Rebirth of the hidden marriage queen

Chapter 263 Don't Go, Okay?

Chu Yang stood at the door in a daze, his fingers gripping the door were slightly white, and his feet were as heavy as a thousand catties, and he couldn't move even half a cent.

A heart stabbed uncontrollably.

She took a sudden breath of cold air and grabbed the fabric of the collar with her fingers.

He was drunk and had a high fever?

His body was seriously injured not long ago, how long has it been since he actually didn't care about his physical condition, and got himself drunk?

A trace of anger flashed across Chu Yang's eyes, and she slowly clenched her fists.

Her reason had already drifted to the sky, she gritted her teeth fiercely, and walked towards Mo Han's room.

When the servants who were whispering saw Chu Yang approaching, they all closed their mouths and looked at Chu Yang with surprise in their eyes.

"Miss Ye, why did you come out?" One of the servants immediately greeted Chuyang with a smile on his face.

Chu Yang didn't look at her, but fixed his eyes on the closed door in front of him.

"Open the door, I'll go in..."

The servant hesitated for a moment, and another elbowed him.

"Hurry up and open it for Ms. Ye, Mr. Mo will definitely not drive Ms. Ye out..."

Chuyang lived in for two days, although Mr. Mo did not disclose her identity.

But Ye Chuyang was the first woman who could live in this villa.

Moreover, on the night of check-in, Mo Han asked Li Chong to tell them not to neglect Ms. Ye, and to meet all needs unconditionally.

Thinking of this, the servant hurriedly opened the door.

Chu Yang clenched his fist, took a deep breath, and stepped into the room.

No one knew how much courage she had used to step into his room, and this courage was mixed with too much pain and pain that ordinary people could not understand.

There was no light in the room, only the light from the corridor, which shone in.

Holding his breath, Chu Yang walked in slowly.

In the silent air, the strong smell of alcohol came to the nostrils.

Before she approached the bedroom, the man on the bed had already got up from the bed first, staggering around the room.

On the way, he kicked a trash can and hit the coffee table with a green teacup on it. With his impact, all of them fell to the ground the next moment.

Mo Han stepped on the debris with his bare feet.

Chu Yang exclaimed, ran over quickly, and grabbed his arm.

The temperature under his hands was scorching hot, making Chu Yang's fingers tremble slightly.

She bit her lip, her voice hoarse.

"The ground is full of debris, don't step on it..."

Mo Han stared at Chu Yang in a daze, his cheeks flushed abnormally, beads of sweat appeared on his broad forehead, his eyes were stained with confusion, and he stared at her in a daze.

After staring for a long time, the corners of his lips moved slightly, and he asked in a low voice, "Chuyang?"

"Well, don't move, what do you want, I will help you..."

"Water, I'm thirsty..." Mo Han smiled at her and whispered.

"Okay, you sit back on the bed first, and I'll pour water for you." Chu Yang supported him and sat back on the bed.

She was just about to turn around to pour water when suddenly his arms hugged her waist tightly.

His head was buried on her belly, rubbing gently, and said in a hoarse voice, "Don't go, okay?"

The scorching temperature pressed against Chu Yang's body, and his nose was filled with the smell of alcohol and his own.

Chuyang put his hand on his arm, trying to distance himself.

Mo Han hugged the arm around her waist without losing any strength. Instead, following Chu Yang's struggle, he hugged her closer and closer.

(End of this chapter)