Seeing that she had not yet walked out of her own world, he simply lowered his head and kissed her forehead, then turned around and closed the door and went out.

When Xiang Weichen came back tonight, it was dark inside. He reached out to touch the switch of the light but kicked something soft. He paused and reached out to turn on the light.

She sat on the ground with her knees in her arms, leaning against the cold wall, her tears seemed to have dried up, but there were clear marks on her cheeks, indicating that she had cried so sadly.

He bent down and picked her up. Ye Yihan lay obediently on his chest, completely missing the fangs and claws he had in the church today. Apart from the hard shell and sharp thorns, she was just a fragile child.

I went out to learn about the situation today, but no matter how fast he was, he was not as fast as the media. The church could not come in, but there were paparazzi squatting outside the church. Dongfang Hao went out in such a mess, and someone must have bought people in the church at a high price to reveal the truth.

But everything went too fast and smoothly, and he suspected that someone was manipulating behind it, including everything that happened in the church.

Who is targeting her like this?

He carried her to the bed in the bedroom, and she tightly grabbed the shirt on his chest and refused to let go. She approached him and then whimpered like a small animal, and his heart was tightened again.

"Um..." Gradually, her crying began to grow louder and louder, until she finally pulled his neck out of control and hung it on him.

She knew that crying was useless, but it was the only way she could vent.

"I'm here, I'm here, you and me." He said softly, regardless of whether she could hear it or not.

She lost everything within a day, and the feeling of being isolated and helpless made her almost collapse. The sense of security she found in him at that moment actually made her feel that she would never want to let go again.

Is this a mirage?

Until she was really tired of crying and fell into his arms, the shirt on his chest was wet with her crying, and he put her on the bed, and he was about to take a shower and change his clothes.

But her big hand was suddenly pulled by her, and she turned around and met her eyes that were still bright with water. He bent down and stroked her black hair with his big hand.

"Be good, I'll take a shower."

Ye Yihan finally slowly let him go. He untied his clothes and walked into the bathroom with big strides, unable to worry about her, so he had to fight quickly.

She slowly shrank to the corner of the big bed and frozen herself again.

She didn't know why she found that long-lost sense of peace in him. She, who never showed her fragile side, actually cried without any scruples in front of him?

Maybe her fate was over with Dongfang Hao. Now what was separated by the two was not only his distrust of her, but also the rifts and valleys drawn by those passionate photos.

Xiang Weichen walked out of the bathroom with his hair wiped his hair and wearing a bathrobe. Ye Yihan was finally willing to look up at him, but saw this scene, a picture of a handsome man who was bleeding from the bath?!

He just tied a strap, revealing a large piece of honey-colored chest, dripping water drops from the ends of his hair, and slid along the strong curve into a place that makes people imagine.

"Chi..." He laughed and threw the towel aside and walked over. Seeing that she seemed to have walked out by herself and returned to a little normal, he teased her, "Is it good-looking?"

Although Ye Yihan is usually very heroic, he still blushed when facing such a thing at this moment, so he quickly put his face away.

Today she really got married to him because she was so stupid. Is it still too late to return the goods?
Chapter completed!