Come Back to Me

He turned around with a cold expression and didn't look at her from beginning to end, which made Elsa feel extraordinarily aggrieved. When he walked to the door, his mobile phone rang again. It sounded particularly harsh to Elsa. She couldn't bear it and rushed to grab his phone angrily.

At the last moment, he raised his arm and easily dodged her sneak attack. Elsa could only stand still and glare at him angrily. He stared at her face with his cold eyes and frowned, "What are you doing?"

Elsa looked at him hesitantly, but she still stammered, "I... I want... Yes, I want to use your phone. "

After glancing at her indifferently, without saying anything, he turned around and left. Elsa pulled him back anxiously and said domineeringly, "Show me your phone!"

"Why?" he asked, frowning. He said in the same tone as she usually did. Elsa glared at him angrily, and suddenly felt a burst of pain in the bottom of her heart. "You have a guilty conscience, right? You don't dare to let me see it!"

He raised his eyebrows, turned around and lowered his head. His tall body covered her head and said lightly, "I didn't do anything wrong. Why should I feel guilty?"

"Then, why don't you show me your phone?" She stared at him. Although her aura was a little inferior to his, she still said firmly. He frowned more tightly and said sarcastically, "Will you show me your phone?"

At first, he thought Elsa would refuse him, but to his surprise, she blurted out, "okay!" After saying that resolutely, she turned her head and ran upstairs quickly to get her phone. Looking at her back, the corners of his mouth twitched. Then he turned around and put his hand on the doorknob. When he was about to open the door, Elsa rushed downstairs, and then pulled him back overbearingly the moment he went out.

With a cold look on his face, he glanced at the phone in her hand. Elsa said childishly, "I'll show you my phone. Now I've brought it for you. But you have to show me too. "

he pushed away the phone in front of him and opened the door. Elsa looked at him in

and pulled him back. She began to fight for the phone in his hand

but also heartbroken. Grievance occupied her heart, and she desperately fought for the phone in his hand. But every time her hand touched his phone, he easily dodged it. So many times, she was stubborn and unwilling to accept it. After a few rounds of competition, she finally got his cell phone.

and hurt. She raised her angry eyes and asked,

at her

indifference made her feel more uncomfortable, as if she was pricked by a needle. She raised her eyes and stared at him. "You did it on purpose." with a frown, Elsa punched him in the chest and cried, "Who are you talking to? And you talked

a few inaudible sighs, he grabbed her small hands and pushed them away indifferently.

his cold breath hit her cheek. He said coldly, "There are many kinds of women, including underage women!" His implication was obvious, that was, I didn't

and her face stiffened. She looked up at him in astonishment and confusion. A few days ago, he was pestering her, shameless, and now he said so. It seemed that he was saying that

little cold, "Then who are you talking

replied in an indifferent tone, "Does it

around with other women? " Elsa asked angrily and Bob pushed her away impatiently. Then he turned around. Elsa, who was standing

disappear, Elsa shouted in anger, but he didn't seem to hear it. His heartless back disappeared from

she hadn't seen him for several days. In the past, he might be really busy, but she could see him even at

blood. He must have been in the flowering shrubs. What else did he say? How much he cared about her and liked her? Sure enough, men were all nonsense,