Xiao Yixiong put down the phone and went back to Butterfly Garden, and the housekeeper and Zhang's mother were very pleased.

Zhang's mother pulled Xiao Yixiong and whispered relief, "Young master, the young lady is young and ignorant, you can tell her well, don't quarrel with her." ”

Zhang's mother is a subordinate, and these words should not have been said to Xiao Yixiong.

However, she regarded Xiao Yixiong as her own child, and she couldn't see him trapped in love, and she also hoped that he would have a happy marriage.

Xiao Yixiong understood what Zhang's mother meant, and nodded, "Got it." ”

I opened the bedroom door and walked in softly.

A skinny body curled up on the large bed. A head of black hair poured down his cheeks, covering his face's expression.

Looking at the lovely people under the quilt, Xiao Yixiong felt very painful in his heart. She hasn't eaten for two days, and her blood sugar itself is low, so I'm afraid she can't bear it.

Xiao Yixiong paused, turned his head and left the bedroom, stood at the staircase, and whispered to Zhang's mother, "Please bring a bowl of porridge."

Zhang's mother had already prepared it, and the porridge was simmering in the pot on low heat, and she hurriedly served a bowl to the second floor.

Xiao Yixiong took the tray and went to the bedroom again.

Driving into the courtyard of Butterfly Garden from the big black car, Xia Ziyu heard the sound, even if his steps were very light, he knew that he had been to the bedside.

He's finally back.

Xia Ziyu expected Xiao Yixiong to come back, not because she missed him at all, but because she wanted to kill him.

She has been very angry in the past two days.

This ruthless man killed Wei Wei and the child, and now locked her in the bedroom, thinking that he would have no freedom, no family affection, and no everything in the next life, Xia Ziyu was disheartened and hateful.

She made up her mind and soon went to reunite with Liu Ye, Wei Wei, and the child underground.

Before leaving, to deal with this executioner.

She's not happy, and he doesn't want to be alone.

Hearing the bedroom door, it opened and closed, and then opened again, and then, a series of footsteps gently walked to the head of the bed, and Xia Ziyu's breath began to be disordered.

She reached under the pillow and touched it.

The short knife was used by Xiao Yixiong on the bedside table for self-defense, and was inadvertently found by Xia Ziyu.

She made up her mind to avenge her relatives, and she had already touched the knife and lay on the bed for two days, waiting for Xiao Yixiong to come back.

Xiao Yixiong didn't know that danger was coming, he picked up the bowl, stirred it with a soup spoon, blew it, tested the temperature with his mouth, and it was almost ready to eat.

Putting down the bowl, his big hand reached for the bulge on the quilt and patted it gently.

It was Xia Ziyu's shoulder, feeling Xiao Yixiong's touch, trembling slightly.

Xiao Yixiong knew that she hadn't slept, the corners of his lips turned up, and he said softly, "Yuyu, it's been two days, you should be angry enough."

It's not good for your body to be angry all the time, and it's not good for the child in the belly, let's turn the page on the past, let's start from scratch. ”

Xia Ziyu closed his eyes, his teeth itched with hatred, he killed Wei Wei and the child, and indirectly killed Liu Ye, how could these things turn the page?

In the past 5 years, Wei Wei and Guo'er have been Xia Ziyu's closest family. Xiao Yixiong turned the page lightly and played?

He can turn the page, but she still doesn't want to!

Xia Ziyu is a stubborn temper, admits death, and has a tendon, and will not be easily bewitched by Xiao Yixiong's words.

It's just that there is only one chance to kill him, and she hasn't figured out how to implement it yet.

Xiao Yixiong saw that Xia Ziyu didn't pay attention, but the eyelashes on his eyes trembled, knowing that the little girl heard what he said.

He is mentally prepared, Xia Ziyu is afraid that he will not be so easy to coax.

The big hand put on a head of hair, gently ran the hair, and said in a gentle tone, "Yuyu, don't mess with me."

Drink a bowl of porridge and take care of your body, your body is ruined, don't you feel sorry for me. ”

Xia Ziyu sneered in his heart, this man, when he said high-sounding words, he was really easy, not ashamed, not blushing.

Xiao Yixiong saw that Xia Ziyu still ignored him, so he took matters into his own hands, lifted the quilt, lay down behind her, and touched the soft and warm body with his big hand along the corner of his clothes.

This series of actions was a bit sudden, which made Xia Ziyu can't help but let out an 'ah'.

Xiao Yixiong smiled and knew that this trick worked.

Xia Ziyu angrily shook off Xiao Yixiong's hand, sat up suddenly, and fled from him 20 centimeters away, "What are you doing?" Hands are so cold. ”

"Do you have cold hands?" Xiao Yixiong looked at his hand inexplicably, and then looked at Xia Ziyu.

It's obviously cold on your body, okay!

Anyway, Xia Ziyu finally spoke.

Xiao Yi was cheeky and smiled, "It's a little cold outside, come, give me some warmth." ”

Xia Ziyu stepped back angrily, and her voice raised an octave, "I don't have this obligation, stay away from me, I hate it!" ”

Xiao Yixiong withdrew his hand curtly, with a hippie smile, "Okay, I hate it, I ate porridge, I'll warm you, I'm a genuine hot water bottle." ”

Xia Ziyu glanced at him and pouted, "No need!" The decibel drop of this sentence.

Xiao Yixiong is not afraid of a hot face and a cold ass, and finds a way to pinch Xia Ziyu.

He smiled slyly, "Yuyu, give you two choices, either eat this bowl of porridge, or I will lie next to you, hold you, and immediately turn on the hot water bottle function." ”

Xia Ziyu was simply mad by Xiao Yixiong's brazen face, she pursed her lips, and almost bit a mouthful of white teeth in her mouth.

Eat it, what's the big deal, eat to kill this villain.

Xia Ziyu moved to the side of the bed, "I'll eat." ”

Xiao Yixiong showed a triumphant smile, "I'll feed you", and said, the soup spoon had already come over.

This man said yes, she had already learned it, and it was useless to argue.

Xia Ziyu glanced at him angrily, but he had no choice but to open his mouth and let him feed.

After a while, a bowl of porridge was eaten. Xiao Yixiong showed a pleased smile on his face, "My stomach is open, what else do you want to eat, I'll do it?" ”

Xia Ziyu shook her head, "I'm full, I don't want to eat anything." ”

Xiao Yixiong used his own measurement to estimate, and muttered, "I've been hungry for two days, how can I eat a bowl of porridge, Zhang's mother boiled chicken soup, I'll bring you a bowl." ”

Xia Ziyu didn't allow Xia Ziyu to refute, and walked out of the bedroom quickly.

Xia Ziyu drank a bowl of porridge, and her body was full of vitality.

After Xiao Yixiong left, he quickly took out the short knife from under the pillow and hid it within reach under the quilt.

After a while, Xiao Yixiong came in with a bowl of chicken soup.

Seeing Xia Ziyu's strange eyes, she was just angry and didn't think much about it.

Xiao Yixiong took the soup spoon, picked up the chicken soup, blew it with his mouth, and gently handed it to her lips, "Come, Yuyu opened her mouth." ”

Xia Ziyu was sitting, Xiao Yixiong was standing, he was tall, and he was half-bent over in order to facilitate feeding.

That look, like an old man at home, humbly pleasing his little daughter-in-law.

This situation made Xia Ziyu stunned.

When he returned to China this time, except for him killing Wei Wei and Guo'er, he was very attentive to her in other aspects.

Xia Ziyu hesitated, and the hand on the short knife was gently moved away.

She hated Xiao Yixiong for 5 years, but where does hatred come from without love?