Chapter 1235

“Do I really not even get the say in this?

Can’t you say it’s not okay?

Why did you leave without a word?”

“You’re unwilling to say anything, keeping everything to yourself, not even giving me the chance to talk to you.”

“So you yield your left hand as you please, I never said I disagreed, I have no right to disagree, but why did you suddenly leave, why did you leave me all alone?

Wuu…”

“…” Are these words really meant for him, or are they to blame someone else?

He doesn’t understand the world of lovers, but can you please stop crying?

Seeing her cry…

it seems his mood is genuinely not that great.

“I was just going back to get the gaming console.”

“Then why didn’t you let me know?

I thought you were angry, I thought you were never coming back.”

Baili Xia glared at him, fuming: “Why are you all like this?

What’s the use of having a mouth if not to talk?

Is it only for eating?

Can’t you speak like a human being?”

“You say nothing, and leave others to guess everything, do you know how hard it is to keep guessing?”

“…” Mu Xiaoyao still feels somewhat helpless.

Tonight, is he being made a scapegoat?

“I’m sorry, from now on, I’ll try to inform you before I do anything, is that okay?” Before he knew it, his voice was much more gentle than usual.

But Baili Xia was still not satisfied: “I’m not anybody to you, why do you need to explain yourself to me?

I couldn’t care less!”

“…” Mu Xiaoyao realized that it’s really impossible to reason with a woman, especially one who is being emotional.

The only thing to do is agree with whatever she says.

That’s the right approach.

“Don’t cry anymore, from now on, I’ll listen to you, is that alright?”

“Will you let me win?” She took hold of his sleeve, wiping the tears from her cheeks.

“I’ll let you win.” He had already said he would let her, it was her own wild thoughts.

“I want the right hand, too.” She was pushing her luck.

“Okay.” It’s not just the right hand, even if he had to yield both hands, it wouldn’t matter, as long as she stops crying.

A woman’s tears are really troublesome, but also…

inexplicably heart-wrenching.

“If you lose, you must do twenty push-ups as a penalty.”

“Okay.”

“If I lose, I don’t have to do it.”

“Okay.” She had injured her foot, he wouldn’t dare penalize her.

“No, the person who loses doesn’t have to do push-ups, the loser has to drink as a penalty.” Baili Xia changed her mind on the spot again.

“You’re injured, you’re not allowed to drink today.”

“Then if I lose, Brother drinks, and if Brother loses, you still drink.”

“…”

…His tolerance for alcohol is poor, very poor, so if he loses, he just drinks a little bit.

That’s why, during the game, he tried to draw out the battle, not letting the game end too quickly.

Because whether he loses or she loses, as soon as a round of the game is over, he has to drink again.

But this girl doesn’t know that, even just using one hand, he still controls the progress of the whole game.

Is her life the same way, no matter if she wins or loses, that others have to make the decisions?

Uncle…

In the end, the girl still stubbornly drank a few sips of alcohol.

After that, she fell asleep on his arm, sound asleep.

Not because of the alcohol, but because she’s emotionally exhausted, and very, very tired.

During the intense competition, she played and then drifted off to sleep like that.

Setting the game to silent mode, Mu Xiaoyao threw aside the controller.

Just as he was about to help her lie down, as soon as he moved, her body suddenly slid down his arm.

This time, she fell asleep directly on his lap.

Even in her sleep, she reached out and hugged his thigh.