I've been sad for the woman in front of me all day, and I can barely fit anything in my head, it's all her.

"Is there anything else? if not, I'll go upstairs!" Xia Yucheng stood for a while, his legs a little weak.

"Where did they all go today?" it was clear that Feng Hao didn't want her to leave.

"I texted you, don't come back for dinner!" Xia Yucheng thought he was asking her why she didn't come back for dinner, "My brother is back, on the way back, I received a call!"

Feng Hao no longer stared at the computer, but leaned back, staring at her with slightly squinted eyes.

The sharp eyes were like a sharp scalpel, and they swept over her a few times. Is it really so difficult to forget that Jì alone? How can she ignore him and hug that Lu Licheng, Qingqing and me?

Speaking of which, Lu Licheng's conditions are not bad, and it is his first love again, so it seems logical to relive the old good together. If you want to talk about how deep Xia Yucheng's feelings are for her teacher, think about her desperate desire to protect him, everything will be clear.

In the days that this woman has followed him, this man named Lu Licheng is like a powder keg placed among them.

Just one point!

What a grievance!

She didn't say anything, and when something happened, she pushed him forward, didn't she just rely on his love and doting? He was so good to her, why couldn't he get to know her well, and he couldn't get the least of honesty?

Didn't you meet that man again in the afternoon?

Thinking about it, Feng Hao's face became more and more gloomy: "I seem to have told you that if I don't say some things and don't ask, it doesn't mean that I don't care." ”

Xia Yucheng was stunned and looked at him puzzled. The corners of his lips were slightly hooked at this time, as if he was laughing, but that kind of smile only made her feel a chill through her heart.

"Actually, what do I want to know, how hard can it be? Again, I want to hear you say that if you don't have a ghost in your heart, there are many things that you don't have to hide. After speaking, Feng Hao's legs were folded, his fingers were clasped, his elbows rested on the armrests, and he looked light, but his body was surging with anger that could not be dissipated.

"I don't understand what you're talking about?" Xia Yucheng lowered his eyes, avoiding his compelling gaze.

Silent!

Long silence!

The air in the study seemed to stop flowing, and a suffocating and unsettling atmosphere lingered around Xia Yucheng.

"Xia Yucheng," Feng Hao slowly opened his mouth, staring at her tightly, and asked, "What is our relationship?"

Xia Yucheng was stunned for a moment, and then asked, "Do you know that you still ask?"

Feng Hao leaned over to dim the light of the lamp, but his eyes never left her, and his deep eyes stared at her tightly.

Although she lowered her eyes, she could feel his gaze locked on her face, hot and deep.

"Take off!" the man's voice was low and hoarse, without a hint of warmth.

Xia Yucheng thought that he had misheard, and raised his eyes to look at him.

"Do you want me to say it a second time?" he continued to keep her weak body and pale face firmly in his sight, and looked at her fiercely.

She still didn't move, but she felt that her bones and blood were about to be pierced by his cold gaze. His sense of superiority instantly crushed her insistence.

Their relationship is that of both money and goods!

All her self-esteem and pride, he has to give.

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