The little woman was possessed by a ghost, and quickly turned over and rode up. Then she swung her arms and hit the man like raindrops.

"Bad man, dead demon, you are perverted! I will beat you to death!" She was angry, and her crying curse was comparable to thunder, and she broke through the rain curtain.

"Buy it, buy it!" On the corridor, Du Ziteng looked at the scene in front of him, and was shocked to open his eyes and stood there and jumped straight, "Master, are you dizzy?"

Incredible, incredible! He was actually pulled to the ground by the little girl, and was lying on the ground and letting her beat him. This world has become too fast, right?

What happened today? It's so weird!

Is the little girl crazy? She is still addicted to the fight?

My dear mother! Du Ziteng didn't care about anything. He rushed out of the corridor immediately, waved his hands and shouted in panic: "Stop it! Damn girl, are you afraid of your life? Stop it!"

An Yurou was suddenly stunned, and her hand raised in the air slowly dropped down, her eyes shining, and she stared at the man on the ground... Oh my god!

The man's nose was bleeding, and the rain fell, flowed out, and then fell, but it could not be completed. The raindrops as big as beans hit his pale face stained with blood, shocking.

The eyes hit by the rain were red, and the eyes were filled with rain or tears.

He looked at An Yurou, his thin lips trembled, his sexy lips were dyed blood red, and his open clothes made people clearly see his throat gurgling, as if he was swallowing something constantly.

In the rain and mist, An Yurou couldn't tell whether the expression in his eyes was painful or angry, but there was a hint of her familiar sadness...

Brother Ye? Brother Ye…

Her heart suddenly felt like a needle was pierced, and suddenly it hurt and tears burst out from her eyes.

"Damn girl!" At this moment, Du Ziteng pulled her off Mu Qingyu. She fell to the ground and saw Du Ziteng helping Mu Qingyu up.

"Master, hurry up, you're bleeding from your nose again." Du Ziteng was full of pain and helped Mu Qingyu walk towards the villa.

Mu Qingyu bowed slightly with his back. He didn't look back, and his steps were a little staggering...

An Yurou sat on the ground, and through the rain curtain, she stared blankly at the two black and white backs. The rain mixed with blood flowed into her mouth, making her mouth salty and painful.

"Brother Ye! Brother Ye..." She suddenly opened her mouth wide, raised her face, and shouted at the dark sky.

The voice was loud and hoarse, and it was shuttled through the wind and rain, like the call of pain from distant mountains.

Mu Qingyu's back suddenly froze, and his footsteps on the steps stopped. He slowly turned his head, his eyebrows twitched, and his black eyes were red and deep.

"Young Master, go in first, I'll let Zhenzhen help her." Du Ziteng urged and shook his head at Along in the corridor. Along hurried over and helped him help Mu Qingyu into the house.

After a while, Zhenzhen came out with an umbrella...

In the room on the second floor.

"Yu Rou, what are you doing? Didn't I let you please the eldest young master and make him fall in love with you? Why are you going against him?"

While bandaging her forehead, Zhenzhen kept scolding her.

An Yurou, who had already changed into pajamas, lowered her head and said nothing, like a child who did something wrong.

"Don't do this, you will suffer a loss like this. We are servants... Oh, no, you are not, you are his lover. Although Fan Lili is gone, if she knows what happened today, you will be beaten again."

An Yurou walked around her fingers and closed her eyes.

"I saw the eldest young master bleeding from his nose, and he had a lot of bleeding. His face was so pale. Yurou, I feel that he is not a big villain. Don't disobey him again. He said you can just go to the east, and he said you can just go to the west. My mother said that when you come out to do things, you have to learn to observe your words and expressions..."

"Zhenzhen, stop talking, let me be quiet." An Yurou finally spoke. She patted Zhenzhen's hand and lay down on the bed.

After Zhenzhen went out for a while, Du Ziteng came in and saw An Yurou lying on the bed, her eyelashes gently swayed twice, and he stepped to the front of the bed.

"Damn girl, are you a slut?" He slapped An Yurou's shoulder and scolded angrily, "I'm so angry. I've told you a long time ago, don't quarrel with the eldest master, you won't listen!"

An Yurou gritted her teeth, grabbed the blanket with her hands and pulled it up.

"Get up and apologize to the eldest young master!" Du Ziteng was angry and reached out to pull An Yurou.

"I won't go!" An Yurou opened her eyes, and two tears rolled down from the corners of her eyes.

"You?" Du Ziteng seemed to have scalded his hands by tears, so he hurriedly took them back.

"Why do you all sympathize with him, feel sorry for him, and don't sympathize with me? Don't you think about it for me?" An Yurou wiped the tears from the corners of her eyes hard, "If he didn't pull me to the rain, would this happen?"

"Damn girl, you can do it, right?"

"I……"

"Who are you? Who is he? Ah?" Du Ziteng got angry again. He slapped her shoulder again. An Yurou shrank and touched her painful shoulder.

"I really want to kill you!" Du Ziteng opened his beautiful eyes and put one hand on his waist, as if he was really angry with An Yurou.

An Yurou's mouth sagged, she lifted the blanket and got up, hugged her knees with both hands, "You fight, you beat me to death!"

"You, you..." Du Ziteng couldn't speak again.

"You can kill me, but after I die, you must help me take care of my grandfather and my brother."

"Huh!" Du Ziteng was so amused that he was laughed and cried, "I beat you to death, and I will help you take care of your family? A joke!"

"Then don't beat me to death!"

"You just like to be stubborn!" Du Ziteng reached out and poked her head again. It was so easy to poke her scar. An Yurou's eyes turned red with pain.

The blood soon dyed the gauze red. Du Ziteng panicked and sat on the edge of the bed. He wanted to touch it with one hand but was afraid of it. He asked carefully: "Does it hurt?"

An Yurou pouted her mouth aggrievedly, "It doesn't hurt."

Anyway, you are pretending to care. If you really care, there was blood on her face before. Why did you only support Mu Qingyu but not look back at her?

But can she compete with Mu Qingyu? After all, she is the master, so it is no wonder that Du Ziteng is.

"Oh..." Du Ziteng sighed, looking at An Yurou with a grudge, "Girl, can you do it well in the future after hearing what my brother said?"

An Yurou's eyes flashed...What does this mean? What is it good?

"I mean, treat our eldest master well, you are also good. We are all orphans, and some people love you, and you have to cherish them. It's not that Brother Du doesn't love you. Your fate is like this, so you accept your fate. Since you have signed a contract with the eldest master for one year and you need money, you'll be more obedient this year. Do you understand?"
Chapter completed!