I was stunned for a moment, raised my hand and slapped his hand away: "I'm not drunk!" I'm not drunk! Not drunk! You're not Han Mo, where the hell are you like Han Mo?! ”

As I spoke, I suddenly felt that something was wrong, and my whole body trembled when I looked at him: "Yes, you are Han Mo, you are Han Mo, are you going to throw me into the river again?"

The hand he raised suddenly stopped, and he looked at me and seemed to be a little difficult to speak: "Fu Yao."

I raised my hand and slapped his hand away, suddenly a little scared, that night the despair and suffocation under the icy river water wrapped me again, I looked at Han Mo in front of me, and couldn't help but tremble: "I don't love you anymore Han Mo, don't throw me into the river again."

He looked at me, the street lights were too dim for me to see his expression, but I didn't have the courage to look at him as much as I had at the beginning.

I stretched out my hand to hold myself, fearing that he would pick me up and throw me into the river, as he had done that night.

But I waited for a long time before Han Mo moved, and when I raised my head, he was already sitting in the co-pilot on the side.

I didn't dare to look at him, and I didn't dare to look at him at all after knowing that he was Han Mo.

Every time he comes to me, nothing good happens, and I don't know what he wants to do this time, but every time he can torture me all over the body.

I'm really afraid of him, and if I love him and I am destined to be tormented by him like this, I really don't want to love him.

The car started slowly, and I suddenly realized that if I were really taken away by him, something even more terrifying might happen.

I hurriedly reached out to unbuckle my seat belt, but Han Mo also noticed my movements, and reached out to hold my hands: "What are you doing?"

"Get off! Get me off! Get me off! I'm getting off! ”

I lowered my head and bit him and hit him, but he just wouldn't unlock it.

The only thought I have now is to run out of this car, I can run as far as I can, I don't want to stay with Han Mo, I'm really hungry, it doesn't matter who I stay with, except for Han Mo.

"You let me get out of the car! Get me off! ”

"Squeak——!

I just wanted to unlock the door, but I didn't expect the car to stop all of a sudden, and the shrill sound made me a little sober.

I looked up at Han Mo in a daze, he was also looking at me, his face was blue, I felt that I was a little less drunk, retracted my hand and sat on the side, looking at him almost pleading: "Han Mo, you let me get out of the car, I will go back by myself, I can go back, I can really go back!"

My face was a little cold, and I raised my hand to wipe it, only to realize that I didn't know when I was crying.

Han Mo looked at me sideways, his eyes were dark, and I didn't dare to look at it at all.

I was really scared to see the sarcastic look in those eyes, I knew that I was very useless, but the tears just couldn't help it, and I raised my hand to wipe it once, and it would soon fall.

It's like not wanting money.

I couldn't see Han Mo's face clearly, I only knew that he was looking at me, and the sight was too obvious, like the light in the flashlight, hitting the person's body with temperature.

It's just that the light from the flashlight was warm, but Han Mo's gaze was cold.

He suddenly raised his hand and touched my hand, I was shocked, I didn't know what to catch, and threw it directly at him: "Don't touch me!"

But that thing probably has no deterrent effect, Han Mo is not afraid at all, his hand still fell on my face, and the tears were wiped away by him at once, I didn't dare to move at all, I was really afraid that I would move, and the next second, this hand on my face, grabbed my neck and made me die.

"Fu Yao, don't make trouble, I'll send you to rest."

The tears were wiped away by his hand, I looked at him, the whole person was stiff, the vision in front of me became clear little by little, the light of the street lamp in front of the front glass hit Han Mo's face, and the goose yellow color reduced the coldness on his face a little.

I thought I might have been drunk, and I actually saw a bit of pain in Han Mo's face.

He opened his mouth, as if he wanted to say something, but finally took his hand back and pulled the seat belt behind me to help me refasten it: "Don't make a fuss."

He said it so lightly that I even wondered if the person in front of me was Han Mo.

The car started again, and I still wanted to get out of the car, but I didn't dare to move, I was afraid that Han Mo didn't kill me, and we were hit and killed in a car accident.

He looked at me a few times halfway, but it was too hurried, my head was dizzy, and I wanted to sleep a little while sitting in the car.

I was already almost asleep when the car stopped, Han Mo didn't know when he got out of the car, walked around to my side, stretched out his hand to help me unbuckle my seat belt and called me: "Fu Yao?"

I vaguely felt that someone was calling me, and when I opened my eyes and saw that it was Han Mo, my whole body was cold, and I subconsciously raised my hand and pushed him away: "Don't touch me!"

He had his back to the light, and I couldn't see his expression clearly, only that his hand reached out again, and before I could react to what he wanted to do, he had reached out and picked me up, as if he knew I would struggle, and he dragged my hands by the way, and if I struggled, my whole body would fall from his arms.

"Let go of me, Han Mo! You let go of me! ”

"Don't make a fuss! You're drunk! ”

"I'm not drunk, I'm sober! I'm not drunk! ”

I kept twisting, and when he first got up, he probably didn't hold it steady, and his back hit the car directly.

Han Mo lifted me out of his seat, and I finally saw his face clearly.

He looked down at me, frowning slightly, and the expression on his face didn't know if it was because my vision was not clear, it wasn't as cold as before.

"Put me down! I don't want you to hug me! Put me down! Put me down! ”

I kept screaming, but as if he didn't hear me, he raised his leg and kicked the car door shut, hugged me and walked forward.

I didn't notice it at first, but then I saw that Han Mo was going to carry me to the hotel.

Hotel.

I couldn't help but be scared when I saw the hotel, and none of the memories in the hotel were good.

"Let me go, Han Mo! Put me down! ”

I felt that the whole person was cold, and even the pain in my head did not diminish a bit.

He glanced down at me, but still didn't let me go.

I watched him enter the door of the hotel, and he didn't need to register at all, and went straight into the elevator.

The fear in my heart grew bigger and bigger, and I opened my mouth to bite his chest without even thinking about it.

Through the thread, I bit hard.

Han Mo seemed to snort, I don't know if I heard it wrong, but he still didn't let go of me.

There was no one in the elevator, just me and him, I looked at the constantly jumping numbers, and felt the fear in my heart continue to rise.

I finally couldn't help it, regardless of the three-seven-twenty-one, I raised my foot and pedaled the elevator, Han Mo hugged me and shook it for a while, looking down at me, his eyes were a little cold: "Fu Yao!"

"You, you put me down!"

He frowned and didn't speak, looked down at me for a few seconds, and finally put me down.

I shook my steps, reached out with one hand to hold on to the elevator wall, and slapped his hand away with the other: "Don't touch me!"

His hand froze, but it didn't move.

I glanced at the elevator button, and the red button flashed and flashed, and my vision was a little blurry.

After watching it for a while, I raised my hand and pressed a row of buttons.

"What are you doing?"

As soon as I finished pressing, Han Mo suddenly raised his hand and pulled my hand down.

I looked up at him and froze, I didn't know what I wanted to do.

"Ding."

The elevator door opened, and I raised my legs to walk out, but was stopped by Han Mo behind me.

I froze, and raised my hand to clasp his hand on my waist: "What are you doing!" You let go of me! Let me go! ”

I was held motionless by him, and could only watch the elevator door close little by little.

His hand finally let go, but I shook and fell straight to the side.

This time Han Mo's hand didn't stretch out in time, and I don't know how I fell to the ground so easily, raising my head and looking at Han Mo who was squatting down in a daze, my legs rubbing the ground and subconsciously retreating.

"Don't touch me!"

His hand reached out, and I didn't know what he wanted to do, but I didn't want him to touch me.

His hand stuck around my neck and pinched my breath, and I didn't want him to be a friend at all.

"You're drunk, Fu Yao."

"I'm not drunk! Don't touch me! ”

But as if he hadn't heard me, he took me by the hand.

I felt like I was shaking, my legs were not very steady, my temples throbbed, and the whole person was half-pulled and half-hugged by him to stand up, but his hand was on my waist and still didn't let go.

I couldn't help but jump and push him while standing in his arms, but he seemed to be fixed there, no matter how much I pushed, he just didn't move, his hand was in my arms.

"You let go of me, Han Mo, don't you touch me? I beg you? ”

I looked at him, my eyes were pleading, my hands and feet were hurting, but my legs couldn't stand steadily, and my eyes flickered, as if I had just turned in circles.

I could only vaguely see that he seemed to raise his hand again, and I subconsciously reached out to open it, but I missed, and my hand fell on the elevator wall next to me, and my wrist hurt as if it was about to break.

"It hurts, it hurts!"

"Don't mess around, Fu Yao!"

He took my hand, pressed his thumb down on the wrist I had just thrown, looked down at me, and threw out such a sentence through gritted teeth.

I didn't know how to freeze and looked down at the fingers he was rubbing on my wrist, a little stunned.