Very Romantic: The Vampire's Runaway Bride

Chapter 124 That Year, First Meeting 1
Hearing the sound of Helian Yicheng's footsteps coming out of the bathroom, Shen Yiyi pretended to close her eyes again. Before she could figure out how to face it, she would rather pretend that she was fainted.

It's a pity that this time, Helian Yicheng didn't intend to just forget about it. Helian Yicheng looked at the woman on the bed, and a smile appeared on the corner of her mouth. This girl, with such a stiff body, did he think he couldn't find that she was already dead? Are you awake yet?

Sitting gently on the bed, Helian Yicheng stared at the woman on the bed.

Her hair was spread thinly over her face, covering half of her face, and she approached slightly, trying to put those hairs back to their original position, but when she stretched out her hand just now, Shen Yiyi almost reflexively He opened his eyes, full of guard.

"You... what are you going to do?" Shen Yiyi's eyes were full of alertness, and she sat up with her hands propped up.

Helian Yicheng was dumbfounded, his hand stayed in mid-air in embarrassment.

"I'll take you back to City A tomorrow." Helian Yicheng withdrew his hand, and when he spoke again, his tone was already light, without a trace of emotion.

Shen Yiyi originally thought that this man would say something, but this man said lightly that he wanted to send her back, and Shen Yiyi felt a big unknown fire in her heart.

Almost without thinking, he picked up the pillow beside him and threw it at the man beside him, regardless of what kind of vampire he was, or whether he would bite his own neck off in anger.

"Helian Yicheng, you bastard, you know that you are a vampire, you don't know what you provoked me to do." Shen Yiyi's heart not only did not relax at all, but was full of hatred and entanglement.

Throwing the pillow at the man, tears of grievance flowed out, crying with a crying voice.

Sitting there, Helian Yicheng felt distressed in his heart. Her tears scalded her heart like a branding iron, causing his heart to constrict, and a pain spread to the deepest part of his heart.

"Don't cry." Helian Yicheng didn't know what to say, gently stretched out his hand, stroked the top of her hair, and said in a suppressed voice.

"Don't touch me, take your hand away." Shen Yiyi cried and yelled.

Hearing her roar, the man actually withdrew his hand, even stood up, and walked aside.

"stop……"

Helian Yicheng stopped and turned to look at the tearful woman.

(End of this chapter)