The servant hurried into the bedroom, "Miss, Mr. Chu is coming!"

Here comes Chu Cheng.

Han Yang looked at Qiao xiaonuo in his arms for the first time. Sure enough, a flustered look appeared on her face.

Chu Cheng is the one she loves and fears.

She was afraid of being seen by him as she was now, and she was afraid that she would unconsciously hurt herself and him.

"Here he is, miss." Han Yang smiled. "Do you want to see him?"

Qiao xiaonuo shook his head. "No, let him go."

"What if he doesn't go?"

If Chu Cheng doesn't go, what if he doesn't go?

Qiao xiaonuo didn't know. Her mind was blank. She didn't think Chu City would find her.

"Then I'll drive him away and let him never appear here again, okay?"

"No!" Qiao xiaonuo's attitude was firm, raised his head and looked coldly: "no one is allowed to hurt him!"

Han Yang Shuer smiled, "Miss, no one will hurt him. Just another tough way to ask him to leave. You don't want to see him now, do you? "

"Miss?" Outside the bathroom door, the servant asked tentatively, "do you want to see Mr. Chu?"

Qiao xiaonuo pushed Han Yang away and went out, "let him go. I can't see anyone now."

"Yes." The servant went downstairs.

Qiao xiaonuo stared at the bedroom door, but he couldn't return to God for a long time.

Why did he come?

Qiao xiaonuo suddenly covered his head, "ah..."

In front of the villa, Chu Cheng, tall and upright, stood there.

The servant came back soon. Across the metal carved gilt gate, he told him, "go, miss. She said no one was seen."

No one?

Chu Cheng chuckled, raised his head and looked at the second floor of the villa.

The servant saw that he didn't mean to go and was worried. If he didn't go, Han Yang would try to drive him away.

Now the guards in the villa have been removed. If there is a conflict, no one can save him.

"You go, miss. I won't see you."

Chu Cheng nodded thoughtfully and turned away under the gaze of the servant.

Until his back disappeared in sight, the servant was relieved and turned into the villa.

There was a crackling sound in the bedroom.

The servants heard the sound and said, "what's the matter, miss?"

Han Yang stood in the middle of the bedroom, his head on his side and his eyes were light. "Miss is ill. I'm here. Go out."

The servant was worried, and Han Yang said, "just take the medicine in a minute."

So the servant closed the door.

Joe xiaonuo, who was stimulated, smashed all the things that could be smashed in the bedroom, which was in a mess.

She turned and ran to the balcony. Suddenly she was held by someone and threw it on the bed.

Han Yang pressed her shoulder and his eyes were familiar, "Miss, you can't."

"Let go of me!"

"You are not conscious now. I have the right to control your behavior."

"Get out of here."

He stretched out his arm, took the water cup from the bedside table, put the medicine into her mouth with one hand, "take the medicine, miss."

"Well..."

Before spitting out the pill in her mouth, the water cup touched her lips and poured water in.

Forced to swallow the pills.

The drug took effect quickly, and she calmed down in less than ten minutes.

The eyelids are getting heavier and heavier.

Soon, he fell into the darkness.

Snap.

Han Yang stretched out his hand and threw the water cup on the ground. The glass broke to the ground.

He pressed her soft lips with his fingers, and the smile on the corners of her lips became more and more wanton.

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