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Four hundred and fiftieth chapters prying the door

If there is someone who likes you, who likes you simply, and does not think so much, and just wants to continue to like you, how much you should like such a person.

Just like Jes privately likes Han Bin, she really wants to continue to like it. Even if she can only like it alone, even if Han Bin refuses it, she can't stop her crazy obsession.

This time, I will pry the door carefully, can you open it?

Han Bin turned around resolutely, and as he turned, there was a thick door, which closed heavily under the gaze of pleading.

Are you cruel! Maybe, but Han Bin has no choice but to think of pretending to be indifferent and using a cold attitude to continue to refuse Jes private ca.

Since you have been injured, it will be the same if you hurt again, and it will probably be the same.

Bang...

With a dull sound, the door should have been closed. Han Bin's eyelids slowly sank and his mood was very heavy. In fact, he still couldn't make up his mind. After all, firmness does not mean cruelty.

He is still the same Han Bin who likes sunshine, is soft-hearted and understands warmth. He just becomes more determined and understands that some things cannot be delayed and must be determined.

It will be bad for everyone if you drag on it.

However, when the door fell violently, the sound made was very strange. It did not have the banging sound as expected, but instead had a hint of pain and a slight dull sound.

A soft little hand stuck in a tiny crack in the door, holding up a space. The small and delicate fingers were hanging weakly, and the fingertips were swollen red, and it seemed that they were injured.

Ten fingers connected to the heart, and the metacarpal bones were about to be crushed. The back of the hand felt a sensation, which hurt a lot, but the most painful thing was the heart, as if even the blood was pulled out, and tears couldn't help but burst into tears.

Han Bin Oppa. Why do you have to be so cruel? Actually... I really like you... I really... even if I'm bruised all over my body, I think I still like you.

Girls really like to cry, especially those who are injured.

A series of depressing sobs sounded softly, echoing in the cold corridor, and drifted directly into Han Bin's heart.

There was a girl prying the door with her heart. She ignored her body. She was not worried about whether her palm would be pinched off, but was afraid that the door would be closed from now on and could never be opened again.

In that case, wouldn’t you never like it anymore!

Jess sniffed, and tears burst out from his eyes. A clear line of tears slowly slid across his cheeks, and was quickly dried by the cold wind, leaving only a blurry tear mark.

She pursed her lips and looked at her palms stuck by the door. A bright smile appeared on her bitter face, but she was actually still crying, and I wonder if it would be ugly.

She was happy. Instead of worrying about the injury of her palm, how happy she was when she saw the door not successfully closed, like a desperate person glimpsed a ray of hope.

However, the palms are really painful and not lie.

"What are you doing?" When Han Bin saw the palms stuck by the door, his face looked extremely ugly and he quickly opened the door. His voice was indifferent.

His purpose of closing the door was not to see the scene of Jes's private slaughter. The force of closing the door was not light. If it were a little heavier, it would probably even be able to pinch the palm of a person.

However, Jes's private ca just put his palm into the crack of the door. Could it be that the metacarpal bones were broken? Is it that fun!

"I want to go in, it's so cold outside." In fact, she wanted to get closer to Han Bin's heart, a small distance that she could like. It's just that.

Han Bin's face was gloomy and his eyes were no longer calm, but were mixed with anger. He stared at Jes's private ca, pulled the door with one hand, and looked at Jes' private ca's palm from the corner of his eyes.

"It's very late to go back." Still refused directly, without any room for turning around.

Jes privately pursed her lips aggrievedly, and her palms hung weakly on her side. It seemed that she was injured very much. She felt very painful, but she did not dare to wrinkle her nose and rub her injured palm gently. She raised her head and looked with a pleading look.

She felt that as long as she felt a little more aggrieved, a little pitiful, and no more self-esteem, Han Bin would be soft-hearted.

"Oppa, the palms hurt so much." Jes wrinkled his nose, pouted slightly, and stretched out his hand timidly, his voice full of cuteness. "Look, you can't move."

A dazzling red mark was deeply engraved on the back of the hand, almost dividing the palm into two, and even bright red blood began to seep out from the place where the skin was rubbed, drop by drop, like water drops.

It's not very painful, but very painful!

Han Bin moved forward unconsciously, but he paused his feet in an instant, quietly withdrew his feet, and his five fingers hung beside him and tied together. If he was soft-hearted now, why did he make a decision before?

People really have to be a little firmer, but it is really difficult to endure their true intentions.

A person who is prone to soft-heartedness can't become fierce even if he disguises himself. He is like a sheep in wolf's skin, and his cruel appearance is just a layer of protective color.

"Go back, I'm going to close the door." Han Bin closed his eyes again and said in a deep voice. In this way, she might have left, after all, she is a very sensible girl.

However, Jes privately thought she was very ignorant and wanted to make trouble like a willful child, so that she could pester Han Bin to death.

"Oppa, close the door." She put her hand on the door bolt. In this way, as long as the door is closed, her hands will definitely be pinched again.

Jes privately wiped the corners of his eyes with his other hand, his expression was cold, and there was mist in his eyes, but he stubbornly raised his head and stared at Han Bin with a hint of pleading and a sense of pity for others.

Close the door, I don't want my hand, but I want you to remember that there is one hand trying to pry your door open.

Han Bin's teeth were tight, the muscles on his cheeks were obviously bulging, and his hand holding the door trembled slightly. He didn't expect that Jes's private ca was so determined. Would he really go crazy if he liked someone!

The door, please close it.

Jes closed his eyes as if he had accepted his fate, his eyelashes trembled in fear, his cheeks trembled, but his palms didn't move them a little, and they were still placed on the door bolt. What reflected in his mind was the scene of the door closing.

Her Han Bin Oppa seems to be really determined not to let her in. I wonder if her palm will break!

However, the heart-wrenching pain did not come as promised, but instead a faint cry of anger mixed with indifference.

"Come in!"

When Han Bin saw the pity look of Jess closed his eyes, he was not cruel at all. He opened the door angrily and let Jess in.

Because he knew that if he couldn't enter the door, she would keep insisting on it. Even if her hand broke, she wouldn't let go. She was so stubborn, but she had no self-esteem.

For her, she felt that it was worth it to be able to like Han Bin, and those so-called self-esteem can really be thrown away.

"Thank you, oppa." Why do you want to say thank you? Maybe you should be happy, but listening to this heart-warming thank you really feels a little sad.

The corners of his mouth were raised with a soft curve, as if the spring flowers were warm, faint, full of lovely feeling, and his body squeezed into the door timidly, as if he had walked into Han Bin's house for the first time, with a curiosity on his face.

Step by step, taking cheerful little steps, she finally walked into the door. She smiled and could see that she was very happy, as if she had forgotten the pain in her palm.

Is it really that worth being happy? Haven’t you been here often before? How can you be as novel as a child?

Although Han Bin gave Jes a cool back, she was not at all awkward and followed Han Bin, looking like she was entertaining herself.

Perhaps, she really forgot her pride.

Jes privately calf with a shy face, sitting on the sofa like a timid little wife, looking around secretly, while Han Bin stood in front of her, holding her chest with her expression neither surprised nor happy.

"Oppa, is Yuezhen Ouni there?" she asked worriedly.

"I'm not here tonight." Han Bin said softly. He wanted to answer in a cold voice just now, but for some reason, his tone suddenly softened.

Bai Yuezhen has been busy these days and is obsessed with her career. She doesn't know what she is doing. Sometimes she goes home in the middle of the night, and doesn't even go home, and spends the night in the studio.

"Oppa seems to have retired. The company has not mentioned your return, and there is no discussion on this matter online." Jes continued, and she wanted to talk to Han Bin.

"I know." Han Bin nodded.

"Have you ever eaten Girls' Generation Triangle Sushi? The charity food we endorsed was sold for 2 million in a month. Hum... It's amazing, and the profits we earned were donated to the welfare center in Seoul, and some Christmas gifts were given to the children." Jes opened his mouth slightly, and his proud look was really loving.

"Oh, I haven't eaten it." Han Bin answered bluntly.

"It turns out that I haven't eaten it before. Why don't I ask for oppa? It's true." She snorted dissatisfied, as if there was no gap between her and Han Bin.

"No need." Han Bin's expression faintly relaxed.

"How can I not use it? You have to try it. Girls' Generation sushi is delicious." Jes pouted and waved her fists unhappily. She enjoyed the process of chatting with Han Bin. Although Han Bin always treated him coldly, she didn't care.

Tear...

With a deep breath, a sob of pain, a pursed lips and frowned, and a weak palm, Jes barely squeezed out a pretty cute smile, and she became cute again.

Han Bin suddenly felt that Jes's private ca out of her was really cute, but he really wanted to beat her up, that kind of thing.

"Hmph... deserve it!" Han Bin snorted coldly, turned around and walked to the bedroom, and a sweet smile appeared on his face.

As a result, he still felt soft-hearted, which is great.
Chapter completed!
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