Hearing his increasingly gloomy tone, Bi Xie quickly coaxed, "Ye, the police will deal with her. She won't be able to cause trouble for long. I'll be back soon. Just stay in your room and don't go out. If she keeps making a scene, report her for sexual harassment—"
Wei Zhaoye's lips curled up slightly, revealing a hint of wickedness. The room was dark, and a few rays of light from the distant neon lights fell on the man's face, flickering on and off. He chuckled softly, "Baby, you're such an innocent girl."
There are many things in the world that the police cannot solve.
However, if his girl wants to play, he's happy to oblige.
That night, Xu Ying slept on the sofa with a pale face.
Bi Xie deliberately locked the door when he went to sleep.
But somehow, even in the middle of the night, she was still held tightly in the man's arms.
Upon smelling the familiar, crisp scent, Bi Xie didn't even open his eyes, muttering, "Didn't I lock the door? How did you get in? I told you not to mess around, I'm so sleepy..."
In the stillness of the night, the bright moonlight streamed in through the window, its silvery glow reflecting on the man's eyes as if veiled in a mysterious silver gauze.
Wei Zhaoye reached out and grabbed Bi Xie's hand, then kissed it.
Bi Xie mumbled "Going to sleep," then pulled his hand out of his and casually placed it on the spot where Bi Xie's Adam's apple was.
It even scratched me gently a couple of times.
The girl's sweet, fragrant breath wafted around his ear, slightly damp and hot, slightly...itchy. Wei Zhaoye's Adam's apple bobbed, and he gasped for breath, a deep emotion churning within his eyes.
But just as that emotion was about to burst forth, he forcefully suppressed it. He gazed tenderly at the girl in his arms, lovingly kissing her forehead, eyes, and lips...
"Baby, I can't live without you anymore, what should I do?"
Bi Xie, who was fast asleep, naturally did not hear these words. When she woke up the next day, Wei Zhaoye was no longer beside her. She assumed that she had just had a dream.
I dreamt that Wei Zhaoye somehow unlocked the door and entered her room.
Bi Xie yawned as she went to open the door, but as soon as she twisted it, she froze.
She clearly remembered locking the door last night.
The door opened with a simple twist.
Xu Ying had already washed up in the bathroom. When she saw Bi Xie come out, she spat out her mouthwash and said, "Xiao Xie, I slept on your sofa last night, and now my back aches. I've never seen such hospitality from you. You won't let me sleep in your room when I come. Do you have some random man hiding in your room?"
"Yingzi, I'm sorry, I'm used to sleeping alone. I'm not used to having someone sleep with me, and I snore when I'm asleep. I was just afraid of disturbing you, wasn't I?" Bi Xie smiled awkwardly and glanced at the second bedroom.
Seeing her actions, Xu Ying turned away coldly: "He left early this morning. I was wondering why your roommate has such a strange personality? Yesterday I asked him to borrow a hairdryer, and he actually told me to get lost. Isn't that crazy?"
“Yingzi, he doesn’t like being disturbed. You’ll get used to it,” Bi Xie said while squeezing toothpaste.
"Whatever you get used to?" Xu Ying threw the disposable toothbrush into the trash can. "Xiao Xie, you live with him, he hasn't hit you, has he?"
"No, we don't usually communicate," Bi Xie lied through his teeth.
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