Chapter 1090 - Locked Him Down (1/2)

At that time, it was still snowing on Mount Amitabha, and she was holding a s...o...b..ll 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 s...o...b..a.l.l.s.

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 pa.s.sed 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 gla.s.s?” 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 s.h.i.+rt 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.

Baili Jiajue was seated in a lazy posture. He slowly lowered his head and pressed his fingers on his temples.