obediently."Xia Xiyi didn't show anything. She said "yes" and hung up the phone..three days have passed, Xia Xiyi has been staying here, feeling at ease with grandma.her silence let everyone down thei...Chapter 2559

Lin's unstained fingertips began to tremble because she knew that she was the stand-in for this girl! The

photo shows the girl holding his mother's arm affectionately, obviously very popular with his mother. The picture should have been taken by Zhang Han, and this girl is his favorite.

because she is seven or eight points similar to this girl, so Zhang Han took a fancy to her, and the maintenance agreement failed, so he designed a series of things to push her into hell.

then with a click, the door of the shower room suddenly opened and Zhang Han took a cold bath.

"what are you doing" Zhang Han's words came to an abrupt end because he saw Lin Wudou holding his picture in his hand.

with a cold face, he stepped forward and snatched the photo from Lin's hands. "who told you to touch my things Lin didn't dye, do you want to die"

Zhang Han was angry. He growled ferociously. He raised his hand and fanned Lin's unstained face.

Lin did not dye and avoid, not only did not avoid her, but also bravely met his slap. "you fight, anyway, it's not like you haven't."

he slapped her in the face in the year he imprisoned her, and he was very dark, violent and terrible at heart.

Lin is quiet and beautiful, and her mother's early death makes her sensible even earlier. She is very filial, knows how to take care of her younger brother, and loves design so that she is full of fantasies, hopes and expectations about the world.

she is clean, warm and pure at heart, which is completely different from Zhang Han.

she might have been afraid of Zhang Han before, but now she is not afraid at all.

what is there to be afraid of when people have all died once

there is no more difficult time in life than to slit her wrists, and she has survived.

looking at her stubborn eyebrows and eyes as a small beast, she boldly confronted him with his own pitiful feeling, and Zhang Han's hand froze in mid-air and could not fan it down.

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"you quit If you stop fighting, I'll go to bed. I'm very sleepy. " Lin got up by himself, lifted the quilt and lay down.

lean sideways and curl up by the bed.

Zhang Han was really angry and laughed angrily. He found that she was getting bolder and bolder.

put the photo back in her purse. Zhang Han lifted the quilt and lay beside her. "turn around and sleep in my arms."

Lin didn't move, but sneered, "does she like to sleep in your arms, too"

Zhang Han Junmei's eyebrows sank directly, and the atmosphere became tense again.

"No wonder you like me wearing white dresses so much that you always let me wear them. At first I thought you had a penchant for white dresses, but now I know it's the white moonlight that hurts when you touch your heart."

Zhang Han's face was very bad, and his thin lips moved. He suddenly smiled and said, "Why, are you jealous"

jealous

Lin Wudan just thought he was pathetic and pathetic, and even the knife that cut his wrist was ridiculous.

she is just a shadow, a burial object, a souvenir of the good old days between him and that girl.

Oh.

it's not worth it.

now all the holes in Lin Bu's heart have become the hardest armor, she has a strength, she wants to protect her brother, she wants to leave here, she will no longer allow anyone to trample on and humiliate her.

seeing that she didn't speak, Zhang Han stretched out his arm and turned her around and hugged her into his arms. "she's gone, so don't mention her any more. You should be glad I can't forget her, because how unforgettable I am to her, how good I will be to you. You're lucky to be a little like her."

the white moonlight in his heart is not allowed to be touched by her, not even mentioned.gnetic voice sounded, "Don't bother, your parents are already in the police station."Shen Xiaolian looked up and Lu Hanting came.Xia Xiyi has also come, and now her little hand is tightly held in the...