School grass, your foodie is gone again

Chapter 1145 Please do me a favor
He took a deep breath, and then hit his heart, his heart felt heavy, and he was so depressed that he couldn't breathe.

Go into the bedroom.

Shu Yacheng just came out of the bathroom, her hair was wet and draped under her shoulders.

He whispered, "I want to ask you a favor."

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The bodyguard at the door, after drinking her water, his head went black, and he slipped precariously and fell asleep.

Nangonghan glanced at her gratefully, then rushed into Qiyue's room. He didn't see her for a day and a night. He was worried that she was going crazy.

"..."

Shu Yacheng watched his figure disappear, with a cold light shining from his eyes.

She didn't want him to see the most Qiyue at all, but in order to maintain a good image in his mind, she had to reluctantly help him!
Closing her eyes, she took a deep breath, turned around angrily and went back to her room.

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in the room.

He scanned the surroundings with his dark eyes, locked onto the figure standing on the balcony, and walked quickly to the balcony.

"July."

She was standing on the side steps, her black hair was scattered to her waist, and the evening wind blew, and the ends of her hair were curled up high, floating in the air.

"July." Nervously, he took her down with both hands, walked into the house, and closed the balcony door.

She sat on the chair blankly, her face haggard, and she lost a lot of weight throughout the day.

Looking at her thin face and the scars on her cheeks, there was a dark pain in his eyes, his fingertips trembling slightly, and he slowly approached her face.

The whole palm was warmly pressed against her face, and she said in a low voice, "I'm sorry."

"What's wrong with you? Tell me, okay?"

Such a lonely, melancholy look made him so painful that he couldn't breathe, and the moist mist formed around his eyes.

"..." Zuo Qiyue only felt a bitterness in her throat, but she couldn't open her mouth.

Because she is a mute who can't speak.

"July, do you know that my heart hurts when you torture yourself like this." He said again in pain with a hoarse voice.

The big hand trembled slightly, holding up the hand that was entangled in the white cloth, eyes filled with distress, "Hand, does it still hurt?"

Does it hurt?
Zuo Qiyue was in a trance, asking in her heart, she didn't feel pain, she just felt that she was the only one left in the whole world, alone.

"Did you not rest again last night?" He asked again in a broken voice.

"..." But no matter what he said, she still didn't respond, just like a soulless doll.

Nangong Han endured the pain in his heart, tried his best to smile at her, and said gently, "Shall we go to sleep?"

After waiting for a few seconds, she didn't respond. He picked her up in his arms, put her on the bed, and lay down after him.

Turning sideways, he held her in his arms.

"Close your eyes, let's sleep." Like a child, he stretched out his hand and closed her eyes.

Seeing her eyes closed, he tightened his arms and held her tightly in his arms.

The heart that was originally hollow and cold, because of her approach, soft tenderness surged in the chest.

The feeling of holding her, as if holding the whole world, made him feel extremely safe in his heart.

"...." Most Qiyue felt that his embrace was tight and stuffy, and she struggled uneasily, even rejecting this warm feeling.

He was at a loss, and the strength of his hands involuntarily weakened.

Taking advantage of his weakness, she turned over with difficulty and turned her back to him.

"..." Nangong Han felt a chill in his heart, why, she seemed to repel his approach.

"July?" He called her tentatively.

Seeing that she ignored her, he asked painfully, "Are you angry with me? Because I have been by Shu Yacheng's side and ignored you, so, are you angry with me?"

(End of this chapter)