When his kiss fell, he didn't know where he got the strength, and the hand that was originally clasped by him suddenly struggled away, and he wanted to slap him when he lifted it.

But I still don't have the backbone to slap this slap down, I just twitched a wine bottle in my brain and accidentally smashed the wrong person, and it was already like this, and now if I slap it again, I don't think it's a question of whether to die or not, it's a question of how to die.

Han Mo's offensive has always been tough, and I didn't dare to say anything at all, for fear that he would take the opportunity to attack the city.

But he didn't blink an eyebrow, and easily reached out and clasped my raised hand down and pressed it against the wall behind me.

When I was trembling, he suddenly opened his mouth and bit me on the lip, it was a real bite, not a tease or a little temper between lovers.

When the blood spilled into his lips, he couldn't help but move in pain, and he easily broke in.

"Han Mo! You give me - hmm! Put! Let me go! ”

He let me go, and after snatching almost all of my breath, he looked down at the expression on my face as if he were looking at a beggar on the street: "You want to hit me?" Why don't you fight? ”

As he spoke, he pulled the hand I had just raised to slap him in the face, and I could feel the blockage of my fingernails as they cut across the skin on his cheek.

I think Han Mo is a madman, he really is a madman.

"Don't touch me! Han Mo, don't touch me! ”

His face was stained with blood from my face, and with that grim look, he looked like an asura from hell.

Seeing that I was covered in cold, I really didn't know how I got into such a neurotic.

"Not touching you? Why don't you let me touch it, who do you want to touch? Hmph, Fu Yao? ”

He suddenly reached out and grabbed my hair back, and the sudden pain made me cry out: "It hurts! Han Mo, let me go, you madman! Let me go! ”

I've endured it, I've been putting up with it.

But I couldn't help it, the pain of being hit on my forehead made me dizzy all the time, and now that he was grabbing my hair like this, I felt like I was going to die.

"Crazy? Okay, I'm going to show you crazy now, let me see what a crazy person is! ”

With that, he just picked me up.

By the time I realized what he was trying to do, I was thrown into bed as always.

Han Mo has always been tough and arrogant in such things, no matter how I struggle, the person who suffers in the end is me alone.

I learned a long time ago not to resist, and what I should do to make myself feel better when I can't.

But today I really can't let him do what he did to me.

I threw pillows, lamps, everything I could, but when I threw them over, he hid, and his legs pressed against me never let go.

"Let go! Yes! Let me go! ”

He had always moved quickly, and his coat was easily taken off by him, and he had already ripped off his upper clothes himself when I pulled them.

I was familiar with his every movement, and knew that his next target was me, so I quickly reached out and pulled the quilt on the side to my body.

Han Mo obviously knew my movements, and before I could put the quilt on my body, he had already reached out and ripped the quilt away. His strength is great, and I won't let go, and the quilt cover was torn by the two of us.

He threw away the torn quilt cover, reached out and grabbed my hand and ripped the quilt off my hand: "Let go!"

Han Mo knelt in front of me, as noble as a king looking down on all beings.

The blood on his hands was stained on the bed, and the red on the light gray quilt was very dazzling.

I bit my lip, tears kept falling from my eyes, and Han Mo clasped his hands and pressed against the bed like a lifeless mold.

I knew I couldn't resist, and I couldn't resist.

But the sudden pain in my lower abdomen made me have no way not to resist, in fact, I don't have much strength anymore, and Han Mo is already ready to fight.

At first, I desperately closed my eyes and just wanted things to pass quickly, but when the pain became more and more painful, I couldn't grit my teeth and endure it.

I couldn't tell whether it was the blood that hadn't stopped or the sweat that was flowing from my forehead, I just knew that my head, which was already a little dizzy, was getting heavier and heavier, and the pain in my lower abdomen was getting more and more obvious.

I haven't moved my hand since it was detained by Han Mo, but now, I can't move it, even though I can't move much.

His fingers were raised and lowered to his wrist, and it took almost all his strength to get the words out of his hard and sharp kiss and pain: "Difficult, uncomfortable, Han, Han Mo."

I frowned tightly, and couldn't help but hunch over the discomfort and pain in my lower abdomen.

I didn't have much strength anymore, and the voice I spoke was extremely quiet, but I knew that Han Mo heard it, because his movements were obvious, and the free hand that landed on my chest also stopped.

His movements were a little slack, and I couldn't help but break away from his hand and hunch over my stomach.

"Fu Yao?"

Han Mo pushed me, I couldn't see his expression, I could only judge his current mood from his voice.

There was some hesitation in the voice, a little anger suppressed.

But I can't care about it so much, even if Han Mo kills me now, I can't resist, the pain from that stomach makes me almost collapse.

I don't know what happened to me, but it hurt like I'm going to die at any moment.

But I don't want to die, Han Mo didn't strangle me to death, but I'm about to die of pain now.

The instinct to survive made me almost forget the confrontation and struggle between myself and Han Mo ten minutes ago, and under my messy consciousness, I couldn't help but reach out and grab Han Mo's wrist, and looked up at him with teary eyes: "It hurts, Han Mo, it hurts."

I couldn't see his expression clearly, I could only faintly see that the facial features on his face seemed to move, and the hand he was holding was suddenly held by his backhand.

Han Mo's palm was very hot, as if someone had put a fire on it, holding my hand back, and that temperature made me a little confused.

No man has ever held my hand like this, and when the palm touches my fingers, the beating of my heart hides the pain that I can't tell.

I looked at Han Mo in a daze, he also looked down at me, there was no sarcasm or ridicule in those eyes, and the bottomless depth made me almost forget the pain.

That is, until he raised his hand and grabbed the sheet and wiped my face, then released me and put me back on the bed: "Get dressed!"

After he finished speaking, he scooped up the messy clothes on the ground and threw them directly on the bed, glaring at me while wearing his own clothes: "Doesn't it hurt?" Still not wearing clothes? ”

I came back to my senses, gritted my teeth and put on my clothes.

Afraid that he would scold me, I didn't even button my underwear properly and moved out of bed with my stomach covered.

At this time, Han Mo just put on the clothes on his body, looked back at me, turned around with a cold face, and suddenly hugged me.

"Han Mo, I-"

He didn't speak, he carried me straight out of the house, I didn't have the strength to speak, the dull pain cut my strength little by little.

When Han Mo threw me into the car, my consciousness was a little unconscious, and I suddenly wanted to vomit when I held on to the car door, and just wanted to speak, but I had already vomited it all.

I know that Han Mo loves cars, and I still remember it when it hurts.

But I really did my best to get my body out and try not to let the vomit fall on the car.

But something inevitably got on his car, and I wanted to apologize, but I was so uncomfortable that I could only slump in that seat, unable to say a word.

Han Mo glanced sideways at me, his face was a little cold, but he didn't say anything.

His car was driving as fast as ever, but I couldn't be afraid anymore.

I've lived for twenty-one years, and even my aunt has never been so painful.

When I arrived at the hospital, I could barely move, and when I moved, my stomach felt as if someone had stabbed and pulled it out with a knife.

Han Mo closed the car door and picked me up, probably thinking that I had offended him so many times tonight, and it didn't matter if I had one more time.

If you don't die, take it well.

The hospital was deserted in the middle of the night, and we didn't see a few people all the way in.

I tugged at the collar of Han Mo's coat, my lips had been bitten by me, but the pain was not as good as half of what was underneath me.

"What about people?!"

I couldn't help but tighten my hand when Han Mo suddenly spoke, obviously he, a rich kid, didn't know what the emergency department was all about.

I could only loosen my teeth and forcibly speak: "Urgent, emergency!"

He glanced down at me, with an uncertain look on his face: "Where's the emergency?"

I almost cried, I didn't know where the emergency was, I couldn't take him with me, I felt like I was giving my last words when I said a word now.

"What's going on?"

When I heard the voice of the third person, I finally knew what the sound of heaven looked like.

But at this time, I couldn't hear what they were talking about, I only knew that Han Mo seemed to be running away with me.

He seemed to bow his head and call me, but I was a little confused in pain, and I opened my mouth, whether I answered him or not, I don't know.

When I was put down, I was almost unconscious, and a doctor asked me if it hurt, and I opened my mouth and said, "It hurts."

Tears flowed from the corners of her eyes, and it hurt so much.

"You're so good at saving people first!"

When I suddenly heard Han Mo's roar, I opened my eyes and saw him come over and pick me up.

"Fu Yao."

He bowed his head and called me, and this time I heard it.

But in the next second, I couldn't hear anything.

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