Chapter 404 This prayer is not serious

Author: Baishang Prawn Rice

Chapter 404 This prayer is not serious

The truth is often cruel.

The cruel truth is often unacceptable, but others can collapse.

Liu Yifei doesn't.

Her pride and stubbornness demanded that she would never be defeated at any time.

night.

The cold wind was blowing the window and slapped it randomly. The corridor was dark. Liu Yifei was barefoot and stepped on the cold floor. His face was haggard and his eyes were stubborn. He said, "Han Qiao, you were wrong. I don't hate you, I hate myself."

Paused.

Her eyes were slightly red, she clenched her lips, and her face looked painful: "If it weren't for me, she wouldn't have looked for you again and again, she wouldn't have been so painful!"

It's all my fault.

My dream has to pay the price.

She held the door in her hand, and the floor was cold, piercing her delicate soles like a needle. Even so, her back was straight.

Han Qiao can indeed influence her acting career.

So what, I looked straight and said toughly: "I said, I don't even have the qualification to hate you."

"Han Qiao, I'll tell you." Liu Yifei said word by word: "If a person has no bottom line and no morality, even if he is the emperor, he cannot stop the despise of the poor."

The two of them had their eyes intertwined.

"You are right." Han Qiao nodded with satisfaction. He is worthy of being his apprentice. At this time, his mind was clear-headed.

Does Liu Yifei hates him and still need qualifications?

Of course not needed.

Han Qiao shrugged and said patiently, "So, are you willing to call her mom now?"

Liu Yifei bit his lips tightly and said nothing.

"What's wrong with her?" Han Qiao's eyes pressed: "A woman likes a man, and a man likes a woman, what's wrong with two people."

"Is it because she is your mother that she can only like you and not like others?"

Liu Yifei staggered with a slender body, holding the door with both hands, her face turned painful, and she forced herself to retort: ​​"She can like anyone."

"I didn't stop her, I hope she can find her own happiness."

"Do you think you are?"

"After all, I can't, right?" Han Qiao shrugged: "Women are not married, men are not married. It is natural for two people to fall in love."

“Even God can’t stop it.”

"Han Qiao, don't talk nonsense." Liu Yifei glared at her eyes and growled: "My mother doesn't love you, don't you know it yourself?"

"You are coercive, tempted, and dirty. She will not be happy when she is with you."

Taken the bait.

The silly girl is the little girl after all, Han Qiao smiled with a smile on his lips: "So, the reason why you object is that you think she is unhappy."

"I..." Liu Yifei was about to speak.

Han Qiao's body was pressing down, and he suddenly stepped in front of him, his eyes pressed down, and he asked blankly: "Why do you say she is unhappy?"

Can he not know whether Liu Xiaoli is happy or not?

The two of them had their eyes intertwined, and Liu Yifei held the door, tiptoed, frowned, and said angrily: "Han Qiao, I didn't debate with you."

"Liu Yifei, I don't think it's true that you care about her." Han Qiao turned his mouth down and pretended to be contempt: "I think you are just because of your own face and your little vanity, which prevents her from getting happiness."

"It's so pitiful. She has paid so much for you."

"Stop your mouth." Liu Yifei's eyes were wet, he held back his tears, and cried out: "I knew that she would kneel on the cold ground every night and pray, and she was not happy at all."

"She can't be happy."

Han Qiao looked at Liu Yifei's thin white dress, disheveled hair, barefoot.

The visual sense of broken beauty.

"Make a bet." Han Qiao said: "Betting on whether she is really happy. If I lose, I apologize to you and will not interfere in your life in the future."

Paused.

Han Qiao continued: "If I win, you can't call her, you must call her mother."

Liu Xiaoli was the flesh on her heart when she treated her baby daughter.

The reason why she was in pain was that Han Qiao was half and Liu Yifei was her other half.

The cold wind whistles.

Liu Yifei's face was pale, her clothes were thin, and she seemed to be unable to feel the cold, and she looked directly at Han Qiao indifferently.

Disturbing.

Her mind was in a mess. When she thought of the relationship between Han Qiao and Liu Xiaoli, she couldn't help but have a headache.

quite a while.

Liu Yifei said coldly: "Okay."

"I'll give you shoes." Han Qiao looked at Liu Yifei barefoot: "It's not good if you catch a cold."

Thinking about it.

Take off the down jacket: "I'll give you the clothes too."

"No need." Liu Yifei refused coldly, paused, with a cold face, cold: "Thank you."

“That’s polite.”

Han Qiao did not force him, and the two went downstairs barefoot.

In the kitchen.

Liu Xiaoli's figure was reflected on the door, busy.

Han Qiao paused: "Liu Yifei, remember the bet. No matter when it happens, you cannot interrupt the bet."

"What the hell do you want to do?" Liu Yifei frowned and emphasized: "Han Qiao, if you bully her, I will not let you go."

"Who said he wanted to bully her?"

Han Qiao stepped on the floor and smiled with her lips: "I just want to prove that she is happy."

prove?

How to prove it.

Of course, it was to convince her.

Han Qiao is very experienced, but Liu Xiaoli is just a disagreeable person and a stubborn person.

The cold ice can only warm up the young man at 37 degrees.

Han Qiao closed the door.

Liu Xiaoli was busy, with black casual pants, which set off the curve of her legs and a very thin waistline.

Tie your hair into a ponytail.

The red sweater is tight and has a tempting curve.

At night, she and Liu Yifei both had a very light meal.

Blanch cauliflower and carrots.

Turning back to see Han Qiao, Liu Xiaoli had a blank expression on her face: "Are you finished speaking?"

"Um."

"Let's go back after you finish speaking."

"Sister, I have something to do, I want to tell you." Han Qiao quietly, his heartbeats like a drum.

There is something to say.

Han Gou has stole the fragrance and jade so many times, but he has never seen this situation.

Liu Yifei is outside the door.

With Liu Yifei's personality, at this time, he must have been listening to the wall, and maybe he was holding a broom in his hands.

As long as Liu Xiaoli shouted.

The next moment.
To be continued...