(BL)(MTL)The villain is coming back strong [Quick wear]

Chapter 112

Chapter 112

    The cold wind blew the tattered door, and at the moment when the door was opened, the tiny fear crawled all over Zhao Xiaohua's body.

    Goosebumps came out of her skin one by one, and her trembling body was like a small flower swaying in the wind. As long as the wind was a little bigger, the flower would wither in an instant.

    Zhao Xiaohua is like an ostrich, thinking that if she hides her head and sees no danger, she will not be hurt.

    When Yun Lihan opened the door, what he saw was a girl who was shivering constantly wrapped in a torn quilt.

    In the silent night, Zhao Xiaohua's voice shaking her body was so obvious that Yun Lihan was stunned for a moment.

    9527's voice reminded at the right time, "Boss, why do I feel Zhao Xiaohua is afraid of something?"

    Yun Lihan replied, "Well, she knows someone is coming, and this person brings her great fear. "

    But it shouldn't be, who would come so late?"

    Yun Lihan narrowed his eyes slightly, and glanced at the quiet hall, "I'm afraid, it's someone from this family."

    "Hiss—" 9527 sucked in a breath, "Who, Zhao Xiaohua has always been an invisible person at home. Although she has to do a lot of work every day, no one should beat her like the original owner."

    Yun Lihan's deep eyes In the dark night, there was a sharp light in his eyes, "Perhaps, it's not ordinary beatings and scolding."

    Yun Lihan couldn't be more clear about how dirty people's hearts are and how low the bottom line is.

    In this village, the lives of girls are probably not as precious as a dog, let alone their personalities.

    Yun Lihan called out softly, "Xiaohua." The

    expected heavy breathing did not appear, nor did the big hand that made her feel sick. What fell in her ear was a clean and cold voice.

    And the owner of this voice comes from the only big brother who treats her like a human being.

    Zhao Xiaohua lifted the quilt covering her head with trembling hands, blinked her eyes for a long time, and then she could see the person in front of her. She said in disbelief, "Big brother?"

    "Well," Yun Lihan nodded at her. , said softly, "Don't be afraid."

    "Woo..."

    Maybe the person in front of me was too gentle, or maybe the night was too cold, or maybe it was an uneasy heart that finally found a harbor where it could dock.

    Zhao Xiaohua looked at Yun Lihan without blinking, and silently shed tears.

    She covered her mouth and tried to keep herself from making a sound, her whole body was shaking, and tears were gushing wantonly in her eyes.

    The girl's emotions were almost suppressed to the extreme, and the cry overflowing from between her fingers was as weak as a cat, almost inaudible.

    That's a habit of beating and scolding for many years, that is, I don't even dare to amplify my voice when I cry.

    For Zhao Xiaohua, crying has no effect except for more severe beatings and scolding. She has not cried for many years, even if it was the rough big hand of the person she should call her father that day. On her body, she did not cry.