A year older, the third master of Beijing circle kissed her to tears

Chapter 291 Hatefully Domineering

Zhuang Zhoucheng also looked at her with a sullen gaze and said in a cold voice:

"Not convinced?"

Huo Yan gritted his teeth and looked at him, motionless, with the dissatisfaction clearly written on his face.

"I'm not dissatisfied."

Huo Yan turned his back to Zhuang Zhoucheng.

Okay, crying.

She feels wronged because the mobile phone is too important to her.

If the nurse's recording wasn't in it, then it was broken and she could just buy a new one. But it contained the recording she had kept, and she needed it to prove her mother's murderer, and now it was broken.

She was already angry because she dropped her phone, and now she was scolded by Zhuang Zhoucheng with a cold face. It would be strange if she didn't feel aggrieved.

I was so angry that I squatted on the ground, holding my head and crying loudly.

I didn’t cry so easily before. After I met this man, how many times have I been made to cry by him?

"Shut up. If you want to cry, go outside and cry." Zhuang Zhoucheng said coldly, his face darkening.

How big of a deal?

Is this worth crying about?

Zhuang Zhoucheng was increasingly disliking some of Huo Yan's behavior. Why did he fall for such a little beast?

After making some changes, new problems appear. I keep making changes, but new problems keep appearing. When will it be good again?

Huo Yan was already feeling aggrieved, and after hearing what he said, she cried even harder.

But no matter how sadly she cried, she did not forget her situation. She was living under someone else's roof now, so how could she allow herself to be angry?

She raised her hands and wiped away her tears, crying and saying:

"Is it not allowed to cry? I'm just sad. I didn't mean to yell at you... I'm just very sad. Can't you understand me? Zhuang Zhoucheng, you are so heartless..."

He sniffed hard twice and wiped all his tears and snot onto his sleeves.

Then he stood up, his face flushed, sobbing.

After standing for a while, she leaned towards him:

"I'm sorry, don't be angry, I didn't mean to yell at you, I don't mean to blame you, I'm sorry..."

I grabbed his clothes and pulled them, feeling very aggrieved.

She clearly felt that he was wrong. He didn't call her downstairs, and he wasn't usually that mean to her. Would she rush downstairs when she heard him calling?

If she didn't run so fast, would her phone not have fallen?

I feel so aggrieved. This man is too arbitrary and domineering. He is so hateful.

No matter how shameless she was, she was still a human being. She had a heart and would be sad and heartbroken. But no matter how much her emotions fluctuated, she would eventually go along with him.

Huo Yan apologized while crying, then rubbed her wet face against him.

I don't know if it was intentional, I have mysophobia——

Zhuang Zhoucheng's body stiffened slightly, he lowered his eyes to look at her dark head and sighed silently.

He naturally folded his arms, gently hugged her, and said in a deep voice along her shoulders:

"Okay, stop crying. You're crying like this over such a small thing. What can I say to you?"

Zhuang Zhoucheng leaned down slightly and lifted Huo Yan up.

Zhuang Zhoucheng had a strong and sturdy body, so he lifted Huo Yan as easily as if he were carrying a chicken.

He walked towards the hall carrying the person in his arms, with Huo Yan hanging on him, leaving his other arm free.

Sitting on the sofa, Zhuang Zhoucheng said:

"Don't cry, okay? What's the big deal? Why are you so upset?"

She also knew how to admit her mistake, which made Zhuang Zhoucheng quite satisfied.

"But my phone is broken..."

Huo Yan was still holding the phone tightly in his hand, tears rolling down his cheeks.

She was crying like this, not just because of the broken phone. She was also crying because of him.

I felt wronged and was so angry that I cried.

"I'll buy you a new one, okay, huh?"

Zhuang Zhoucheng wiped the tears from her face with his big hands, one by one.

Huo Yan raised her hand and wiped it with her sleeve. Zhuang Zhoucheng saw her action and became annoyed again. He pulled a tissue to her and whispered:

"Clothes are for wiping your face, huh?"

He folded the tissue in half and placed it on her nose, whispering:

"blow."

Huo Yan blew hard and wiped it himself with a tissue.

He turned around and pulled out another one, wiped his face and nose, and then said:

"Different."

Zhuang Zhoucheng looked at her. Huo Yan was still sobbing a little, and then said, "I only want my own."

"If you like this style, then buy the same one." Zhuang Zhoucheng thought patiently.

He rubbed her face with his fingertips, pinched her face and spoke again.

"Can it be repaired?" Huo Yan asked.

Zhuang Zhoucheng was convinced, and rubbed her face hard in anger, saying:

"can."

Stubborn!

You don’t want a new one, you have to have this one, do you like it that much?

Huo Yan's exam is on the 9th, and there is still one day left. Huo Yan plans to practice for another day so that he can take the exam with full confidence tomorrow.

When Huo Yan woke up in the morning, he found a new mobile phone on the bedside table. It was a smart phone with a pink shell and a mobile phone pendant. Everything in the phone was already set up.

Huo Yan was holding his cell phone with a smile on his face.

Of course she was happy to have a new phone, because she had already thought about it last night and saved all the recordings, pictures, etc. on the memory card.

She just needed to take out the memory card, so she was happy.

Zhuang Zhoucheng put on his clothes and ran out, just as he was about to go out.

Huo Yan immediately called out to him:

"Zhuang Zhoucheng, Zhuang Zhoucheng...wait for me, wait a minute!"

Zhuang Zhoucheng stopped and looked at her sideways.

Seeing her quickly running downstairs, Zhuang Zhoucheng's face darkened and he said coldly:

"If you fall again, don't make a scene."

Huo Yan was stunned and stood there looking at him.

After a pause, she clutched her phone, walked down the stairs step by step, and then walked towards him and said:

"Thank you."

Yangyang mobile phone:

"This is very beautiful. I like it very much. Thank you."

Zhuang Zhoucheng raised his eyebrows slightly, just to say this?

"Are you okay?" Zhuang Zhoucheng asked back.

"It's okay." He scratched his hair and said:

"Actually, I just wanted to ask, where did you put my phone? I need the memory card inside."