Chapter 2722 Uncle's Autistic Girl (106)

So Bai Weiwei also smiled calmly, "Well, sister-in-law."

Yu Shaoyun thought for a while and put her on the bed.

Only then corrected, "Our relationship is not called that."

Bai Weiwei pursed her lips and said nothing, and fell for him too.

After all, he will definitely call his wife husband next.

Yu Shaoyun would definitely be able to call out such a numb title.

He could even be the wife.

Yu Shaoyun didn't continue to be disgusted, he turned around and took a foot wash and touched it.

There are warm Chinese medicinal water in it.

He held Bai Weiwei's feet and pinched her feet meticulously, so that the blood in her feet was smooth, and the coldness of her hands and feet could be relieved a little.

Bai Weiwei stared at the head he was leaning against, her soft messy hair stuck to his white forehead.

The man's appearance is still young and beautiful.

But with an incomparably quiet elegance.

This is the temperament of a teenage hairy boy, impossible to have.

He has always lived a precious and delicate life.

But I never thought that I would roll up my sleeves, cook, and wash the feet of a person.

Yu Shaoyun didn't feel that he had paid anything.

But he knew Bai Weiwei's psychological burden, her toes were still shaking, trying to escape.

When he hugged her, she always turned her face to the side to avoid it.

She didn't want to let him see the injured half of her face.

Yu Shaoyun knew that this was a heart disease, unless it was cured.

Otherwise, she will always care about her appearance.

No one is so indifferent to their disfigurement.

But her physical condition did not allow her to undergo surgery.

It may take a year or two to make sure that her physical condition has recovered and improved before another knife can be used on her.

Otherwise, Yu Shaoyun would be reluctant to risk any surgery for her.

After washing her feet, Bai Weiwei curled up in the warm bed, she turned her body to him.

Yu Shaoyun turned off the light.

She has been sleeping with the lights off since she was injured.

There is no mirror at home, and she is unwilling to face herself.

Yu Shaoyun let her go, but no matter what she wanted to do, her emotions broke down.

I want to be alone.

He didn't leave, he didn't fight back, he didn't fight back, she didn't want to beat him anyway.

Yu Shaoyun would not give her personal space and make her think too clearly.

She is insecure and has low self-esteem.

Why is he not.

For fear that she will wake up and still don't want him.

Yu Shaoyun can only fill her time and her space with everything she has.

It's all he wants to do.

The company, the career, and the power are all set aside.

She likes it, and he will plan it for her.

If she doesn't like it one day, he doesn't care.

Bai Weiwei was curled up, covered with a quilt, and in the darkness, the man behind her had come close to hug her.

She shook her body, stretched out her hand to cover the bandage on her side face, and said in a choked voice, "I'm ugly."

After so long, I still can't let go.

Yu Shaoyun was silent for a while, and held her hand gently so that she could not touch the bandage.

"It's okay, it'll be fine."

Bai Weiwei: "You don't have to be so nice to me, I betrayed you, and I once thought about your death, it's all true."

Yu Shaoyun was silent for a while before sighing softly.

"Ok, I know."

After saying this, the corners of his mouth were raised.

"So treat me better in the future, or you'll be even more sorry for me."

Bai Weiwei seemed to be choked by him, and her mind got stuck for a while.

Finally she said, "What if I betray you again in the future?"

Yu Shaoyun asked casually, "What kind of betrayal?"

Bai Weiwei tried: "For example, strip your clothes, whip you or something."

Yu Shaoyun went quiet.

Bai Weiwei thought it was over.

But he felt the man behind him, got up carefully, and turned on the light.

He didn't know where to find the little whip she hid under the bed.

Under the lamp, a lazy and strange smile appeared on the man's calm and elegant face.

There is some beautiful evil charm.

"What do you mean by whipping the whip? Do you need me to... take off my clothes?"

Bai Weiwei: "..."

The strategy target was too active, and she couldn't hold it back.