Chapter 7 Tyler Lee's Childish Behavior

Sophia lay straight on the bed, full of doubts.

What are you going to do this time?

Tyler Lee followed suit and laid down, his presence too strong to ignore. He commanded, "Hold me."

Hold your head.

Sophia silently moved to the side, but was forcibly grabbed back by him.

"You're such a troublesome little lunatic. You can't even understand what people are saying."

Tyler Lee said something disdainful, then he pushed her arms across the bed and rested his head on them. Then he curled up and lay on his side facing her, with one of his long legs directly across her body.

If you find it troublesome, don't hug me.

Looking at his wild and unrestrained posture like a child, Sophia was upset. This sleeping posture is really...

Was he still a little mentally retarded when his sister died ?

"Sister, my father came to see me today."

The man suddenly stared at her and spoke, his voice full of sarcasm and mockery, "He wants me to give him money for playing with women. Don't you think it's ridiculous? He wants his son to pay for playing with women."

He leaned against her and continued, "I'm still leaving a manor for him to shelter from the wind and rain. If he continues like this, I'll drive him out to beg for food, okay?"

He said this in such a relaxed tone, as if he was saying that if you can't finish eating the leeks today, just throw them away.

I play with women and still ask my son for money? What kind of family is this?

" When you left, I was only 9 years old and couldn't give you anything; now I'm 25 years old and have everything, but I still can't give you anything."

The man suddenly laughed bitterly, and his eyes became dim, no longer as frivolous and cold-blooded as before.

Sophia listened with a blank expression.

Although I don't know exactly what happened, it does sound regrettable.

It's a pity, but could you please not put so much pressure on her?

She felt like she was about to be crushed by these long legs.

“Sis, pat me like you did when we were kids,” the man ordered.

Sophia didn't move.

Tyler Lee simply reached back and grabbed her hand that was under his head and forced her to pat his back.

It must be poisonous.

Sophia was speechless, her hand was almost bent 180 degrees by him. Between breaking her arm and surrendering, she chose the latter, so she hugged his neck and patted his back mechanically.

His movements were heavy and mechanical, and not like that of a normal person.

I really want to beat him to death.

"That's good enough." Tyler Lee was quite satisfied with her performance and leaned closer to her.

She was wearing her sister's old skirt, which was made by steaming flower buds and had a faint fragrance that had a calming effect and was particularly pleasant to the touch.

He slowly closed his eyes.

Sophia slapped him again and again. It was the first time for her to sleep in the same bed with a man. His hot breath brushed against her neck, like a feather gently touching her neck, making her toes curl up in itchiness.

I don't know how long it took, but Tyler Lee fell silent.

She turned her eyes and looked at him secretly, and found that he had fallen asleep.

His hair was still half wet, his narrow eyes were tightly closed, one side of his handsome nose was shadowed, and his thin lips were tightly pursed.

He looks like a decent human being, but his mouth is full of blood when he opens his mouth. He also likes to hug mentally ill patients and reminisce about the past.

I really don't know whether to say he is a pervert or nostalgic.

Sophia's hands were sore from clapping, and when she saw that he was asleep, she stopped and tried to pull her hands away from his head.

As soon as she moved, the man's commanding voice suddenly exploded: "Keep clapping."

“…”

Sophia was in tears.

At this time, the flying white snow fluttered down, and the whole manor was covered with pure white. However, soon, this purity was broken.

Screams were heard everywhere.

A young and beautiful girl stood in the courtyard, her beautiful eyes filled with crazy murderous intent. She stabbed the fruit knife in her hand into the body of a person in maid clothes, and then pulled it out fiercely.