"Don't worry about my business anymore, and don't be hypocritical."

Zhanyan's eyes fell in the bucket containing the washing brush, and a mobile phone was soaked. The electric board was also removed and it was already soaked.

The man got up and walked to the curtains, opened the curtains, letting the light penetrate in. Zhuang Mingyue, who had not seen the sun for several days, narrowed her eyes in front of the dazzling eyes in front of her, "What are you doing! Pull the curtains!" She suddenly became angry.

"Give you an hour, clean up and go back with me."

"Do you have any illness in Zhanyan? What am I going back? Do you think it is still my home? It is your home with Bai Yushu."

"If I guess correctly, Ma Wu is yours, right! She can silently put medicine in the milk I drink for so many years."

As soon as she saw him, she thought of those facts, some facts that she could not bear. Zhuang Mingyue threw away the brush in her hand, had a split headache, and grabbed her hair. She stood up and walked to the table, swallowed a few more medicines that could suppress her emotions, and looked at him with red eyes, "I beg you, don't come again."

"I hate you! Show the banquet!"

"I hate you!"

I hate you for ruining everything about me, and I hate you for torture me like this.

Before I could wear my shoes, I returned to the room and slammed hard and closed the door.

Zhan Yan's deep eyes stared at the closed door. At this moment... he didn't know what he was thinking!

The heart is like countless threads connected, and it is a mess.

Zhuang Mingyue returned to the room and curled herself in the quilt. She felt like she was trapped in an abyss. No matter how she walked, she couldn't get out.

Later, I was tired of crying and wanted to sleep, so I was fine. Maybe I could dream of my mother in my dream.

But since her wallet was lost and the photos inside disappeared, Zhuang Mingyue hasn't dreamed of her for a long time.

Zhuang Mingyue swallowed five medicines and placed them on the edge of the bedside. Now she can only rely on these methods to make herself feel better.

This time, she seemed to dream of her mother, and in a vague way, she also heard her mother's voice.

She was wearing an off-white knitted skirt and holding her beautiful hair. Except for not being able to see her face clearly, she could feel the warmth of being held in her mother's arms.

If you can be with your mother when you are asleep, Zhuang Mingyue also hopes that she will never wake up for the rest of her life.

Zhanyan heard the sound of a medicine bottle falling to the ground, and he knocked on the door, but there was no movement inside.

Next moment, the man kicked open the door in the room with a hard kick.

When I saw sleeping pills scattered all over the floor, the room with a sinister look and the bulging quilt. Zhan Yan didn't think much about it, and directly lifted the quilt and hugged the people on the bed.

After going to the bathroom, the shower was poured with cold water. Zhuang Mingyue shivered with coldness. She opened her eyes in a daze and saw only a illusory figure overlapping.

Zhan Yan half-squatted, hugged her with one hand and looked down, pried her mouth open with his fingers, and pressed her throat, "I spit out any of my eating."

Zhuang Mingyue struggled weakly, and finally vomited out all the slices she ate and had stomach acid. After dealing with these, she had a flirting with cleanliness, and threw her into a large wooden basin and took a shower with hot water.

He has seen what should be seen and what should not be seen before.

Wipe her whole body dry and carry her out of the bathroom.

“Cold ~”

The man flipped through the wardrobe and carried out another quilt and covered her.

Zhan Yan also had some vomit on her body, and the smell was not good. The man who could not tolerate any filthiness took off his clothes, went to Yuki and took a bath...

As the sky gradually became late, Zhuang Mingyue felt surrounded by a stove.

She turned her body in discomfort and felt that her body had been taken back again, and the hand was hit on her waist. At this moment, Zhuang Mingyue seemed to realize something, and the broken thread slowly continued. She turned around and saw her side, lying on her side, and... they were not wearing anything.

Zhuang Mingyue was frightened and kicked the man on the bed.

There was a 'dong' sound.

Zhuang Mingyue stood up, hugged her body with a quilt, and touched the head of the bed and turned on the light.

Zhan Yan was kicked without warning, and a stinging pain came from his tailbone.

"The wings are hard, huh?" The man stood up, and Zhuang Mingyue turned her eyes away in panic, not looking at the ugly thing hanging in the middle, "Put your clothes and go out."

Zhan Yan casually picked up the bed sheets on the ground, surrounded the lower body, with a strong and perfect figure on the upper body, abdomen and abdominal muscles, and walked out of the room silently and into the living room.

I didn't expect that he was so easy to talk to today.

Zhuang Mingyue quickly got out of bed, closed the door, and went to the wardrobe to put on her room.

She took sleeping pills, and she almost forgot about the moment the effect of the medicine broke out, how did the Zhanyan get into her bed.

The room was not feeling well, and something sounded. After putting on her clothes, she walked into the living room to continue to finish the unfinished paintings.

A few days ago, she saw a push message, which was a drawing registration competition, and she signed up.

Today is the last day of the drawing. At 7 pm, the organizer will send someone to collect the drawing.

There is still one and a half hours.

Zhanyan answered the phone outside the windowsill. Zhuang Mingyue didn't have time to care about him. She didn't eat anything for a day and ate the toast beside her. The painting was almost done.

Fortunately, in the last half hour, her painting was completed.

Smoke floated in outside the windowsill.

Little did he know that the man kept staring at her painting. He didn't know how to draw, but he could see that this painting was full of sunshine and hope.

When Zhuang Mingyue heard someone knocking on the door, she thought it was the person from the organizer.

She dripped the painting and rolled it up carefully.

When I walked to the door and opened it, I saw that... Qi Cheng was indeed, he was carrying a paper bag in his hand.

It was not surprising to see her Qi Cheng, "Miss Mingyue."

Zhuang Mingyue: "What are you here to do?"

Qi Cheng: "Send clothes to President Zhan."

Zhuang Mingyue stretched out her hand: "He is not convenient, give it to me."

The eyebrows raised slightly.

Qi Cheng was surprised when the relationship between the two people...

But the next second, Qi Cheng thought too much, Zhuang Mingyue took it and threw it from the third floor.

Qi Cheng widened his eyes, "You..."

Zhuang Mingyue didn't say much, picked up the key hanging at the door, took the painting and left directly.

Let them find the clothes slowly.

Just so happened to come out of the banquet.

Qi Cheng looked at the man with his upper body naked, his pupils were full of incredible feelings.

Mr. Zhan has always hated Zhuang Mingyue, so why did he touch her?

"Where is the clothes?"

"I was thrown away by Miss Mingyue, I'll go find it now."

Zhanyan saw the girl with the painting in her hand disappearing in the corridor, and her eyes became deeper.

As soon as Zhuang Mingyue went downstairs, she met a guy wearing Manxue Technology work clothes. Zhuang Mingyue called him and asked. After asking, she found out that he was the staff member of the organizer.

The young man gave her a registration for the competition. After filling it out, he looked at Qi Cheng who was rushing downstairs and must have gone to pick up his clothes. The small revenge made her feel much better.

After filling in, Zhuang Mingyue went for a walk nearby.
Chapter completed!