092:The prey he wants!

He didn't know how much strength he used to stop the little sun from rushing over to hug him. He restrained himself from being jealous of the man hugging her. Was he the person she missed in her heart on the island?

As expected, it was everything he couldn't give.

He couldn't be as gentle, kind and tolerant to her as a man, and it was even more impossible for him to treat her like a lover, whispering loving words to her ears!

But why is she crying so sadly? Is it because of that man or because he recalls all the terrible things he did to her? If he makes her cry, it will also make him angry and want to shoot him with a gun.

A hole.

With his face full of irritability, he could do nothing but follow her secretly, stay here secretly, and endure the torment in his heart.

He didn't know how he managed to survive. He only knew that he was thinking about her, worried about her, and couldn't let go of her.

He once thought that he wouldn't mind not seeing her and sending her away because she wanted him to do that. When she wasn't around, his restless heart for her could calm down. But after leaving, he realized that he couldn't see or hear.

The concern became even stronger, making him unable to extricate himself...

In order to uncover the people hiding in the dark and plotting against them, the only thing he can do is to be patient! Only patience can ensure that he will not take action against the people in the dark, thus ensuring the safety of the little thing.

Through the glass window, he saw Xia Baoer suddenly stood up, giggling and crying and laughing. He didn't know what she was mumbling as she opened and closed her mouth. He couldn't hear it clearly because the distance was too far.

"Asshole, mix and match... How can you leave that bastard behind? If you say you don't want it, don't want it. Go and die!!!" After taking a sip of wine, Xia Baoer drunkenly pushed away the man who was holding his arm, his red eyes seemed to be angry.

He yelled out words of resentment.

"Baby, you're drunk, be good, I'll take you home." Gu Xiangdong thought she was scolding him, and feeling guilty, he could only become more docile to her.

"No! No! I don't want to go home!" She shook her head fiercely and glared at him, "Hey, you, you, what are you doing here? Why don't you go away! Humph..."

"You're drunk. When you sober up tomorrow, you can scold me and hit me as much as you like. Now I can only be rude to you." Unable to bear to see her venting her sadness after being drunk, he grabbed her and forced her to surrender.

She took control, "Let's go home."

"No... don't go home, they will worry..." She muttered and lowered her head, her face twisted in grievance.

Gu Xiangdong felt a pain in his heart, hugged her tightly, and coaxed softly, "Okay, we won't go home." Remembering what she told Zhang Xiaomi just now, he made his own decision.

No matter scolding or beating him, he could only take her to his place.

Damn it, damn it!

Looking at them, Nan Muli slammed his fist on the specially made bulletproof car window.

Why did she let this man hug her and be intimate without resisting? Why did she feel like she had encountered a poisonous snake or beast when he did such a thing?

It was she who didn't want him, it was she who had completely forgotten about him!

Xia Baoer, it’s not that I’m cold and don’t know how to love, it’s that you never cared about me from the beginning, right? Isn’t that so?

He screamed over and over again with pain in his heart. He opened his scarlet eyes and watched them get into the car. His whole person was completely ferocious.

"Mr. Nan, do we still want to catch up..." Yun Xiu looked at him through the rearview mirror with some worry.

Chase?

Haha, he, Nan Muli, has never flatly slapped someone with a hot face on a cold butt, let alone not taking it seriously at all.

His eyes were as cold as autumn. He frowned, suppressed his gloomy look, and ordered coldly, "Go back!"

Yun Xiu watched the car leave with some strangeness. Through the lenses, he could clearly see the look of reluctance on the man in the back seat. But he could only obey the order and drive the car in the opposite direction.

***……

"Can the baby still be awake on his own? We're home." After parking the car, Gu Xiangdong patted the little drunkard who was leaning over on the seat.

"Well..." She used to reach out to wipe the saliva that had long been gone from the corner of her mouth, and murmured softly: "Are you home?"

Opening her blurry drunken eyes, her cute little face was confused and confused. Under the warm light, her pink face had a cute expression.

Gu Xiangdong was stunned for a moment, and then he smiled softly. Nothing had changed. The little drunkard in front of him was still the same as before. He couldn't put it down and wanted to reach out and pinch it twice.

"What...what's wrong?" She narrowed her eyes and asked him in confusion as he kept looking at her.

Shaking his head, he smiled and teased her jokingly: "Little drunkard, do you want me to help you down?"

"Hiccup... No, no, you can go... by yourself..." She hiccupped and smiled at him in a cute and innocent manner. However, she stayed stuck in her seat and refused to move.

"Baby, go up and sleep again. It's cold in the middle of the night." He reached out and gently pushed the messy hair on both sides of her cheeks behind her ears. His heart was pounding and painful.

Thinking that she won't be by my side for a long time, the pain is like a poison, a dull pain.

His expression was very lonely, his brows were tightened, and the corners of his mouth were tightly pressed together. He was very unhappy, sad and sad.

Xia Baoer, who was sitting in her seat, squinted her eyes in a daze and looked at him. She suddenly stretched out her arms, grinned broadly, and made a cute and coquettish request, "Hug! Don't be sad.

.”

His eyes were warm, and Gu Xiangdong's heart melted with warmth.

Patting her head lovingly, he smiled and bent over to hold her out, but saw her suddenly shrink back.

He looked at her puzzled.

Stretching out his index finger, the little drunkard poked his shoulder, smiled and said coquettishly: "Turn... hiccup, you, turn around..."

His expression was stunned for a second, but Gu Xiangdong realized it the next second, turned around with a smile, and squatted down.

The successful little drunkard grinned and climbed out of his seat. His little hands quickly wrapped around his neck, and his dangling feet firmly hooked his waist, and he climbed up on his back unceremoniously. He didn't know what to say.

He muttered and leaned his little face on his shoulder.

The skilled movements that the two completed quietly were still in tacit understanding, and the past came to mind as if it were yesterday.

In those years, he also carried her on his back like this on campus paths that were warm and windy in spring, and spent time on quiet stone bridges in the scorching sun. He also carried her on his back, and had to climb to the top of a mountain because of her coquettishness, and run in the beautiful sunset.

in the light and shadow.

Carrying her on my back, I walked step by step through the quiet midnight street lights. She was very quiet on my back.

Gu Xiangdong's mood was very complicated, as if all kinds of emotions were entangled in his heart.

"Baby..." He called in a low voice, as if he had been calling her for more than ten years, making his voice choked up.

"Well, don't talk."

"Okay, don't say anything."

We've already broken up, and this can never happen again.

Holding her tighter on his back, he remained silent, not daring to speak for fear of scaring her away.

She would be dependent on him for a lifetime.

What I like most is that she acts coquettishly and coquettishly towards him when she is drunk. I like that she tries her best to walk with him and climbs up behind him shamelessly before she is willing to laugh. I like that she laughs and laughs and playfully tickles his ears with her breath.

So familiar, yet so alienated.

"Don't waste time, go home quickly, I'm so sleepy..." She blew the strong smell of wine into his ear.

"Well, we'll be there soon." He responded softly and quickened his pace.

It was a two-story house with one floor, and it was easy to reach the door with her on her back.

He was relieved when he got to the room. She fell down on the sofa and refused to get up no matter how she screamed.

Gu Xiangdong shook his head and could only wait for her to fall asleep before carrying her to bed. After covering her with a quilt and adjusting the indoor temperature, he walked to the hall and sat quietly for a long time, leaning against the sofa and closing his eyes.

***……

Alas, alas alas!

After sighing three times in a row, Xia Baoer could no longer deceive himself into knowing that this was Gu Xiangdong's home.

She kept rolling around in the big bed, so annoyed that she didn't know how to go out and say hello to him.

Bastard! Why do you want to drink? Why do you want to be so drunk? You can’t tell the difference between a tiger and a mouse! Why do you want to come to his house and fall asleep until the sky is falling?

After scolding herself enough, she got up, raised her ears and put her ears to the door. If she didn't hear anything, she might as well just run away!

After listening for a while, she happily put on her clothes and opened a crack in the door with her hands and feet.

There is no one outside the hall, yes!

Breathing a sigh of relief, she tapped the floor with her toes and walked towards the stairs.

Just when she was about to succeed——

"The bathroom is over here. Go brush your teeth and wash your face, then come out and have breakfast."

The loud voice made her tremble all over, and she almost fell over. It was really...

"No, no need, I'll eat it when I get home."

"I told Zhang Xiaomi that I will take you home later. She has already agreed with your parents." Gu Xiangdong interrupted before she could continue to refuse.

"Well……"

"I cooked breakfast for two people." Gu Xiangdong smiled, turned around and went in to continue heating the milk.

Xia Baoer turned around and his eyes fell on the light green dining table.

The aroma came, and he made mung bean and millet porridge. There were two glasses of freshly squeezed orange juice in exquisite crystal cups in the center of the table. The four small plates contained freshly fried side dishes, all with mild spicy and vinegar.
To be continued...