Attached, arms on her sides, watching her quietly.


    The deep and difficult eyes hide unspeakable pity.


    After a while, his bony long fingers stroked her long hair and whispered in Yuxuan''s ear, "rest, good."


    She was afraid that Li Beichen would not accompany her.


    So when he got up, he immediately put his hand around him.


    He has her most familiar smell, only his masculine smell and a faint smell of tobacco.


    The arc of his back made Yuxuan feel comfortable.


    Yuxuan buried his face on his back and said across his shirt, "I know you''re busy, but can you allow me to be willful once. Li Beichen, stay with me. "


    After a long time, she didn''t dare to move.


    I''m afraid that if I move gently, the tears at the bottom of my eyes will fall.


    Recently, I''ve really become less and less like myself.


    She has always been a pricking hedgehog, but in front of Li Beichen, she cowardly showed him the softest place again and again.


    There was a voice in her mind reminding her.


    Liu Min deliberately killed her. Maybe it''s just a game of chess.


    As for the chess player, she dared not guess or think.


    So want to rely on him, rely on him.


    Li Beichen, don''t blame me


    Her hand was on his waist, and her thin fingers had little strength because of the sharp pain just now.


    Her breath was a little heavy, like a warm wet feeling, through his shirt.


    Li Beichen looked sideways and could see her half closed eyes.


    Eyelashes are wet, like the fog in the early morning of winter, with a faint white mist.


    I can''t bear it.


    So easily crushed by her vulnerability.


    "Yuxuan..."


    Heavy curtains hung down to hide the light of the hot sun.


    There are trance spots, pouring down from the gap.


    The man stretched out his hand and loosened his tie with his long bony fingers.


    Untie the two buttons in front of the shirt collar, open a corner of the quilt, and the man''s tall and straight body lay beside Yuxuan.


    With a long arm, he rubbed her, and Yuxuan''s face was close to his chest.


    So close that I can hear his heartbeat.


    The heart rippled and inexplicably moved.


    Hot tears fell down my cheeks.


    Yuxuan fell asleep in a daze. The man''s thin lips sipped coldly, gently rubbed her hair, slowly fell down, and wiped away the wet tears on her cheeks.


    British eyebrows screwed up.


    He wasn''t sure if she doubted.


    Such a large master bedroom is quiet.


    I don''t know how long later, his arm was slightly sour because he was pillowing Yuxuan.


    Wu Ma carefully buttoned the door: "two young, old Li is coming."


    The corners of Li Beichen''s mouth were shallow and aroused a smile, with a trace of coldness.


    Get up and fasten your shirt.


    Li Beichen, dressed in a pure black suit, stood in the low-key and luxurious living room, killing condensation.


    Li Guowei was standing more than ten meters away from him, and he was also black and su.


    The hard edges and corners on his face are not as dignified and cold as in the past. Instead, he is unable to hide his decline and old age.


    Li Beichen gave him a cold look, opened his straight legs and sat proudly on the sofa.


    Obviously felt Li Guowei''s body stiff, and Li Shu, who was with Li Lao, frowned, "Er Shao..."


    Before the words came out, Li Lao stretched out his hand to stop them.


    In recent days, Li Guowei became weaker and weaker. He coughed twice. His face was dignified and solemn. More importantly, he blamed himself and couldn''t bear: "Yuxuan... Are you okay?"


    The smile on the man''s lips became more and more cunning and looked at Li Guowei with dangerous blood.