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Chapter 43 Persecution
Chu Hanyan would rather be alone, leaning on the wall, than let Zhao Wuyou help him.

When her mother touched her, for her, the physical pain was far less than the spiritual pain.

For decades, the paths she walked were all requested by her mother. She wanted to live for herself, even if it was just a simple day, a simple thing.

Her life is only a few decades, why her friends can go to many places and experience different customs, but she lives like a canary in a cage.

Zhao Wuyou walked behind her, carefully following her steps, lest she accidentally fall to the ground.

"Han Yan, let me hold you by the arm... I... I feel uncomfortable when you look like this."

Zhao Wuyou was quite aggrieved, and mustered up the courage to approach Chu Hanyan, but the hand he extended was quickly slapped away by Chu Hanyan.

"Zhao Wuyou, we've only known each other for a day, do you really like me? Don't pester me, are you really willing to spend your whole life with someone like me..."

She stopped suddenly, her brows were full of disappointment, she looked at the lonely moon in the night sky speechless, she didn't know what she thought of, Chu Hanyan was briefly absent-minded.

She shook her head and smiled self-deprecatingly,

"I'm in such a state of embarrassment... Heh, it's no wonder you would, you're looking at me as a joke..."

"No... I'm just afraid that you'll fall... I'll send you to your residence, and I'll leave as you wish, okay..."

Zhao Wuyou tried to help Chu Hanyan up again, this time, she did not refuse, but just stared blankly at the ground, her eyes were red and swollen, it turned out that she was crying silently.

He picked up the handkerchief, gently tried to wipe away the tears for Chu Hanyan, stroked her cheek tenderly, and leaned her head in his arms.

Chu Hanyan didn't resist anymore, like an obedient baby.

The focus in his eyes was brought back to the original place, Chu Hanyan stared at Zhao Wuyou's side face in a daze, the man seemed to notice his gaze, his little face flushed.

The two walked forward supporting each other, and Chu Hanyan noticed that the shadows under the moonlight overlapped together, twinkling and twinkling, which was the feeling of companionship.

"Lie down, take off your clothes first, it's dirty... Let me wipe it for you."

Chu Hanyan was stunned for a moment, Zhao Wuyou's face was like a ripe red apple, very attractive.

He seemed to be hesitant, but finally made up his mind, summoned up the courage to help her take off her coat and shoes, and finally covered her with the quilt.

"I'm leaving, Hanyan. I hope that when I see you tomorrow, you will be happier..." Zhao Wuyou carefully blew out the candle, and slowly closed the door.

It wasn't until she lay down on the bed for a while that Chu Hanyan came to her senses. Before she knew it, she focused on the man beside her along the way.

Even though he didn't care about it on the surface, he looked calm and calm.

This is the first time she has intimate contact with the opposite sex, and she needs to use words and body movements to conceal her panic.

"This is... his handkerchief?" Chu Hanyan noticed the handkerchief on the bedside, it seemed that Zhao Wuyou put it on it after wiping her.

She picked up the handkerchief, put it in front of her nose, sniffed it, and put it back carefully.

As the dawn sun shone, Chu Hanyan opened his eyes in mist, his whole body was sore, and he turned over uncomfortably.

The door opened, and a figure came in with toiletries. Chu Hanyan washed up as usual.

She suddenly felt something was wrong, and at first her head was muddled.

Wait, she suddenly remembered what happened last night, hiss, the person who just came in with a water basin was not a servant of the Chu family, but Zhao Wuyou.

The door opened again, and Zhao Wuyou came in with a breakfast.

"Han Yan... I don't know what you like to eat in the morning, so I made a lotus seed porridge, let's eat some." Zhao Wuyou put down the porridge, stood to one side, clasped his hands tightly, and looked forward to the porridge. look at her.

Chu Hanyan glanced at him coldly, "I don't like porridge, throw it away!"

Chu Hanyan's sudden cold attitude startled Zhao Wuyou, he was at a loss for what to do, and stood there tremblingly, not daring to look at Chu Hanyan more.

She picked up the porridge and slammed it to the ground.

"You are not allowed to enter my room casually in the future, do you understand?"

"Hmm..." Zhao Wuyou hummed softly, and quickly put away the broken bowl.

"Hiss...it hurts..." His hand suddenly retracted, and a trace of bright red blood flowed out, which turned out to be scratched by the sharp bowl.

Zhao Wuyou didn't say much, she shed a tear, and ran out quickly after cleaning up,

Chu Hanyan just watched this scene coldly.

"Worriless, did Hanyan make things difficult for you!"

Chu Changgu's voice came from outside the house.

Chu Hanyan was subconsciously concentrating. Maybe it was Chu Changgu who asked him to deliver the food. I bullied him and ran out just now. He wouldn't complain to his mother.

"No auntie, I accidentally knocked out the bowl just now, and I was going to the kitchen to exchange for Han Yan..."

Zhao Wuyou's gentle sang voice came from outside the house, Chu Hanyan didn't let out a sigh of relief, but felt like a stone was added to his heart, and he panicked.

"Zhao Wuyou, come here later..." She suddenly shouted to the outside, wondering if the man heard it.

really,

Not disappointing her, there was a knock on the door.

Zhao Wuyou was holding a new breakfast, and he didn't dare to look at him, but asked in a low voice,

"This is the breakfast made by the housekeeper, no...not porridge, can I come in..."

"come in……"

Chu Hanyan stared at Zhao Wuyou, who was busy serving food, with his detached temperament, slender figure, and alluring face, he pulled him over, and supported the wall with the other hand, sandwiching him in the middle.

"Han...Hanyan, what...what's the matter..." Zhao Wuyou's tone was trembling, he didn't dare to look at Chu Han at all, he lowered his head, his face turned red and pale for a while.

Chu Hanyan sniffed obsessively, "Why didn't you tell my mother just now that I threw the bowl on the ground, do you think I will be grateful to you, hypocrisy!"

"I just don't want to make my aunt angry."

"Look up...look at me..."

"I..." Zhao Wuyou raised his head.

Chu Hanyan was startled, what kind of eyes they were.

Clear, bright, pure, without a trace of impurities, looking at it seems to be able to see the deepest thoughts in his heart.

Chu Hanyan took a deep breath, supported Zhao Wuyou's arm, and couldn't help kissing his lips.

"No...don't...you promised not to touch me...uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu"

The person in his arms kept trembling, saying no, but his body was very honest, after just one kiss, he collapsed like mud.

Is such a sensitive man really the kind of watery man...

(End of this chapter)