he Xinying, he shriveled his little mouth and couldn't help it any more. He began to wail, "Wuwuwuwu, mom..."

He Xinying pats Xiaochen's back and gives him comfort.

"Xiaochen, don't be afraid, mom is here."

The familiar voice lingers around, feeling the temperature of he Xinying. The frightened villain slowly stops crying and turns into a small sob.

"Listen to mom. Mom's here. Don't be afraid, Xiaochen! Mom will find a way to take you out! "

Pulling Xiaochen's body and wiping tears for him, he Xinying comforts her with a smile, but her heart is extremely flustered.

"If Xiaochen cries alone, her mother will be very sad. Will you wait here?"

His fingers caressed his glued hair and whispered. He Xinying held his head in one hand and coaxed him gently.

Xiaochen nodded her head as if she didn't understand. Under her comfort, her mood also eased a lot.

"Then you must come and pick me up quickly!"

Xiao Chen's dark eyes were still shining with a whirling light and said in a low voice.

"Well, hook!"

He Xinying chuckles, hooks his little hand, and kisses his lips on his forehead.

After calming Xiaochen, she reluctantly walked out of the room.

Turning around, his eyes turned red.

"Xiaochen, don't leave him alone in the evening, OK?"

Begging for Huo jingnian, he Xinying was very sad.

Hearing her words, Huo jingnian's body froze for a moment and looked at her with a complicated look. Finally, he moved his lips and then said, "look at your performance!"

Huo jingnian's indifferent expression pricked he Xinying's heart.

He was not like this before. Why does he become so paranoid now?

Clenching her lower lip, he Xinying doesn't speak any more and is shut back to the room.

Go back, Zhang Ya is still mumbling to find someone to sue Huo jingnian.

Seeing her locked in, she immediately turned pale.

"What do you want when I say you look good?" Frowning, Zhang Ya turns to embarrass he Xinying.

"I don't have that relationship with him!" He Xinying said some displeasantly that she recognized the disdain in Zhang Ya's words!

Ignoring Zhang Ya, he Xinying calmly goes to the other side. He Xinying sits on the edge of the bed and presses the center of her eyebrows.

"I don't know who to show me. It's bad luck." Hang a lip Cape, Zhang Ya cursed.

"A man who has committed a crime is more and more upright. The world is really getting worse and worse!"

He Xinying's eyes cut fiercely, one didn't hold back. Zhang Ya said angrily, and the sword pointed directly at her heart.

His eyelashes trembled a little. He Xinying clenched her lips and didn't say a word. She didn't want to answer her words, but her heart was still blocked, pulling out her inner irritability.

"Well, I say you, what attitude do you have when your elders talk to you! There's no etiquette at all, and I don't know what kind of people taught you such a daughter! " Enraged by he Xinying's silence, Zhang Yachuang scolds.

He Xinying's face sank as she raised her eyes a little feebly.

"Respect is relative. It's your bad words that come first. You have to adopt any attitude towards anyone. My attitude is already the best courtesy I can give you! You are an elder. Do you look like an elder to me again? " Cold voice, he Xinying calm voice line halo dyed some angry ingredients.

She is not an aggressive person, in the end is Zhang Yaxian words hurt her, she has been tired of consistent tolerance of their own!In the final analysis, the development of things like this has nothing to do with her weak and kind-hearted character.

Thinking about this, he Xinying's expression was a little colder. Her clear eyes were staring at Zhang Ya tightly, showing no weakness, giving people a sense of coldness that could not be offended.

"You Zhang Ya choked on her words and turned red with anger.

His fingers trembled and pointed at her, unable to retort. Looking at he Xinying's soft and weak appearance, he thought she was a rabbit who could not bite. Unexpectedly, when she fought back, her teeth were very sharp.

Zhang Ya, who has never suffered a loss, is furious.

Originally because Shen Mu hated he Xinying's zhangya, now she hates her even more.

The heart wants to stimulate her more and more, Zhang Ya mouth corner pulled pull, cold hiss for a while.

"Oh, it's just a murderer. I want others to respect you. It's a joke! See how long you and your old friend can last. Don't think you'll be safe when you run here. You'll be a murderer all your life! " After reorganizing the language, Zhang Ya mercilessly stabs he Xinying with a sharp spear. He Xinying is said to be a murderer again and again, and he Xinying frowns.

"I'm not a murderer!"

Red lips light open, he Xinying seriously once again stressed.

Looking at he Xinying's expression, Zhang Ya only thinks that she is exonerating herself from her guilt. She keeps emphasizing, "if you don't say it, don't you think anyone outside will believe you!"

The sound breaks through the obstruction of the air flow and resounds through the closed space.

"Brother Junquan..." Throat a acerbity, he Xinying instinctively read out a name.

That elder brother hasn't finished, Zhang Ya has already laughed.

"Do you think he will believe you if you hurt his mother? He Xinying, don't be silly. Junquan hates you. Otherwise, how can he give up looking for evidence? Don't be paranoid! If you have a little conscience, don't come near him any more! "

Ferocious expression, Zhang Ya's words break the wind and give he Xinying a club.

In the heart of a little flame, slowly weak down, in Zhang Ya blowing the wind, there is a trend of extinction