He turned on the light and walked straight toward the bed.

After walking a few steps, I saw a familiar figure curled up on the sofa. The delicate ball was curled up on the sofa, buried her head in the pillow, and her body was motionless, as if she was already asleep.

Si Ming was stunned. When he saw Amy sleeping on the sofa, a complicated look flashed in his eyes.

He couldn't help but look at the bed covered with burgundy sheets, and saw that the sheets were flat and could not be seen at all.

Obviously, Amy didn't lie on that bed for a moment.

She would rather sleep on the sofa than on the bed. Si Ming was a very meticulous person and quickly guessed what was probably because of it.

The complex look in my eyes became deeper.

He knew how chaotic his past life was, especially for a girl like her who grew up following the rules since childhood, it would be no exaggeration to say that she was slutty.

If Amy knew how many women he had in the past and how casual they treated their relationship, would she still think he was good and willing to continue to be with him?

He has always been proud and confident.

This time, I was a little uncertain.

The little thing is very simple, and the emotional world is even blank. He is completely from two worlds, as well as the one who has seen countless people.

He was afraid that his past would scare her and make her dissuasion.

But if she was really scared and gave up, would he be willing to let her go?

Si Ming slowly walked to the sofa, stood beside Amy, looked at her quietly for a while, and then sighed softly.

If he just let go of her like this, it would obviously not be his style of conduct.

It is impossible for him to let go of what he wants before he succeeds completely.

He is now very interested in her, and it is even more impossible for him to let her go.

Therefore, even if she had the intention of retreating, he would not let go openly, saying that he was domineering, strong, or unreasonable, he would have to decide her anyway.

The girl lay on her side, only half of her face was exposed to him.

A head of soft and bright black hair covered her cheeks, and part of the exposed skin was lightly radiant. She looked quiet and well-behaved while sleeping. Her eyelashes covered her eyes were slender and thick, and her curling curves were exactly the same as the Barbie doll he bought for Li Xiaoxing.

The girl's appearance is undoubtedly beautiful, and the pink and tender apple machine has the urge to take a bite.

Because I was young, even though my face was not decorated very much, I just put on a very light makeup, my face was still covered with collagen, as pink as a rose that had just bloomed.

Si Ming never thought that one day he would become interested in a girl who was so many years younger than him.

In his eyes, a girl like Amy is a little girl who has not completely taken off her childishness.

The type he dislikes most is the little girl.

Because once you get involved, it will be more troublesome. The little girl still has a beautiful imagination about love and is still at the age when she regards love very important. In comparison, she still prefers women who regard money more importantly.

A realistic woman will at least not cause any trouble to him.

It's easy to get started and it's easy to get rid of.

It's better than a little girl who wants to talk about love.

But no matter what he thought at the beginning, he should have provoked him or not.

Moreover, this time he took the initiative.

But the trouble he was willing to ask for was even if it really caused him trouble in the future, what's the matter?

At least, it was his willingness, he chose it himself.

Seeing that she was sleeping soundly, Si Ming couldn't bear to wake her up, so he bent down and carried her up with a light move.

He moved very lightly. When he picked her up, he was cautious, and he was afraid that he would wake her up by accident.

As soon as she was holding someone in her arms and about to carry her out, she saw the girl with her eyes closed in her arms moving her eyelids and slowly opened her eyes.

Si Ming paused.

He lowered his head, met the girl's misty eyes, and frowned slightly: "I woke you up?"

Amy just woke up and was a little confused.

He opened his eyes and stared at him with a sleepy expression for a few seconds before gradually coming to his senses: "Mr. Si, are you back?"

Si Ming was a little helpless and frowned and corrected her name: "Didn't you tell you, don't call me Mr. Si again?"

She seemed to be used to calling him like that, and she had corrected it several times, but she still didn't change her words.

Amy bit the corner of her lips gently, and said in a soft voice: "I, I forgot."

Si Ming didn't say much about this issue. He took a step forward and walked out of the room with Amy in his arms.

It was not until after I carried her to my bedroom that I gently placed her on the bed.

He asked knowingly, "Why did you run downstairs? I asked you to move here, not to let you sleep on the sofa. I just saw you nestling on the sofa pitifully, and I felt like a bad person and was abused by you."

Si Ming's bed is very big.

More than three meters wide.

Amy, who was petite, looked even more petite, sitting on his bed, she hugged her legs, buried her head in her knees, and after shrinking into a ball, she looked even more petite, like a kitten that had been bullied and wronged.

When the misty eyes showed a little grievance at him, Si Ming felt distressed.

I felt that I wanted to immediately carry her into my arms and comfort her.

Si Ming really did this.

He sat down beside the bed, reached out and grabbed Amy who had been curled into a ball into his arms, gently stroked her hair with one hand twice, and said softly: "What's wrong? Who bullies you? You just look so wronged?"

"Tell me, I'll vent your anger."

Amy bit the corner of her lips and raised her eyes. A layer of mist immediately spread in her eyes, her eyes were red, and she looked at him with grievance and sadness and anger.

Who bullied her?

Of course it was him.

When she thought of what the maid said, her heart hurt.

Looking at her little pitiful appearance, Si Ming's voice became softer and softer, and he became gentle for several degrees: "Hmm? Tell me, who bullied you? I was not happy when I left, why did I get unhappy when I came back? Is it because I just brought you out, so you are unhappy?"

Amy shook her head.

"It's not because of this? Why is that?" Si Ming seemed very patient. Without saying it, he asked over and over again.

Amy finally raised her head, and the pair of jealousy filled with grievances looked at him with some resentment: "If I tell the person who bullies me, will you vent my anger?"

"Well, of course. My people are not bullied by others at will."
Chapter completed!