Chapter 147 What I Want Is Alone
Han Xiaduo fell to the ground, pressing her ankles, the fine beads of sweat on her brows slowly gathered on her chin, shining crystal clear under the soft light.

If she was a white swan active on the clouds just now, then at this moment, she landed from the clouds. Although she can't soar, she has a weak beauty that I still feel sorry for.

Especially the blue mandala tattoo on her ankle, so enchanting and eye-catching.

And her cold gaze that seemed to be quenched by poison, Tang Mowan's nerves felt like being stung by a wasp needle as soon as Tang Mowan met her.

Han Xiaduo lightly shifted her eyes to Fu Shaoqian, with the pain still on her face, and slowly raised her slender arms to Fu Shaoqian: "Shaoqian, I can't get up, my feet hurt so much, please help me."

Fu Shaoqian's brows and eyes were cold, his facial features were good-looking but stern, and he seemed to turn a deaf ear to Han Xiaduo's plea, who was lying on the ground.

Han Xiaduo smiled lightly, but she was not in a hurry. She stared at Fu Shaoqian, and a smile like clear water gradually rose from the corner of her mouth: "Why, is it true that I only see the newcomers laughing but not the old ones crying? Now I don't even want to help me gone?"

Tang Mowan watched the undercurrent between them, but saw that Fu Shaoqian's eyes were calm, and he couldn't find the slightest pity in his eyes. Han Xiaduo still maintained a gesture of asking for help, especially the sentence that only saw the newcomers laughing but did not hear the old ones. Crying made Tang Mowan feel quite uncomfortable.

Who is new and who is old.

Before they could speak, she walked over and pulled Han Xiaduo with both hands, forcefully pulling him up from the ground.

But Han Xiaduo was born taller than her, and although she didn't weigh much, she was sitting on the ground after all. When Tang Mowan pulled Shengsheng up, she didn't grasp the strength well, and she staggered back a step, and was about to hit On the makeup cabinet behind her.

At this time, the man who had been quiet all this time rushed forward and put his arms around Tang Mowan's waist, just in time to hold her in his arms, blocking her tendency to retreat.

And Han Xiaduo was not so lucky, because it was a sudden force that made her defenseless, but the force disappeared halfway, and she had no time to think of a countermeasure, and fell to the ground again, her buttocks on the ground, The pose is quite indecent!

Leaning in Fu Shaoqian's arms, Tang Mowan gasped as she watched Han Xiaduo fall to the ground in embarrassment.

Han Xiaduo gritted her teeth, her cold eyes could almost burn through people.

Tang Mowan hurried over to help her again, but as soon as she stretched out her hand, Han Xiaduo coldly slapped her away: "Don't touch me."

"Xia Duo." Fu Shaoqian came over and pulled Tang Mowan back to prevent Han Xiaduo from making any more drastic moves. He looked down at her without any emotion, and his eyes were dark and bottomless. But seeing if she really couldn't stand up, she still reached out to help her out of basic courtesy.

Unexpectedly, Han Xiaduo did not let go after standing up, but directly snuggled into Fu Shaoqian's arms, frowning: "It seems that I really sprained my ankle, and the old disease has recurred."

Fu Shaoqian looked at the pair of slender and slender hands on his shirt sleeves, frowned, and wanted to pull her away, but she clenched even tighter: "Can you take me back to the room first? I want to take a shower and change my body." clothing."

Tang Mowan looked at Han Xiaduo's affectionate posture leaning against Fu Shaoqian's arms, how could she not be jealous.

Fortunately, Fu Shaoqian really pushed her out of his arms in the next second, and called Tang Mowan: "You help Miss Han to the living room, and I'll go find the medicine box."

His tone was blunt, like an unquestionable order

Tang Mowan quickly supported the body that Fu Shaoqian pushed over. This time, even though he staggered, he managed to hold on.

He pulled away and left, and the reassuring male body temperature disappeared instantly. Han Xiaduo felt lost for a moment, but she looked at Tang Mowan, her eyes were cold and stern, and she was disgusted by Tang Mowan's approaching, and her tone was a bit harsh: "Don't touch me, Touching me with hands like that makes me sick."

Tang Mowan turned pale.

Han Xiaduo supported the chair next to her, but still stood still on one foot, her slightly raised jaw revealed a noble indifference, her eyes were like sharp swords, her tone was weak, and the corner of her mouth had a faint smile, and the huge floor-to-ceiling mirrors around her Reflecting their figures from all angles, she looked at the softly lit dressing room, with nostalgia and a little pride in her eyes: "If I were you, I would obediently disappear when I saw the mistress of this house come back. Instead of waiting for people to chase and be humiliated."

The words "hostess" deeply stimulated Tang Mowan's heart. His heart sank gradually, and the fingers hanging by his side clenched into fists, but he still looked at her without any flinching: "You Saying that the hostess is the hostess? Has the hostess admitted it?"

Han Xiaduo looked at her, not surprised at what Tang Mowan said, but deeply sympathetic: "The ignorant is fearless, little girl, how old are you this year? Why do you think I can stand here today? To be honest It's okay to tell you, this villa was originally built by Shaoqian's grandfather as a wedding gift for us, and this dressing room was specially designed according to my requirements."

Looking around the entire dressing room, the worldly face covered by exquisite makeup was deeply moved: "Here, there are memories shared by Shaoqian and I, and you are just a shameless covet while the mistress is out." The mistress of the host, do you understand?"

Tang Mowan's face suddenly lost all color.

When Han Xiaduo heard Fu Shaoqian's footsteps, she put away her arrogant smile and replaced it with a sympathetic expression: "I've already packed the things in the room on the fourth floor for you. Doves occupy the magpie's nest. Do you want to put the things away?" It has returned to Zhao in its entirety."

Jiu occupies the magpie's nest, she goes to Jiu, is Han Xiaduo a magpie?
When Fu Shaoqian came in, Han Xiaduo frowned and sat on the chair covering her ankle, with a delicate and beautiful face.

Tang Mowan stood aside in a daze. Fu Shaoqian put the medicine box beside Han Xiaduo, but he first cared about Tang Mowan: "It's okay."

"No, it's nothing." Tang Mowan slowly showed a reassuring smile, and suddenly felt that the atmosphere in the room was very oppressive, "Look at Miss Han first, I'll go outside for a drink of water."

She walked out quickly.

Fu Shaoqian wanted to chase him out, but someone clenched his wrist with the watch. Han Xiaduo looked at him helplessly and in pain: "Shaoqian, can you take a look for me first? I'm really in pain."

Staring at her fair ankle with the blue mandala tattoo, Fu Shaoqian couldn't leave no matter what.

He squatted down silently, pinched her ankle, she groaned, her face turned pale, and she cried weakly: "Shaoqian, take it easy, take it easy, it hurts."

The ankle was swollen, but it didn't hurt her tendons or bones. It should just be a relapse of an ordinary old disease. He found the medicated oil and poured it into the palm of his hand, and rubbed it vigorously for her.

Han Xiaduo lowered her head and looked at his sharp and deep facial features, as well as his gentle movements. It seemed that all the resentment in the past had been redeemed at this moment, her eyes softened, and her tone softened unconsciously: "Shaoqian, do you know that I During my two years abroad, what I miss the most is when you help me rub my feet like this, whenever the pain in the performance is unbearable, you are the one who supported me all the way through."

Tang Mowan quietly hid behind the door, watching Fu Shaoqian's wheat-colored arms almost intertwined with Han Xiaduo's fair ankles, the strong visual impact on her, especially Han Xiaduo's emotional narration, made her feel like Needle sticks.

Fu Shaoqian lowered his head, did not speak, and silently completed the movement of his hand, then raised his head to meet her eyes: "Xia Duo, I owe you this, and I have a duty to do so, but there are some things I still have to tell you Clearly, our two-year agreement may not be fulfilled by me."

"Why? Just because of that bratty girl outside?" Han Xiaduo took a quick glance at the hotel buffet last time, but now, she has looked at Tang Mowan from head to toe. She really doesn't think, what's so good about such a little girl It is worthy of Fu Shaoqian's attention, "Is it because she is young? Her feet are not lame? Shaoqian, do you despise me?"

"It has nothing to do with your feet." Fu Shaoqian frowned, but also seemed helpless, "Your feet are because I made me like this, I have no reason to dislike you, no matter what difficulties you have in the future, I can help you, but ,I now……"

His words were suddenly interrupted by her: "Shaoqian, I don't want to say harsh words to irritate each other, but my feet are already like this, my life has been ruined, and you know it's because of you, you Can you continue to say such irresponsible words? Before you make such a decision, have you thought about my feelings and my future? Now, who else would want me? "

Fu Shaoqian was silent for a while, and promised: "I will do my best to make you stand up again."

"Hehe, hehe." Han Xiaduo's mournful laughter came from the bottom of her throat, "Do you think that I have performed with the troupe all over the world in the past two years, and I have not gone to many places? I have visited the best famous doctors in the world , they all sentenced me to death, do you think it’s still possible?”

Fu Shaoqian was silent.

Han Xiaduo took his hand and said in a serious and sincere tone: "Shaoqian, I don't want to force you with this matter, but when things have reached this point, you should understand that Tang Mowan is no matter what on yours."

"Xia Duo, what I want is a person, not a beautiful identity." Fu Shaoqian withdrew his hand coldly, frowning barely visible, with a distant but extremely firm expression, "Take a rest first, I'll go out and have a look .”

His pace of leaving was not in a hurry, not as calm as he thought.

Walking into the living room, seeing Tang Mowan still sitting on the sofa peacefully, holding a transparent water cup and sipping water delicately, his heart was slightly relieved.

"You've come out." Tang Mowan put down the cup, with a calm expression, "Miss Han is okay."

"En." Fu Shaoqian put the medicine box on the tea table, with a slightly calm expression, he stretched out his hand and pulled her to sit on the sofa.

"What's wrong?" Tang Mowan held his palm, which was warm and dry, "Is it not convenient for me to be here? Then I have to go back to school first."

"No need." As soon as Fu Shaoqian finished speaking, Han Xiaduo came out of the dressing room wiping the sweat off her face with a white towel. The red half-fingered gloves were taken off, the high bun was put down, and the black lace dancing The clothes outlined her slender and soft waist, which made her look charming and pity her.

Seeing Fu Shaoqian and Tang Mowan sitting together with their fingers clasped together, how could she not be shaken in her heart, but she smiled calmly on the surface: "Shaoqian, I'm going to take a bath, you can send Miss Tang off."

Fu Shaoqian nodded, and took Tang Mowan's hand to stand up: "Then you have a good rest, let's go."

Under the astonishment of Han Xiaduo, Fu Shaoqian left the villa with Tang Mowan.

Sitting in the car, looking at the dark mountain scenery behind the street lamp outside the window, Tang Mowan still seemed quite unreal.

Not long after, Fu Shaoqian's cell phone rang.

He probably guessed who was calling, but didn't answer.

But the other party refused to give up lightly, and the ringing of the mobile phone continued.

After about 5 minutes, the bell finally stopped.

Tang Mowan just breathed a sigh of relief when her cell phone rang.

She took it out and saw that it was an unfamiliar number. Fu Shaoqian was concentrating on driving. She picked it up a little nervously. She didn't think it would be Han Xiaduo. Tang Mowan's heart still trembled when the hoarse and majestic voice came out: "Girl, I'm Fu Zhan, Shaoqian is by your side, let him answer the phone."

It turned out to be Fu Zhan!
Tang Mowan clenched her palms tightly with her fingers, trying to calm down and said, "Okay, Grandpa, wait a moment."

She handed the phone to Fu Shaoqian, but he didn't answer it, so she turned sideways, approached him, and put the phone on his ear.

At such a close distance, she could hear Fu Zhan's voice quite clearly.

"Shaoqian, Xia Duo called you and you didn't answer her calls. She asked me to tell you that she won't live in the villa, so you can go back with peace of mind."

Fu Shaoqian frowned faintly: "She went looking for you?"

"Yes, the people from the Han family in the capital are already on their way, and they will arrive tonight. You'd better come back now."

Tang Mowan's heart skipped a beat, Fu Shaoqian hummed lightly, and hung up the phone.

Put away the phone, but Tang Mowan seemed absent-minded.

Fu Shaoqian drove the car into the campus, but did not drive to the door of the dormitory, but stopped under the shadow of the whirling trees in the bamboo garden.

He looked down at her, the warm yellow street lights were dimmed in his dark eyes, very bright, as if embellished with stars in the night, there was a vague smile on his thin lips, and his low voice was soothing The power: "Do you want to go back with me?"

"You want to take me there and send me back to school?" she said, glaring at him.

He has a gentle face, wearing a powder blue shirt, with a refined air, brushing her face with a dry palm: "If you want to go, we will go first."

"Hey, don't." When he started the car, she hurriedly pressed her hand, "You go back, I'm going to the dormitory, the head teacher has to look for me tomorrow, I have to explain things clearly, then I Let's go, drive carefully by yourself."

She pushed the door backhanded, but his big bony hand went around her shaved shoulders, and with lightning speed, one hand clasped the back of her head, the clear masculine breath penetrated her tongue, Tang Mowan breathed heavily The air is getting thinner...

When she thought she was going to suffocate, the wet and hot softness on her lips disappeared, and she just took a breath of fresh air, and a string of wet and hot kisses fell on her soft red lips immediately.

The tall palm trees on both sides of the boulevard have dense branches and leaves, and the moonlight is falling on the windshield. Tang Mowan's head is slightly swollen, and his hands are hooked on his neatly trimmed nape. The temperature in the car is gradually rising. , there seemed to be crackling and restless small flames in the air, and there was an inseparable lingering lingering.

After the kiss was over, Tang Mowan leaned against Fu Shaoqian's body dizzily, his body weak.

"Let's go back." The deep voice slowly fell on her earlobe with a warm breath.

Fu Shaoqian suddenly changed his mind and really wanted to take her away, which frightened Tang Mowan. He pushed away his body and told him: "Stop making trouble, grandpa is waiting for you, I'll go up first, and leave me when you're done." Telephone."

His eyes were full of darkness, he put his arms around her shoulders to calm his restless breath, and finally let her go, but before he left, he still explained: "Her feet were injured because of me, although I still can't ignore her." , but I will deal with it properly, you go up to rest first, and I will give you a message when I finish my work."

"Well, don't forget to explain it to me again, otherwise, I won't let it go!" Before leaving, she reluctantly leaned over to steal a kiss on the corner of his mouth, and got out of the car with a smile.

(End of this chapter)

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