Chapter 3078 I Am Not Something You Can Buy with Money 6

He stroked his forehead and suddenly smiled helplessly: "When you are awake, you will say that our values ​​are inconsistent!"

He slowly got up, sat on the bed for a while, went to the bathroom to get a towel to help her clean up, covered her with a quilt, and looked at her gently for a long time...

After a long time, he got up and went to the dressing room to change clothes, but saw that she threw the jewelry all over the place casually, and didn't care at all.

He let out a long breath, went back to pick them up and put them away one by one.

He changed his clothes and walked out, standing by the bed looking at her calm face, stretched out his fingers and touched it gently, his voice was hoarse: "Bai Xueli, what do you want?"

She fell asleep and couldn't answer him.

He stood quietly, feeling that the whole world was silent.

After a long time, he went out and made himself a bowl of noodles, smoking and eating noodles.

She should have been full at home, but he still felt lonely and wanted to wake up that hateful woman, but he couldn't bear to do it.

After finishing the noodles, he sat on the armrest of the sofa, looking at the night outside for half the night.

At night, she screamed from the master bedroom, and he immediately put out his cigarette and walked back quickly.

The bedroom was dark, and she stood at the door of the bathroom and stroked her forehead, "It hurts."

He walked over, stretched out his hand to support her, angry and amused: "You can still hit your head while walking, Bai Xueli, what did you eat to grow up?"

She immediately hugged him, her face on his shoulder: "Lovely."

"It's more hateful!" He snorted, but still hugged her and carried her to the toilet in the bathroom; "Okay, tell me, will you drink so much next time?"

"The last glass, the last glass that took me down was fed by you." She sat there, squinting her eyes: "Why don't the police arrest you for drunk driving?"

Ye Mulin sneered: "It seems that he is too good to you."

She hasn't gone to the toilet yet, he carried her down, and then pressed her against the wall.

She was sober now, her eyes widened: "Ye Mulin, put me down, I need to go to the bathroom."

He held her down, looking like he wasn't going to put her down.

Her eyes widened even more: "You are so boring, I said I need to go to the bathroom, I really need to go to the bathroom..."

"Beg me, kiss me again. I'll let you go." He smiled at her.

She seemed to be unable to believe that it was Ye Mulin in front of her, struggling: "You bastard, I won't beg."

"Then just stay here." He smiled, took out a cigarette from his pocket, lit it with one hand, took a puff, and blew a puff of smoke on her little face.

She thought he was extremely mean, biting her lip: "I really can't help it."

"I don't mind," he looked at her: "Have you thought about it, huh?"

She was so angry that her face turned red because of her patience, and he glared at her...

Finally, she couldn't help it anymore, and quickly kissed him on the lips, her voice was like a mosquito: "Please carry me over."

Ye Mulin held her lips, held her with one hand and put her back on the toilet.

She shouted in shame: "Get out."

He smiled and walked out and waited for her at the door. She didn't come out for a long time, but someone inside was crying loudly...

She cried particularly sadly.

He endured for a while, and felt like his heart was being pierced by needles, and it was continuous and dense...