Behind that curtain, a two-metre-tall steel cage can be seen.

Summer Evening Breeze: "......"

.

In the past four years, Bo Shaoyu has really done a lot of work.

She used to think that this man might have been thinking about her all these years, but now...... She felt that this man was thinking more about how to torture her.

Xia Wanfeng looked at the cage and swallowed her saliva, "Do you want to lock me in now?" ”

"Do you want to be late?"

"Of course not."

"That night...... Bo Shaoyu hooked his lips slightly, "you should be obedient." ”

Summer Evening Breeze: "...... Am I disobedient? ”

"Hmm."

Bo Shao nodded seriously: "I hate to be disobedient, but I don't listen...... It's pretty good, too. ”

"If Wanwan wasn't so disobedient......"

He raised his head, and his eyes seemed to have stars in them, twinkling and twinkling, and the people who watched were fascinated.

"How can I, do this to the night?"

"Really?"

Summer Evening Breeze: "......"

.

It's really fatal to have a criminal face, and when you say such unbeaten, perverted words, you can take it for granted and be handsome...... You can't even complain about him.

Xia Wanfeng slowly squatted down and looked up at Bo Shaoyu slightly.

"Thin and ......"

Her throat paused slightly, as if it was going to be difficult to get the words out.

"Are you ......?"

"Hate me?"

God knows how much courage it took for her to ask this sentence.

Bo Shaoyu just looked at her fixedly.

Nothing was said.

Didn't say hate.

Didn't say......

Don't hate.

He didn't say anything, just so lightly, looking at the summer evening breeze.

The look in his eyes......

Complex like a whirlpool, as if full of love, but also as if full of hot hatred.

In the end, it only turned into a soft sigh.

"Late, okay to be obedient?"

"We ......"

"Let's do it again."

*

When Xia Wanfeng got up from the pink bed, Bo Shaoyu was no longer around.

She was lying on the bed alone, looking at the ceiling, and her eyes always felt a little astringent.

"Miss Xia, let's eat something." Zhang Li said next to him.

She didn't say anything, and got up obediently, but Zhang Li's plate opened and there were some easily digestible porridge spots inside.

Zhang Li was about to retreat, but at this moment, you suddenly heard the voice of the summer evening breeze.

"Assistant Zhang."

Zhang Li paused, "Miss Xia, what do you command?" ”

"Is Shen Qiu dead?" Xia Wanfeng asked.

Zhang Li didn't hesitate for long, and nodded: "Yes, Mr. Shen has passed away." ”

The knife and fork that Xia Wanfeng held in his hand fell to the ground with a click.

She said with difficulty: "How did you die?" ”

"When you get old, you will naturally pass away." Zhang Li smiled: "Those who passed away with their wives can be regarded as ...... Let's have a good death. Mr. Bo also went to Mr. Shen's funeral. ”

The summer evening breeze is ...... I breathed a sigh of relief.

"It's not him."

"That's fine."

"What did Miss Xia say?" Zhang Li was a little strange.

"Nothing."

Xia Wanfeng looked at the current time, "What is Bo Shaoyu doing?" ”

Zhang Li shook his head, "Mr. Bo disappears for an hour at this time every day, and even I don't know what he's doing." ”

As soon as the summer evening breeze moved, he lifted the quilt and was about to get up.

Zhang Li's heart tightened, "Miss Xia!" ”