Zhuo reached out and took his fist.

He grabbed Yao Shengming's hand tightly and pushed hard, and Yao Shengming was pushed away by him.

"I'm sorry I came back late. Zhuo Song strode forward and stood behind Yao Rong, he slowly squatted down and held her hand.

Yao Rong was held by him, she moved, and raised her eyes to look at Zhuo Song.

His lips moved, trying to call his name, but the voice was stuck in his throat.

"Zhuo Song, I'm not done with you. Yao Shengming looked at him and Yao Rong's eyes, he turned around and took a chair and threw it towards Zhuo Song.

"Yao Shengming, you're enough. Yao Shengba watched them fight, and the pain of losing his wife made him unable to vent, and he couldn't help but roar when he saw Yao Shengming's actions.

Zhuo Song watched Yao Shengming smash the chair, he stretched out his hand to block, Yao Rong sat on the sofa, Zhuo Song squatted in front of her, she subconsciously got up and reached out to hold Zhuo Song.

With a "bang", the chair smashed down and threw it on Yao Rong's body.

Yao Rong gritted his teeth, snorted, and hugged Zhuo Zhuo tightly, and the chair was smashed into several pieces and fell to her side, so painful that it seemed that the bones were broken.

"Yao Rong. Zhuo Song was hugged by her, he reached out to take her, and hugged her into his arms.

Yao Shengba got up, threw it at Yao Shengming, and said to him, "There was an accident at home, what are you making trouble?"

"Zhuo Song. Yao Rong's small hand hugged his arm tightly, her voice choked, I don't know if it was heartache or body pain.

She was held in Zhuo Song's arms, her body trembled, and she subconsciously drilled into his arms.

"Let me see where it hurts. Zhuo Song reached out to pick her up, walked towards her room, and asked anxiously, wanting to check, but she stopped her.

Yao Rong hugged him tightly, and said in a choked voice: "Zhuo Song, my mother is gone, if she is still alive, she... It will be a pleasure to see you coming. ”

I vaguely remember that Liu Yilian talked about Zhuo Song, and the look of appreciation seemed to be that as long as Yao Rong married him, he would be happy.

"I'm sorry, I'm late. Zhuo Song whispered, took off her clothes, and saw the marks on her back, his fingertips stroked, lowered his head and kissed.

"Why are you so stupid?" Zhuo Song's hand was shaking, he touched the scars on her body, it must have hurt when she was smashed by a chair, but she didn't cry, didn't shout, or even said that it hurt.

She tolerated her like this, which made him feel even more distressed.

Zhuo Song kissed her beautiful back, kissed the marks on her body, and took medicine to wipe it for her.

I don't know if it was because he was too sad, or because he was reassuring her, Yao Rong lay on the bed, and was kissed by him about the wound on his back, but unconsciously, he sobbed and fell asleep.

Early in the morning, halfway up the mountainside villa.

Gu Chuyan had no dreams all night, and she felt itchy on her body.

The little fox twisted his buttocks, as if he was doing morning exercises, twisting around, his tail rubbing against Gu Chuyan's face, and the little guy suddenly had a plan.

"Whoa. The little fox turned around and threw himself on her, smiling wickedly.

The little paws stretched out, touched Gu Chuyan's body, grabbed her nightgown hard, bit hard, "snapped", and was torn.

It took a fake strawberry, pressed it to her neck, turned its head and bit it and threw it on the ground.

Her neck was pressed as if she had been kissed, and it was branded with strawberry marks.

"Ahh Gu Chuyan screamed, Xiao Mohan came out of the study, heard her scream, pushed the door and walked in, kneeling on the side of the bed, wanting to see how she was.

The little fox stretched out his paws, patted her buttocks, turned and jumped out of bed, silently got under the bed, covered his mouth and smiled evilly.

"Mo Han, how can you do such a thing while I'm sleeping?" Gu Chuyan sat up and grabbed her nightgown, but unfortunately her clothes slipped off.

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