At that time, it was still snowing on Mount Amitabha, and she was holding a snowball in her hand, and all wrapped up like a silly white bear. She looked at him, and her beautiful black eyes were filled with obvious stubbornness, as well as naivety!
After she finished looking at him, she started making strange patterns in the snow with her feet, and didn’t talk to anybody.
At other times, she would step on the snow with all her might. Although she was very cute like that, there was something about her that would make others feel unhappy.
He had always liked soft things, but she was different. She always did things that gave him a headache, including throwing buns repeatedly at him, but her eyes were so clear that he could not ignore them.
Therefore, whenever she appeared, she would always attract him at the first moment.
Among all the novice monks in Buddhism, only she dared to not read scriptures and just played with snowballs.
He originally only meant to rear her.
Back when he went to Elder Yue’s place to tie her up with red string, his goal was to make her eyes only look at him.
He particularly wanted to make her clear eyes tinged with pain.
That would be interesting, right?
But later, when he held her in his arms, he didn’t know why, but he was actually so satisfied.
It was as if as long as she lay in his arms, everything else was not so important.
So, he tolerated some of the taunts from the Buddhists.
As time passed by, he no longer dreamt of breaking her hands, but would dream of pressing her hard against the bed and doing something even more outrageous…for example, kissing her hard, hugging her, making her face appear happy, or even cry, making her hug him and beg for mercy.
This kind of dream was like a vine twining around the tip of his heart. The more it twined, the tighter it became, and he fell deeper and deeper into such thoughts.
The excuse of raising her was no longer tenable.
He thought that she wasn’t that important.
But in reality, every time he heard that she was going to water that Bodhi again, he wished he could lock her up, so that she couldn’t go anywhere.
Therefore, the feeling of not being able to touch her now already pushed Baili Jiajue’s tolerance to the extreme.
“Another glass?” Helian Weiwei narrowed her eyes and looked at him with a faint smile.
After drinking, her voice always became pleasant to hear, like a feather gently tickling the bottom of his heart.
That pair of beautiful eyes seemed to be covered with a layer of vapor from drinking, her lips were slightly opened and her untied hair hung down to cover her forehead. Her chestnut black hair seemed to have become soft under the warm yellow light.
And then she had that oversized white shirt on her body… it only made him want to fiercely hug her!
Baili Jiajue’s usual cold and indifferent eyes were slowly filled with a trace of craziness that had never been seen before.
But Helian Weiwei was obsessed with getting him drunk and did not notice this. She was only concerned about whether the wine in his cup had decreased.
Qing Long had told her that three cups would make Baili Jiajue drunk. Why wasn’t anything happening yet?
Baili Jiajue swirled the goblet in his hand. Although he was now in a smaller form, his movements were still as elegant as before.
When he was almost done with the second cup, he stretched out his hand and used his slender fingers to lightly support his forehead, as if he was about to get drunk.
Helian Weiwei noticed this and calmly sipped a mouthful of red wine. “Do you feel uncomfortable?”
“I’m alright.”
The two of them were already sitting on the sofa, and beside them was a large French window.
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Baili Jiajue was seated in a lazy posture. He slowly lowered his head and pressed his fingers on his temples.
That pair of long and narrow eyes then closed, and his thick eyelashes cast a beautiful shadow.
Helian Weiwei’s eyes lit up. She thought to herself that it was finally working. She smiled and began to pour a third glass of wine for His Highness.
Then she realized that her overjoyed expression was too obvious, so she quickly reverted to a caring tone of voice. “Since you’re not feeling well, finish this glass and go to bed early.”
Helian Weiwei felt that what she did this time was very perfect. After all, His Highness listened to her words and lightly smiled and said “Okay” to her.
She had no idea that her sly and scheming expression had been captured by Baili Jiajue’s eyes earlier.
The taste of red wine mixed with baijiu was indeed very strong.
Especially after drinking it in one gulp.
Helian Weiwei smacked her mouth, then looked towards Baili Jiajue.
At first, she wasn’t sure if he was already drunk.
Then Baili Jiajue stood up and swayed for a while. His face still carried a perfect smile, but his footsteps were somewhat unsteady.
Only then did Helian Weiwei completely believe Qing Long’s words. She also stood up and with a strong push, she pressed the man into the soft sofa.
Although that sofa was for one person, it was very big.
Therefore, Helian Weiwei’s actions wouldn’t have any effect.
She didn’t give the man a chance to react.
There was a loud clicking sound!
The ice-cold handcuffs locked around his right hand, handcuffing him to the sofa.
Baili Jiajue really didn’t think that she would use such a prop like handcuffs. His brows were raised for a moment and his deep eyes looked straight at Helian Weiwei. “What is this for?”
“Don’t look at me like that.” Helian Weiwei felt that she had to defend herself. “It’s all because you’ve been too abnormal these two days, that’s why I’m doing this. ” She paused very seriously for a moment before saying, “Don’t worry, I’m not trying to bed you.”
There was a smile on Baili Jiajue’s lips until he heard that last sentence.
He thought that she went through so much trouble because she wanted to do something to him.
This was very far from what he had originally imagined.
It was still not enough.
Just doing this was still not enough!
Helian Weiwei also became aware of the coldness emanating from the man’s body. Her suspicions had been confirmed. Her heart felt like it had been stung by something, and the pain was very obvious.
She pressed down on him and gripped his wrist tightly, but her voice was quiet now. “If you want to go separate ways now, it’s fine with me.”
Separate ways?
Baili Jiajue was shocked. He had not expected her to say such a thing. Besides the anger of being offended, there was another emotion in his eyes. “What did you say?”
Helian Weiwei pinched her palm again and again. After so many years of being together, she even had a feeling that they were already connected by blood and flesh. She didn’t want to go separate ways from him, but there was nothing else she could do. There were some things that couldn’t be undone.
“I said, It’s okay if you want to go separate ways now.” Helian Weiwei looked at him. “I heard the conversation between you and Elder Yue that day. In fact, you already knew the way to make me grow up, but you never thought to tell me, right?”
Baili Jiajue did not deny it.
And this silence made Helian Weiwei’s heart sink. “You just wanted to rear a phoenix from the time it was little, right? When you first approached me, you were thinking about this, right? If that’s the case, it’s better for us to go separate ways.”
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