He didn't know that he had good intentions and did bad things, and today his father misunderstood Yao Rong, which made the separation between them even greater.

"Go back. Yao Rong said, a little unbearable.

Her heart is not made of iron, how could she not know that Yao Shengming loves her, but there are some things that shouldn't be like this.

Yao Shengming listened, he took a step, walked forward, stood in an open place, removed the umbrella and looked at her: "You, do you like him very much?"

Yao Rong's lips moved, his voice stuck in his throat, and he couldn't come out.

She and Zhuo Song do have a few faces, he has saved her, but didn't Yao Shengming also save her?

"Rest early. Yao Shengming heard that she didn't answer, thinking that he had acquiesced.

Yao Rong watched him leave, she looked at his back and asked, "Yao Shengming, are your injuries okay?"

She had always wanted to ask, especially to know.

When Yao Shengming was unconscious, she asked the nurse and said that Yao Shengming had no injuries on his back.

The **** was kidnapped, although he was unconscious, he saw that the man rushed over to protect her in order to save her, and the pillar of fire fell down and pressed on him.

Although there must be injuries when pressed, Yao Shengming's back is not injured, and... Zhuo Song's body is injured.

"Don't stay up late, go to bed early. Yao Shengming said, and got into the car without looking back.

His hands gripped the steering wheel, and he felt like all his strength had been drained.

Yao Shengming's back was stiff, he drove around the city, and saw that someone was burning the fire at night, but there was no fire next to the fire, he stopped and sat in it for a long time, staring at the fire.

After thinking for a while, he pushed the door open and got out of the car.

Looking back at the people around, Yao Shengming took off his clothes, picked up a piece of red-hot wood, and handed it to his back, only to hear the sound of burnt flesh and skin.

"Ahh Yao Shengming was in pain and knelt on the ground.

His sweat wet his hair, kneeling on the ground, his hands trembling, Yao Shengming looked up, threw the wooden stick in the fire, he forced himself up, swayed to the car.

"Shhh He tried to open the door, his hands shaking.

Recalling that day, Zhuo Song saved Yao Rong, but jumped down from the upstairs with her in his arms and didn't let her be injured in any way, but today he was only burned and couldn't stand on his feet.

"How can I not compare to him?" said Yao Shengming through gritted teeth.

It's a pity that he knew in his heart that at that moment just now, there was still this kind of pain, which was not comparable to ordinary people, and he was thrown a few streets away by Zhuo Song at the moment when he was trembling and unsteady.

Yao Shengming didn't want to admit defeat, he opened the car door and sat in, leaned back on the car seat, the hot pain came, and he resolutely drove away.

In the early morning of Jincheng, a strong wind suddenly blew and a light snow drifted.

Han Changqing didn't sleep all night and sat on the steps.

I saw a figure rushing in, asking the water with red bloodshot eyes, a green beard on the chin, unkempt hair rushing in, wearing a black slipper on his foot, and the other foot was actually red....

"Ask water?" Han Changqing saw him come back and quickly stood up.

Asked the water silently, rushed past him into the bedroom.

"Master?" Han Changqing turned around and followed in.

Asking the water to work for a long time, I saw that the quilt moved, and the little fox probed from inside, rubbed his eyes, and looked at them in confusion, obviously disturbed by them.

......Seeing this, Han Changqing reached out and lifted it up.

The little fox shrank back, struggled, threw himself into the quilt, and refused to come out.

"Han has something to say, let Ben Shao bring it to you. Wen Shui said to Han Changqing, with a solemn expression, and turned around and walked out.

Seeing this, Han Changqing looked at his back for a long time before he stepped forward.

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