Cold-hearted young master and revenge bride

Han Zhaokai opened his eyes and couldn't believe it“ Can't it be true? "

Chu Lan Chao coughed and stood up, "well, I'm a little tired. I'll go back first!"

"Really?" Han Zhao was even more surprised, "Lan Chao, you --"

I really don't know what to say about him. In the face of so many beautiful women, I'm not moved. I'm only animal to that little girl. Chu's taste is very special!

"I think that little girl is only fifteen or sixteen years old. Is that what you like? Manager, you get some middle school students to come here! " Han Zhao suddenly turns his eyes, pulls Chu Lan Chao and says to the manager.

Chu Lan Chao smell speech full face black line, Yi day Zheng a Zheng, immediately burst out laughing.

Chu Lan Chao didn't look at them angrily: "well, don't make trouble, I'm leaving! Contact me another day! "

"Chu Da Shao, you really don't wait?" Han Zhao is still dying.

Yi Tian stopped him and said with a smile: "Chu is not a good one. People love that one. Now I'm in a hurry to go back and vent my anger. Don't stop others, or they will hate you! "

"So it is." Han Zhao also laughed: "it's not enough to fight a hundred times last night. I want to fight a hundred times again! OK, you go back! It's better to have someone fight than not to be interested in it, but you have to take it easy this time! She's a delicate girl, but she can't stand such trouble! "

"Get out of the way!" Chu lanchao is full of black lines and kicks Han Zhao with a smile and scold. Han Zhao quickly gets out of the way. After three people say it again, Chu lanchao leaves.

"It seems that this time Chu was really poisoned! I don't know whether it's a good thing or a bad thing! " See Chu Lan Chao disappear in the figure, Han Zhao smile on the face closed up, the eyes flash worry.

When Xiaolan passed away, Chu lanchao didn't want to be romantic again. Now he's finally back to normal. He's willing to touch a woman, but he's only interested in Changhuan. It's strange that they don't worry!

Chu lanchao returned to Chu's house. It was late at night. The house was quiet and fell asleep.

He went up to the second floor and was about to enter his room. After thinking about it, he went to Chang Huan's room.

Open the door, he did not turn on the light, on the dim light outside the window, he vaguely saw the nurse lying on one side of the table, and she, is quietly lying on the bed.

He walked gently, did not disturb the nurse, came to the bedside, looking at her with a weak light, dim he can not see her face, vaguely feel that there is still some pale, the eyebrow, as if still tightly wrinkled, as if the dream is also painful.

He stretched out his hand, gently rubbed her eyebrows, as if to rub all her worries away, until her eyebrows finally spread, he let go.

Sitting by the bed, quietly looking at her, I don't know why, I feel extremely peaceful, especially thinking of the absurd things tonight, his eyes are more soft.

Does he really only feel for her body?

If so, then, Chang Huan, don't blame me for not letting you go.

He bowed his head, kissed her on the forehead and whispered, "Chang Huan, you are my woman!"

The nurse over there moved and wanted to wake up. Chu lanchao was a little stiff and didn't dare to move. Fortunately, after a while, he didn't hear her wake up. He got up and went out with a sigh of relief.

In the next few days, Chang Huan stayed in the Chu house obediently, cooperating with the doctor's treatment. When it was time to check, she took the medicine when it was time to take the medicine, and gave the injection when it was time to take the injection. She never said a word.