Evil's beloved wife

Chapter 87
"Aren't you running?" he asked.In fact, I was a little annoyed, knowing that she was annoyed, I actually used the threatening trick again.

"Huangfu Yao, can you help her?" She suddenly looked at him seriously, her tone softened.

"Tell me a reason." Why would she help a useless woman?

"Could it be, have you never loved anyone?" If you have, how can you bear it?

Love?
Huangfu Yao stared at her puzzled.

"Forget it." She was laughing again, very self-deprecating.

How does a person like him know how to love? It's mostly just disdain.

Huangfu Yao didn't like this expression.

"Love? If she really sold it today and saved that man, do you think that man can really accept her?" He really sneered.

"Why not? She was trying to save him," she retorted.

"Little Qiao'er, no man will accept that his woman has been played with by others. This will be a thorn in his heart forever. This is the reality." He rarely said to her seriously.

"I don't believe that true love doesn't mind these things." A woman can give up everything for her, why can't a man let go?

Huangfu Yao looked into her eyes, full of conviction. Even though she passed by him and so many cruel things happened to her, her eyes still had illusions about love.

Or did she think that there was still a possibility between herself and Han Shaochen?
It is undeniable that I actually feel a little jealous in my heart.That's right, he would be jealous of everything the Han brothers had, so there was nothing unusual about it.He stared at Qiao Keyu, out of an instinctive sense of protection, no, or habit, those vicious words would slip out of his mouth as usual.But when she looked at the conviction in Qiao Keyu's eyes again, the image of her crying in the heavy rain suddenly flashed in her mind, her heart seemed to prick slightly, and she couldn't bear to break that face of persistence with her own hands.Are you afraid that she will collapse?

He parted his thin lips slightly, and suddenly felt a tightness in his throat, and he began to hesitate.

"Ah!" Qiao Keyu felt his nose itchy and sneezed loudly.

The weather was already cold in October night, and she couldn't stand it after staying outside for so long in thin house clothes.

Huangfu Yao frowned slightly, grabbed her by the wrist and walked to the side of the car, saying: "It's late at night, you can do it." Although his tone was not very good, there was no real meaning of reproach in his words.

Although his actions could not be called gentle, Qiao Keyu didn't want to make trouble with his body anymore.What's more, judging by his appearance, it seems that he doesn't want to argue about the topic just now.So Qiao Keyu didn't resist too much, followed her footsteps a little chaotically, and was stuffed into the passenger seat.

The car door was closed, and the enclosed space was in contrast to the temperature outside, and she sneezed a few more times.Huangfu Yao couldn't see it, so he pulled out a blanket to wrap her body, then turned on the warm air, and the car returned to Guanyuan on the original track.

After all this tossing, their previous tension seemed to dissipate inexplicably.Although neither of them spoke, the atmosphere in the carriage changed subtly.Qiao Keyu glanced sideways at him, although she still pursed her thin lips, but she didn't have that kind of threat or anger. Naturally, she could not provoke him if she didn't provoke him.

The car was still moving forward at a high speed, but compared to the rampage when it was compared, it was not known how many times more stable.It took more than an hour for them to return to Guanyuan. After all this trouble, the hour hand had already pointed to ten o'clock in the evening.

Huangfu Yao went to the bathroom to take a bath, Qiao Keyu felt that something was wrong, so he took some cold medicine by himself, intending to prevent it early.Maybe they were both tired, but the two of them didn't talk anymore except for the occasional eye contact but then staggered, and it was rare to be quiet.

The lamp at the head of the bed was turned off, and dim light came in through the curtains. The two of them faced each other with a distance between them, and gradually only the sound of light breathing remained in the bedroom.

A night without dreams.

In the morning, plenty of light filters in through the tulle curtains.Huangfu Yao's sleeping position has been changed to lying prone, with his head and shoulders exposed, his arms pressed against the thin quilt across the [-]th line, and his calves and feet are also exposed, occupying more than half of the big bed. area.

On the other hand, Qiao Keyu had already turned over to face Huangfu Yao, curled up at the corner of the poor quilt, her hands were tightly clutching the edge of the quilt, but she could barely wrap her body around.

Judging by her posture, someone should be domineering when she sleeps at night, pulling the sheet over, and she was so cold that she was so pitiful.

Huangfu Yao opened his eyes, and his eyes reflected her appearance, with her head slightly lowered, like an ostrich, which made him feel cute, and the corners of her lips curled into faint smile lines unnaturally.

The phone suddenly buzzed and vibrated. He was afraid of disturbing Qiao Keyu's sleep, so he didn't even look at the caller ID, so he pressed the connect button.

"Hello?" He responded lightly, and wrapped the quilt for Qiao Keyu.Then put on a bathrobe, and moved down from the bed lightly, "Yao?" Luosang on the other end heard the cautiousness in his voice and asked with some uncertainty.

"Well, what's the matter?" He responded as he turned to the bathroom.

Luo Sang sensitively felt the sound of his walking, then stopped, and then the sound returned to normal.Can't help but ask guessingly: "Yao, are you at home?"

"En." Through the crack of the door, Huangfu Yao saw that Qiao Keyu seemed to have turned over, so he should be a little absent-minded.

In Luosang's heart, there was another calculation. She had never seen Huangfu Yao so careful in so many years of contact.Just the thought of another woman living in his house made her heart run wild with jealousy.

"What's the matter?" Huangfu Yao had already withdrawn his gaze, and the coldness in his voice was clearly different from just now.

Luo Sang's heart was slightly cold, and then he bit his lips aggrievedly: "Yao... ah... ku..." She screamed suddenly, the loud noise drowned out her voice, and then there was a whimpering sound, which continued. It took a while to calm down, similar to the sound of glass breaking.

Huangfu Yao was startled, because he couldn't see it, so he didn't know what happened on the other side, so he shouted anxiously, "Luo Sang? Luo Sang?"

Luo Sang has not answered.

Then the sound of chaotic footsteps came suddenly, which seemed to be accompanied by a small conversation, and then the mobile phone was picked up: "Young master?" A man's voice was on the other end, asking with uncertainty.

"What happened?" When Huangfu Yao heard his own voice, his tense mood relaxed a bit.

"The crystal lamp on the ceiling has fallen." The other end hesitated, but answered honestly.

"Where's Luo Sang?" Huangfu Yao asked again.

Looking at Luosang who fell under the shards of glass, she had already been turned over by her companion, her forehead was covered with blood, her eyes were closed tightly, and she seemed to have fallen into a coma.

(End of this chapter)