"My concubine is unconscious, I must go over and take care of her." Luo Xiao's eyebrows were sharp, and the words he spoke were cold and terrifying. He narrowed his eyes slightly: What is so good about that stubborn woman? She can make Yu Chi Yue defend her to the best of her ability.
Let Luo Yao come forward to calm down this punishment?!
Yu Chi Yue beside him glanced at Luo Xiao and said thoughtfully, "I'm going back first."
Although he was worried about An Zhisu, his excessive concern was inappropriate not only for others but also for himself.
Luo Xiao nodded and went to Xuanya Pavilion with Chuying.
"Chengyao." An Zhisu kept mumbling this name while unconscious.
Luo Yao, who was guarding the bed, frowned. Is Chengyao the man she loves?
He couldn't help but stretched out his hand, wiped the sweat from her forehead, and said with pity, "Would anyone be willing to hurt a woman with such pure eyes?"
After a long time, An Zhisu slowly opened his eyes and looked at Luo Yao with clear eyes filled with tears, "I knew you were not dead." He sat up with difficulty, hugged the slightly stunned Luo Yao tightly, and choked with sobs.
He begged like a child, "Chengyao, can you never leave me again? I'm so scared. There is no one in this world who really cares about me, and there is no one who can make me care about me. Living alone is just
The task you left for me is like a walking zombie without looking forward to tomorrow."
There was cold liquid dripping on Luo Yao's handsome cheek. He was about to push An Zhisu's hand away, but after hearing her words, he embraced her by accident. At this time, she was like a beautiful and fragile porcelain doll.
, so Luo Yao even softened his voice in order to protect this fragile porcelain doll, "How come no one really cares about you? Aren't your grandmother and sister your relatives?"
"No." An Zhisu shook his head and hugged Luo Yao more tightly, fearing that he would disappear if he let go, "They are not my relatives. My only relatives are you. Chengyao, tell me that you will never leave me again."
Already."
Luo Yao gently pushed An Zhisu away, looked at her with deep and narrow eyes in tears, and asked in a deep voice, "Are I so similar to the man who called Chengyao?"
An Zhisu slowly closed her eyes, with tears still in the corners of her eyes, and fainted in Luo Yao's arms again. At the end, she whispered, "Don't leave me again."
"Okay." Luo Yao couldn't believe the promise he blurted out.
Sharp glanced through his narrow eyes and saw Luo Xiao who had appeared at an unknown time. He carefully laid An Zhisu back on the bed, turned his head, looked at Luo Xiao and said, "When did you come?"
"It's been a while." Luo Xiao cast his eyes on An Zhisu casually. The tears in the corners of her eyes and her vulnerability were all the first time he saw her, but she showed them all in this person named Luo Yao.
in front of men.
"Did you whip her?" Luo Yao asked in a dangerous voice.
Luo Xiaojun's face had an expression that was hard to fathom, and he waited patiently for what was to come.
"She has multiple whiplash wounds on her body." Luo Yao walked down the steps and sat at the table and explained to Luo Xiao, who had a puzzled look in his eyes. "In addition, the strong sun caused the coma, and now the wounds are also inflamed.