Substitute Sweet Wife: Han Shao has deep routines

Lin Xia didn't want to answer Han Yuyang's question, but Han Yuyang seemed to be getting into trouble with this question. No matter how Lin Xia opened the topic, Han Yuyang would just ask why?The question was sincere and serious, and the question... In short, it was the expression of not giving up until the answer was obtained.

"I said that you are drunk, can you calm down? I didn't see that I didn't want to answer this question, so ask me to scratch you to death." Lin Xia threatened with teeth and claws.

"why?"

Lin Xia took a deep breath, slapped Han Yuyang on the head again, gritted his teeth and said, "Fuck you!"

Han Yuyang finally calmed down, Lin Xia got up first to dry himself and change his clothes, and then came to help Han Yuyang take a bath and change clothes, Han Yuyang behaved like a doll throughout the whole process, no matter what Lin Xia did, he was not angry or resisted.

"You're honest when you're drunk. That's fine. Miss Ben, I've been tired all day. I can finally sleep. Go inside and make room for me."

After finally stuffing Han Yuyang into the bed, Lin Xia was already so tired that he just wanted to fall asleep soundly. Seeing that Han Yuyang didn’t move, she looked at him cutely, with an expression of eagerness for knowledge, and couldn’t help but move her fingers forward. He pinched his handsome face a few times.

Han Yuyang grabbed her wrist, grimacing, "It hurts!"

Lin Xia: ... Lying on the grass, this man is usually tall enough to be a foul, but now he has such a bad reaction, it's almost making her face bloody, okay?

"Cough cough!" Coughing twice in disguise, Lin Xia didn't bother with the drunk Meng Shao anymore, lifted the quilt and got in, turned over, remembered Han Yuyang's old cold legs, and asked again: "Your legs Does it hurt now?"

Han Yuyang shook his head, Lin Xia was relieved.

"Then go to bed quickly."

Close your eyes, sniffing the breath that belongs to a man, Lin Xia blinked his eyes, his heart was surprisingly calm, he closed his eyes slowly, within a few minutes Lin Xia opened his eyes again and sat up, seeing Han Yuyang did not Sleeping, staring at the ceiling in a daze, the cute and cute expression made Lin Xia laugh out loud.

After laughing, his expression became serious again. Han Yuyang liked Mu Wanqing. Lin Xia knew about it a long time ago, but, did Han Yuyang know what Mu Wanqing did behind his back?

In essence, she can no longer participate in Han Yuyang's love story, nor does she want to participate, but thinking of what Mu Wanqing has done, Lin Xia feels that Han Yuyang is worthless.

Beauty is in the eyes of the beholder. In Lin Xia's opinion, Han Yuyang should be loved by a better woman and be with him for a lifetime, not Mu Wanqing's kind of duplicity in order to steal other people's ideas.

Even if Mu Wanqing is now successful, quick-witted, and worthy of the title of Light of Anime, this cannot erase the fact that she once stepped on Xue Qi's position.

As someone who has broken through in the literary circle, Lin Xia has a deep understanding of what kind of crime this is.

"What are you thinking?"

Han Yuyang's voice came from next to his ear, very calm, without domineering disdain, nor anger with malicious words.

Lin Xia raised her eyelids and glanced at him, feeling that she was starting to be mean again, and wanted to worry about Han Yuyang's love story, sighed softly in her heart, and suddenly had the idea to tell Han Yuyang.

"When I was a child, I actually liked playing in the water before I was eight years old. I learned to swim when I was five years old. My swimming skills are still very good. Sister... With her superb comprehension, my friends who are the same age can swim in the water. Can't catch up with me, it's just later..."

Lin Xia's eyes darkened, and he squinted at Han Yuyang, seeing that he was indeed listening carefully, with a very serious expression, and continued: "When he was eight years old, Lin Zhonghe did something, he took Lin Yue and the others home , and wanted to force my mother to divorce. I was very angry at the time and tried my best to stop it. Of course, how could such a small carrot like me prevent such a big thing."

Lin Xia sneered. When I was a child, I always thought that I could do anything. Think about how naive I was back then.

"After a quarrel, my father lost his mind in anger and pushed me into the swimming pool. His strength was so strong that I couldn't break free no matter how hard I struggled. I just remember that the water was so cold that day, and it choked my internal organs. It was all water, I couldn't breathe, I couldn't do anything except struggle, and for the first time I felt the shadow of death hanging over me, and I was terrified."

One hand held Lin Xia's cold and trembling hand. It was Han Yuyang's hand. Lin Xia, who was wrapped in horrible memories, subconsciously clenched that hand.

"It's hard to imagine. The first horror of death in my life came from my father. I was rescued by a passer-by when I was in a daze. I sat on the ground and cried loudly. Asked why Dad did this, no one paid attention to me, only I was like a clown, and then I suddenly understood one thing, Lin Zhonghe really wanted to drown me at that time."

Han Yuyang's pupils shrank, and he couldn't help wrapping his arms around Lin Xia's waist. As the proud son of heaven, it was difficult for him to experience the life of ordinary people who live in daily necessities, rice, oil, salt, soy sauce, vinegar and tea. When he first met this woman, she was a ray of light, and she didn't care much about anything. Care, always put on a smiling face, agile and compelling, as if nothing in this world can break her down.

Han Yuyang has explored Lin Xia's past, and heard some not-so-good pasts from her words, but what Lin Xia said this time still shocked Han Yuyang.

Almost being drowned by his own father, this kind of thing is creepy just thinking about it, no wonder Lin Xia will have a psychological shadow on swimming pools and other places.

"You're not dead, you're still alive and well." Han Yuyang said seriously.

Lin Xia almost didn't laugh out loud, Han Yuyang really dared to say it, rolled his eyes, and said: "When you comfort people, can you have a little bit of technical content? If it's not that I am an artist, I would Absolutely can't feel it, 5000 years of history, you just think of such a small vocabulary, your Chinese is taught by a physical education teacher?"

Han Yuyang tilted his head and continued to say, "Don't be afraid, I will pull you up later."

"...Barely, you have passed." Lin Xia turned around quickly, concealing the complicated emotions in her eyes, and suddenly turned her head and asked: "You are so obedient now, you won't refuse when I ask you."

Han Yuyang nodded, and Lin Xia became interested, "Exchange one secret for another, and say, why do you suffer from the disease of old cold legs so well aware of the sufferings of the world, it's totally unreasonable."

Han Yuyang didn't answer the question, but yawned, expressing that he wanted to sleep.

Unexpectedly, both he and Lin Xia had a past that couldn't get around the swimming pool, and both left irreparable pain, what a strange fate.

"Stop pretending to be asleep. Seeing you like this is the rhythm of insomnia. Say, how did you get your old cold legs?"