นักเขียน: Thirteen pure ones เครื่องแปลภาษา
This matter was really scary.
Xia Ling pretended that nothing had happened, but when he got on the bus, he intentionally or unintentionally avoided Bai Yanyan.
After School in the afternoon, Bai Yanyan sent him a text message and came to the door of his office to look for him.
Thinking back to that time, Xia Ling foolishly was still happy that Bai Yanyan had taken the initiative to reconcile with him.
Now... ...
Bai Yanyan was on the bus. When she glanced at him, Xia Ling's heart trembled.
Xia Ling suppressed her emotions and tried her best to act normal.
However, there were seats on the bus. The two of them sat side by side at the back. Bai Yanyan sat by the window while Xia Ling sat next to her.
Bai Yanyan was not a fool.
From Zhao Haoran's twinkling eyes, she could already sense that Zhao Haoran seemed to have understood something.
The young girl's beautiful lips curved slightly, as if she was a hunter who had seen her prey.
Her Deep Phoenix Eyes looked out of the window, not giving the person beside her so much pressure.
Sure enough, a soft sigh of relief could be heard from the gap beside her.
Bai Yanyan's expression became more and more calm and serene.
What she wanted, from a young age, could be obtained.
It was just a matter of time.
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Xia Ling had no idea that in Bai Yanyan's eyes, he was already a piece of meat on the chopping board.
She was restless because she was getting close to the girl on the bus.
Her unpredictable attitude towards him was like a knife hanging high above his head. Xia Ling did not understand why.
Previously, when the devil was a man, she always had the upper hand. Now that she finally had the upper hand and became a man, why was the devil still in charge of everything?
It was not easy to get out of the car, but Bai Yanyan accidentally sprained her ankle. Xia Ling had no choice but to support her.
Half of the girl's body leaned against his arm. She looked at him, her eyes clearly testing him.
"YOU CARRY ME! " Bai Yanyan said as if it was a matter of course.
Xia Ling's body stiffened as she looked at Bai Yanyan.
From the way Bai Yanyan was sweating from the pain, Bai Yanyan did not seem to notice at all. She was leaning on the arm of a young man in this position. It was too intimate.
"Xiao Zhao, are you picking up your sister again? "
"What's wrong? Did you hurt your ankle? Hurry up and help her home. Buy Some Yunnan Baiyao to rub it! "
...
There were people coming and going in the neighborhood. Some of them were with Father Zhao, so they greeted them when they knew them.
Xia Ling helped Bai Yanyan up. In the eyes of others, they were only in a good relationship.
Zhao Haoran was honest, good-tempered, and had a good personality. His work was a little mediocre, but in the eyes of adults, he was a good kid.
Would a good kid take advantage of his sister?
Xia Ling answered these people's calls with hesitation, and her heart was conflicted.
When she found out that she liked him, no matter how well Xia Ling hid it, the subtle traces were also very obvious to Bai Yanyan.
She was obviously here to torment him and make him restless. This was her little trick.
But what about him? After he saw through her trick, how could he not jump down?
Xia Ling pretended to be ignorant. She just supported Bai Yanyan and walked all the way to the Zhao family.
At this time, the Zhao Family should not have many people. They greeted each other on the way, and time passed quite quickly.
But in the end.
From getting off the bus to the Zhao family, it was a total of less than six minutes'journey. Bai Yanyan limped, and it was inconvenient to walk. She walked for ten minutes and was only halfway there. This speed was even slower than a snail's crawl.
Xia Ling looked at the door that was right in front of her, and finally couldn't take it anymore!
She hardened her heart, helped Bai Yanyan stand properly, and bent down to give her a sturdy back.
"Come, I'll carry you back. "