The sports car winds around the mountains and forests, and the branches on both sides of the road keep sweeping the windows.

Everywhere you look, a green wave is surging. If you drive a little further, you can faintly see the outline of the villa.

Bai Zhihan sighed in his heart, Murong, a little white face, was really good at picking a place, and he actually thought of buying a villa in the depths of the forest.

If Su Xiaobai likes it, when he returns to China, he will also buy her a villa built in the forest.

Murong stopped the car and pulled the door to get out of the car.

Bai Zhihan didn't regard himself as a guest at all, sat down on the sofa, and took the fruit plate on the table and stuffed it into Su Xiaobai's arms.

Su Xiaobai put the fruit plate back and stared at Bai Zhihan with disgusted eyes.

Why is he so thick-skinned? Instead of thanking him for being rescued, he still thinks of himself as the owner of the villa.

Bai Zhihan met Su Xiaobai's gaze, the corners of his mouth lifted lightly, and he hugged Su Xiaobai into his arms.

"Can't you stop doing this?" Su Xiaobai climbed from his arms onto the sofa beside him.

It doesn't matter if you hug it once or twice, you have been held by him for nearly twenty hours a day twenty-four hours a day, and Su Xiaobai has almost forgotten what it feels like to walk.

He wasn't annoyed, Su Xiaobai was annoyed.

Bai Zhihan is not only moody, but also very clingy.

"Which one?" Bai Zhihan asked solemnly.

"Huh. Su Xiaobai laughed, turned his head and stopped paying attention to Bai Zhihan.

There was not a single servant in the villa, and when you calmed down, you could even hear the rustle of the leaves in the wind.

I took a sharp breath, and the fragrance of leaves rolled in my chest. Staying in such a place makes the whole person feel relaxed.

Bai Zhihan didn't like Murong, but he admired Murong's vision.

Having said that, Murong disappeared without a trace when he entered the villa, shouldn't he hide in a place where no one saw and secretly hurt himself, right?

Bai Zhihan nodded, Murong's little white face, what else could he do besides crying?

Murong, who was slandered for no reason, was resting on the bed, even if he lost Su Xiaobai, he was not reduced to the extent that he had to hide in the corner and wipe his tears.

He laughed at himself, he had never gotten Su Xiaobai, how could he talk about "losing" once.

"Meow~" A Siamese cat crawled onto Murong's body and barked glutinously.

Murong held the cat up in front of him and shook its small body: "You also know that I am sad, right?"

The cat seemed to understand Murong's words, and let out a subtle cat meow.

Murong smiled and put the cat aside: "Go play by yourself, where will you understand my sorrow." ”

This feeling of not being able to love is really terrible.

He wanted to know if Su Xiaobai had ever liked him, even for a minute.

In fact, Murong already knew the answer, but there was always a trace of luck in his heart.

Whether a woman loves you or not can be seen by her eyes.

Su Xiaobai looked at Murong's eyes, only friendship but no love.

Why did Su Xiaobai like Bai Zhihan?

To this day, Murong also insists that Bai Zhihan is just playing with Su Xiaobai.

How can a man like him be bound by a woman for the rest of his life?

Murong clenched his hands into fists and slowly released them.

He covered his arms over his eyes and spit out three words melodiously: "Su Xiaobai." ”

"Why do you call me by my woman's name?" said Bai Zhi coldly.

As soon as he stood at the door, he heard Murong calling Su Xiaobai's name, and Bai Dashao's possessiveness had spread to the point that no man was allowed to call Su Xiaobai Fang's name.

Murong removed his hand and looked at Bai Zhihan with an unkind look.

Bai Zhihan leaned lazily against the door frame, his eyes with ice cubes in his mouth seemed to kill Murong.

If he hadn't been grateful, he would have killed Murong a long time ago.

Being under the same roof with a man who covets his wife always makes him uncomfortable.

However, only his villa was the safest now, and he reluctantly condescended to stay in his villa for a while.

"Get out!" Murong was furious, but his voice was as warm as ever.

Bai Zhihan's face was calm, and his tone made people shudder: "You say it again." ”

Since experiencing last night's incident, Murong has been like eating*, whoever touches it suffers.

He jumped off the bed, angrily walked up to Bai Zhihan, and grabbed him by the collar.

He gritted his teeth and warned: "Don't mess with me!"

Murong didn't want to fight Bai Zhihan in his villa, but if Bai Zhihan had to provoke him, he could also be ready to rebuild and renovate the villa.

"Let go of Lao Tzu!" Bai Zhihan squeezed out this sentence from between his teeth.

Originally, he came upstairs to ask where Murong's kitchen was, but after such a fuss, he completely forgot the original purpose of coming upstairs.

Murong sneered and tightened his grip on Bai Zhihan's collar even more.

"What are you doing?" asked Su Xiaobai.

The tense atmosphere between the two was dissipated by Su Xiaobai's voice.

Murong let go of Bai Zhihan's collar and returned to the appearance of a humble gentleman.

Su Xiaobai pulled Bai Zhihan, who was grim-faced, behind him and asked politely, "Mr. Mu, where is your kitchen?" I'm a little hungry. ”

Facing Su Xiaobai, Murong unconsciously softened his voice: "At the end of the corridor, do you want me to help?"

"No, I'll just do it myself. Su Xiaobai smiled and pulled Bai Zhihan away from Murong's sight.

These two people are incompatible, and when they meet, they either fight or quarrel, and it is better to separate them from each other.

"Su Xiaobai, do you feel sorry for him?" Bai Zhihan asked, leaning Su Xiaobai against the kitchen door.

What she said just now was obviously to relieve him.

Bai Dashao began to be jealous again.

Su Xiaobai only felt that her temples were jumping suddenly, and she was powerless to explain: "No." ”

Bai Zhihan insisted unreasonably: "You have." ”

"No!" Su Xiaobai couldn't help but accentuate his tone.

Bai Zhihan was stunned for a few seconds, and looked at Su Xiaobai with narrow eyes.

"You're yelling at me?" Bai Zhihan said in disbelief.

Su Xiaobai felt helpless, lowered his voice and replied, "No." ”

Bai Zhihan pinched Su Xiaobai's minibus, and his voice was a little colder: "You can only say these two words?"

Su Xiaobai stood on tiptoe and suddenly dropped a kiss on Bai Zhihan's tightly pursed thin lips.

She smiled playfully at him: "I really didn't defend him, my heart is all towards you." ”

Her kiss was undoubtedly the best tool to extinguish the fire, and Bai Zhihan's anger swept away and he smiled.

He pinched Su Xiaobai's minibus and shook it from side to side: "Know that you can face me, no matter what time you want to face me." ”

Whatever he said was what he said, and Su Xiaobai didn't bother to refute it.

"Dumb?" Bai Zhihan spoke again.

This woman has learned to ignore what he says.

Su Xiaobai glared at Bai Zhihan and replied angrily: "Got it." ”