You must know that Sang Yu can pour a lot of wine tonight. If this man is sober, if he provokes the police, it will not be as simple as being blackmailed for money.

After the end, the three of them decided to take him to Sang Yu's house first. Sang Yu had a personal doctor at home, and they judged that this man should have fainted only because of fright.

It won't be too serious.

The mansion of the Sang Yu family is like a huge palace, magnificent and breathtaking.

After calling the doctor, Sang Yu left a group of people, as if it was none of his business, and went upstairs early to take a shower and change clothes.

An Lan and Xin Rui stayed with the man until the doctor arrived.

After the doctor disinfected and bandaged him, he carefully checked it again and made sure that there was no major problem before leaving.

Sang Yu took a comfortable bath, came downstairs, and saw An Lan and Xinrui sitting in the hall, still not leaving.

"Why, did you get rid of that man? I'll just say he can't die, right? Anlan, if you don't listen, you have to get people into the house. Sang Yu said coldly.

"Sang Yu, although he is fine, his head is also bumped badly. The doctor has detoxified and applied the medicine, and now he is resting in the room. An Lan replied.

"What? Resting here? Anlan, you're crazy! Sang Yu was so angry that he raised his feet and walked inside.

"Sang Yu," An Lan stood up and grabbed her, and said bitterly, "Let him sleep for a while, he will blame the pitiful, besides, we made him like this, didn't we?" Let him wake up, and then it's not too late to send him away. I assure you, he's definitely not the bad guy you think he is. ”

Sang Yu glared at him, raised his right palm and looked like he would kill you with one more words, and An Lan immediately stopped talking.

Sang Yu walked into the inner room and was immediately angry.

This dead guy really doesn't treat himself as an outsider, and he sleeps soundly on the bed.

Sang Yu has always had a habit of cleanliness, where can strangers sleep at home casually.

Even if it's just the guest room!

Besides, this man has a poor and sour face! I'm really afraid that he will get some germs.

Avian flu, coronavirus—this inexplicable world has never stopped.

"Get up for me!" She couldn't bear it anymore, so she stepped forward and dragged him over, then dragged him out, "Get up for me, get out of the way for me!" This is my home, do you think it's a broken hotel where you can live for a dozen dollars? ”

This dead guy looks poor, but somehow he looks so strong.

Sang Yu dragged desperately, but he didn't move at all.

"Don't leave me, I beg you—don't leave me, I love you—" The man was still asleep, not opening his eyes, but muttering in his mouth.

It turned out to be an abandoned poor boy.

She pursed the corners of her mouth contemptuously and continued to pull him, "Get up for me, get up!" ”

The other party still didn't wake up, and the murmuring in his mouth was even more powerful: "Don't go, please!" ”

As soon as his long arm stretched out, he unexpectedly grabbed Sang Yu's arm, and then wrapped it in his arms hard.

Sang Yu was defenseless at all, and the whole person was weak and boneless, and he was tightly held in his arms.