The others in the box were quickly taken away, and the rest left, and in the end only Hua Wu and the man in the box who had never looked up were left.

Hua Wu stepped on the messy ground and entered.

"Duhan." She called out.

The person sitting in the dim light, with his drooping fingers curled up slightly, with blood, slowly folded his palms and clenched them into fists.

The man on the sofa got up, and he walked out with his head lowered, "You've got the wrong person."

His voice sounded a little different from a few years ago, more mature.

But Hua Wu felt that he would not admit his mistake.

But people didn't admit it, and she didn't say anything, watching him pass by her side.

The man walked to the door, took another step forward, and was able to leave the room.

But he stopped.

The man turned around suddenly, took two steps towards Hua Wu, hugged her waist, and kissed her the moment she looked up.

It was a **** kiss, not gentle at all, but more like plunder and occupation.

Hua Wu only felt that her lips became numb, and a slight tingling started to spread.

The frantic licking and biting experience of a puppy is uncomfortable.

Hua Wu stretched out his hand to push him, but Du Han was too far ahead and didn't mean to let go of her at all.

In the obscure light, the clothes on Hua Wu's body began to become messy.

"Du Han, the door is not closed, are you sure?"

Huawu's voice was cold and emotionless.

Du Han raised his eyes and met Hua Wu's cold eyes. He seemed to have been stabbed by something, and those sharp tides on his body faded away.

He let go of the flower mist and took a few steps back, a ray of embarrassment flashed through his eyes.

But the embarrassment soon disappeared.

Across the clutter, the two looked at each other silently.

Du Han's hand hanging by his side was still dripping blood.

There was a faint smell of blood in the air.

The two stood still, as if they were more calm than the other.

"Don't you have anything to say?" In the end, Du Han said first.

"What, I called you, and you said I recognized the wrong person. Then inexplicably kissed me..." The kiss was so cruel, it hurt to death.

Du Han: "…"

Du Han didn't know why he was so impulsive just now.

But now things have happened.

Everything he explained seemed pale.

He didn't expect to meet Huawu here today.

He really wanted to leave just now, but she didn't say a word when he walked to the door...

Du Han lowered his head slightly, clenched his hands tightly, and said in a low voice, "Are you still lacking a bed partner?"

Hua Wu gave him a surprised look.

Du Han avoided her sight.

For a moment, Hua Wu raised her hand and wiped the corners of her lips that hurt, "Where do you live?"

Du Han was silent and said the name of a hotel.

…

…

When Hua Wu went out, the manager was startled, "Mr. Yuan, you, you, you..."

The manager looked horrified.

Hua Wu saw blood on her body from the glass next to her, even on her face and neck.

Although there is not much blood, it can't stand it everywhere.

It's normal for managers to be frightened.

"It's alright." Hua Wu raised her hand to wipe the blood on her face, but found that it couldn't be wiped away, so she just ignored it and ordered the manager directly, "Jiang Huimin, send someone to throw it at the door of the police station."

The man was wanted by the police before.

I didn't expect it to be delivered to my door.

She would be embarrassed if she didn't accept such a gift.

The manager watched Hua Wu take the man who fought against so many people alone and won the battle and left with Hua Wu, with a strange expression.

Does Mr. Yuan know that person?

The manager has no right to intervene in the boss's affairs, and can only watch them leave.

Hua Wu dismissed the others and drove to the hotel where Du Han was staying.

Hua Wu first went to wash the blood on her face and neck, and she went out to find Du Han's hand was still bleeding.

Huawu: "…"

Is this an attempt to let yourself lose too much blood and die?

Hua Wu asked the hotel to send a first aid kit and took his hand to treat the wound.

The wound is a little above the wrist, a very long slit, which should have been drawn from a beer bottle.

Huawu cleaned the wound and disinfected it to make sure that there was no foreign body in the wound, and then began to apply medicine and bandage.

"Why don't you find someone else?"

It has been cold here for several days.

He knew that there was no one else around her.

"..." Hua Wu really never thought about this question, she just depends on her feelings.

Appearance, personality, three views... There are very few people who have to fit her perfectly.

Huawu fixed the gauze and did not answer his question.

Du Han probably knew that there would be no answer to the question, so he didn't ask.

"I just said, what do you... mean?"

In fact, Du Han was a little regretful when he finished speaking.

As if he was worthless.

But the words have been spoken.

Du Han could only stand there stiffly, waiting for her answer.

"Cool..."

Hua Wu seemed to want to say something, but in the end she could only lean over and drop a kiss on Du's cold and dry lips.

"Don't kiss me like that next time, it hurts, I don't like it."

Du Han's eyelashes trembled, and after a while he responded with a muffled voice.

"I took a bath, and my body was covered in your blood, what about your clothes?"

Du Han pointed to the suitcase on the other side.

He watched Hua Wu holding his clothes and entering the bathroom, the sound of water gradually sounded.

Du Han collapsed beside the bed, his body slowly curled up, he pressed the bandaged wound and gradually exerted force.

The white gauze oozes bright red blood, and the ink is generally smudged.

"Cool!"

Recover from the cold.

The person wrapped in the moist aroma rushed over from the bathroom, lifted his hand and pressed it to one side, she leaned over, and there was a faint anger in her eyes.

"I just wrapped you up!"

"…"

He glanced at the hand that was pressed against the quilt by Hua Wu.

The blood had almost dyed the entire gauze red, he tilted his head, his dry lips slightly parted, but no sound came out.

He didn't think about anything just now, it seemed like a short while.

Who knew it had been so long.

Hua Wu frowned, looking at Du Han's more mature, but also more handsome face than before.

The past two years have changed a lot.

There is something wrong with Du Han, but Du Bai has no accident, so he still looks like a normal person.

But also just like.

Dub was just a key to lock him up.

"I'm fine."

Du Han sat up by himself, UU read www. uukanshu.com got up and removed the gauze and wrapped it up again.

Hua Wu looked at his thin back, "Du Han, you can still regret it now."

"Regret?" Du Han turned his head with a dazed expression on his face. After a while, it turned into an inexplicable certainty, "What happened just now has nothing to do with you, I won't regret it."

"Are you sure?"

Du Han: "I'm sure."

He has come this far, how can he regret it?

"Even getting nothing from me?"

Du Han lowered his eyes, and when he looked up again, his eyes were so clear that he couldn't see anything: "Didn't I get you?"

Hua Wu was silent for a moment, and the corners of her lips slowly evoked a shallow arc: "You just think so."

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