Xiaobai breathed a sigh of relief and then sat down on the chair, his fingers trembling, and he carefully stroked his face gently.

The young man also had injuries on his face. She didn't dare to exert force when she moved, but just gently painted his outline, and she was already satisfied.

"Young Marshal..." She murmured, in an unbearable state of pain, she took the courage to lean down and trembled her lips and printed on his thin lips.

Bang.

The room is bright.

The person who was sleeping was already asleep opened his dark eyes and stared at her: "Yun Xiaobai, you are so brave!"

Xiaobai shivered, and his whole body stood up in an instant, his face turned red, and his eyes began to fade away after touching the young man's cold gaze.

"Young Marshal... I'm sorry... I didn't intentionally violate you..."

The young coach snorted coldly: "It's not intentional, it's intentional? Extraordinary sin! "

"No, no..." Xiaobai was so anxious that his mind was blurred: "I can't help myself... I'm sorry..."

"Can't help myself?" The young man chewed these two words playfully.

"I was wrong, Young Marshal, please hit me." Xiaobai's red and swollen eyes began to cry out again, and he drooped his head, not daring to raise his head to look at him.

The young man stroked his lips with one hand and gently stroked his fingertips, "Why kiss me?"

"I explained it just now." Xiaobai's head hung lowered.

"What is the reason why you can't help yourself?" The young man sneered: "You don't like me, but you kiss me again. Yun Xiaobai, the teacher has never taught you that girls should be clean and respectful and loving?!"

The last sentence is simply a humble drink.

Xiaobai's body trembled for a moment and cried, "No one doesn't like the young coach...I don't like it."

"Tell me clearly!"

Xiaobai clenched his lips tightly and said nothing.

The young man laughed sarcastically: "Yun Xiaobai, what are you? You don't like me and come to tease me from time to time. Who do you think you are? Get out of here!"

Xiaobai raised his head and looked at him with tears in his eyes: "I don't like you, no, never. Young man, don't be angry, I'll get out, don't be angry..."

After saying that, Xiaobai didn't even bother to wipe his tears, so he hurriedly ran out.

The young handsome man was so angry that his heart and lungs were hurt, and he roared: "You dare to take another step outside and try it!"

After roaring, he pulled the wound, making him grin and hurt.

Xiaobai hurried back, "Young Marshal, how can you feel? Sorry, it's all my fault. I won't make you angry again..."

"Heart hurts." After the young marshal said that, he closed his eyes.

I don't want to say more to her, and look at her more.

Xiaobai stood there dumbly. After a long time, her elm-wood head became enlightened: "Young Marshal, do you... still like me?"

The young coach didn't even want to snort. If possible, he wanted to jump up and twist her neck!

Xiaobai sat down by the bed, held his hand with courage, saying that she was selfish, and that she was fine in everything she was fine, and that she was going to do whatever she was going to do, she planned to live for herself once.

"Young Marshal, if you still like me now, can you not get engaged to Zhuang Rong?"

She licked her dry lips, "I can't seem to see you get engaged to her, it hurts so much here..."

She held the young man's hand, put it gently on her heart, and whispered: "I know I am very cowardly and not smart, and I often make you angry. But, I really don't like you...

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"That's what I like?" The young coach opened his eyes.
Chapter completed!