Thinking of this, Liu Musheng looked at Ye Sirao, his eyes were sharp, he gritted his teeth and carried her directly, and strode towards home.

No matter how Ye Sirao struggled, she just cared about walking, and in a blink of an eye, she was carried upstairs.

When he reached the second floor, he kicked open the door, put Ye Sirao in the middle of the bed, slowly leaned down, and stared at Ye Sirao with squinting eyes, like a predatory lion.

Then, Liu Musheng buried his head in Ye Sirao's neck, took a deep breath, and imprinted his lips on her moist and cold lips with irresistible tilting.

Seeing this, Ye Sirao pushed Liu Musheng away with both hands, but Liu Musheng was strong and didn't move at all.

was impatient to be pushed, Liu Musheng simply grabbed Ye Sirao's two hands and pressed them on top of her head.

Seeing this, Ye Sirao bit Liu Musheng's lips, and in an instant, the smell of blood spread throughout the mouths of the two.

This bite aroused Liu Musheng's possessiveness for Ye Sirao even more, and he couldn't wait to tear off Ye Sirao's clothes.

Before he could open it, Ye Sirao slapped it and said viciously:

"Stop!"

Liu Musheng was unmoved, and suddenly ripped off Ye Sirao's clothes, but he didn't expect to be kicked by her to his calf, and he gasped and broke out in a cold sweat.

In a fit of anger, Liu Musheng stripped off Ye Sirao's pants, and in an instant, the expression on his face suddenly changed, and then blurted out: "Today is the 8th!" ”

Ye Sirao, who was under her, pursed her lips tightly and said coldly:

"Liu Shao really has a good memory, since he still remembers these."

Liu Musheng was stunned, exhaled heavily, gently got off Ye Sirao's body, and sat on the edge of the bed.

The room was quiet and terrifying, Ye Sirao even breathed softer, she didn't know what Liu Musheng was thinking at the moment, for fear that any of her slightest movements would anger him.

At this time, Liu Musheng bent down, opened the second drawer of the bedside table, took out a pack of Kao daily soft sanitary napkins from it, and threw it on the bed with an expressionless face.

Looking at the sanitary napkin at hand, Ye Sirao's heart trembled.

After such a long time, he still clearly remembered the days when he came to menstruation, as well as his favorite sanitary napkin brand, Ye Sirao couldn't control her nose, tears welled up, she took a deep breath, and said in a hoarse voice: "I ......"

Before Ye Sirao's words fell, Liu Musheng walked out quickly.

Familiar tastes, familiar sounds, familiar touches...... All these things are obviously the things she cherishes the most, but now she has to abandon them ruthlessly.

Thinking of this, Ye Sirao's nose was sore, her throat was swollen, her fingers were clenched into fists, and her nails were fiercely pulled into her palms.

After a while, Liu Musheng suddenly pushed open the door and walked in.

Ye Sirao's heart trembled, endured the regret and sourness in her heart, and turned her head out of the window.

"Drunk."

After speaking, Liu Musheng took a bowl of brown sugar ginger tea, sat on the edge of the bed, scooped a spoonful, and blew it to her mouth.

Seeing this, Ye Sirao waved her hand, touched the ginger tea in the bowl, and then said coldly:

"What is this for? False Compassion? ”

Hearing this, Liu Musheng slammed the bowl in his hand to the ground, stared at his scarlet eyes, and said sharply:

"Are you sick?!"

Ye Sirao didn't answer, the corners of her mouth twitched slightly, revealing a hint of indifferent sneer.

This damn woman!

Why be so stubborn!

Liu Musheng frowned, pulled Ye Sirao, and ordered her in a cold tone:

"Come here, give you a belly rub."

Ye Sirao glanced at Liu Musheng resistantly, then got up, and replied in a cold tone:

"Put away your false mercy."

Hearing this, Liu Musheng took a deep breath, and a cruel smile appeared at the corner of his mouth:

"If you dare to step out of this door half a step, I will let Jiang Nanqing disappear from the entertainment industry from now on."

Seeing this, Ye Sirao turned around, pointed at the scoundrel-like Liu Musheng, and stared at a word:

"You!"

Liu Musheng pulled Ye Sirao over, pressed her down on the bed, put his warm hand on her stomach, raised thick eyebrows, and a smile on the corner of his mouth.

Ye Sirao glanced at Liu Musheng angrily, then glanced over, and twisted her body uncooperatively.

Seeing this, Liu Musheng was a little impatient, and said in a sharp tone:

"Lie down and don't move."

As soon as the temperature of his palm went down, he rubbed his hands hard again, and once again carefully attached it to Ye Sirao's lower abdomen.

The warm temperature made Ye Sirao sleepy, and gradually narrowed her eyes.

When she was about to fall asleep, Liu Musheng's mother's sharp words flashed in her mind again: "Do you still want your brother to live?!" ”

One sentence broke Ye Sirao's dream and pulled her back to reality.

Then, Ye Sirao pushed Liu Musheng's hand away, regardless of his stunned expression on the side, got up and put on her shoes.

Seeing that Ye Sirao was about to get up, Liu Musheng grabbed her wrist and asked sharply:

"What are you going to do?!"

Ye Sirao shook off Liu Musheng's hand and said coldly:

"Don't worry about it!"

A hint of hurt flashed in Liu Musheng's eyes, but he immediately returned to his previous cold appearance and threatened:

"If you leave, don't want to come back in this life!"

Ye Sirao's struggling hand suddenly stopped, her shoulders trembled slightly, and then she gritted her teeth and said in a disdainful tone:

"Okay, who's rare?"

After speaking, Ye Sirao limped towards the door, although her back was against Liu Musheng, she could still feel his cold and sharp gaze.

"Bang!"

With a loud bang, Ye Sirao closed the door.

Liu Musheng, who was behind him, picked up the bowl next to him and smashed it to the door, took a deep breath, and called the assistant:

"Send her back."

At this time, Ye Sirao's mobile phone rang, and it turned out to be Jiang Nanqing's message.

Are you okay today? Does your foot still hurt? - Jiang Nanqing

Ye Sirao was silent for a few seconds, frowned, and replied, "It's okay, but I'm causing you trouble again." ”

Jiang Nanqing replied in seconds: "What? Are you still polite to me? ”

A smile appeared on the corner of Ye Sirao's mouth, and her fingers replied quickly: "That...... I'm going to invite you to dinner? ”

"What a meal! Master will take you to a fun place. Jiang Nanqing's news aroused Ye Sirao's curiosity, her eyes rolled, and then she shook her head with a smile.

BIUBIU Arcade.

I saw Ye Sirao sitting in a wheelchair, being pushed by Jiangnan Qingman Video Game City.

Every time she walked in front of a game console, the people queuing up around her would look at Ye Sirao with pity, and then take the initiative to line up behind her.

Ye Sirao pursed her lips, blushed to the base of her neck, and said in a low voice:

"Jiang Nanqing, don't make trouble! I'm going back! ”

Jiang Nanqing looked at Ye Sirao, who was helpless, and the movements in her hands had no intention of stopping, and said with a laugh:

"Oh big star, relax, it's most important to be happy!"

At this time, several girls walked aside, led by a girl with dyed yellow hair, big red lips and oblique bangs.

She was the first to recognize Jiang Nanqing, waved her hand excitedly and squeezed in front of him from the crowd, and said with a face:

"Yikes! Are you really Jiang Nanqing?! ”

Jiang Nanqing nodded slightly, a warm smile appeared on his angular face.

Seeing this, the yellow-haired girl poked her companion excitedly, and while taking pictures frantically, she said incoherently:

"I didn't expect to see my idol alive!"

Hearing this, Jiang Nanqing next to him had a black line.

What kind of fans are these......

The girl's face turned red, and she hurriedly waved her hand to explain: "No, no, no, I mean you who are alive!" Not a photo! ”

Hearing this, Jiang Nanqing breathed a sigh of relief and prepared to push Ye Sirao away.

"Ahhhh

The yellow-haired girl's treble shook Jiang Nanqing's scalp numb, Turning her head, the girl pointed to Ye Sirao in the wheelchair, and said in a thin voice:

"Isn't this Ye Sirao?! It's true?? ”

Hearing this, his companion also shook his head, and said regretfully:

"Pity our Mishi, this pair of cps was finally messed up by her!"

The voices of the two quickly attracted the attention of the people around them, some took pictures, some videotaped, and saw people surrounding, and the yellow-haired girl deliberately poured dirty water on Ye Sirao:

"Everyone, come and see, this is Ye Sirao! Robbed my honey poetry boyfriend and showed off everywhere! ”

There were more people around, everyone was shooting videos lively, Jiang Nanqing couldn't stand it, her face sank, she clenched her fists, and was about to stand up for her, but was secretly stopped by Ye Sirao.

Such a good opportunity to discredit herself, how could she let it go!

Thinking of this, Ye Sirao gently shook Jiang Nanqing's arm, opened her innocent big eyes, and looked up at him coquettishly:

"Honey, you said take me to catch the doll!"

Jiang Nanqing was stunned at first, knowing that she was looking for something again, although she didn't know the purpose, she reached out and rubbed her head with a doting face:

"yes, there were too many people in line just now, let's go, go grab your favorite Minion."

Seeing this, more onlookers began to point fingers at Ye Sirao, and said:

"Look at her weak appearance, it's not like this when she robs someone else's boyfriend!"

The yellow-haired girl was even more excited, as if she was caught in bed, pointing at Ye Sirao and taking the opportunity to provoke:

"Look, I'm right! In order to rub the hot spot, she really did anything! ”

Hearing this, several girls behind her also looked at Ye Sirao with disgust, and whispered to the people next to her.

Jiang Nanqing really couldn't listen to it, walked towards the yellow-haired girl with a black face, and said in a sharp tone:

"Although you are my fan, you have to speak responsibly, and you slander others in public regardless of black and white, which is really a shame for me."

Hearing this, the yellow-haired girl looked at Jiang Nanqing aggrievedly, then looked around in embarrassment, her face was suddenly red to the root of her ears, and she hummed in a low voice:

"Idol, don't be angry, I'm also good for you...... Can't I apologize......"

At this moment, a girl with an elegant temperament in the crowd walked over, with a swan neck and a smooth back, exuding a unique atmosphere, and the person who came was the head of the four major families in the capital, Lin Yawang, the daughter of the Lin family.

Lin Yawang approached Jiang Nanqing, and a mean expression that was extremely incompatible with her appeared on her snow-white and delicate face, and mocked:

"This kind of third-tier star with his own black material, some people must be scolding him for stealing fun, right? I really can't wait to break eight scandals a day, but yes, if it can't be fired, it can't be fired. ”

Hearing the sound, everyone's eyes focused on Ye Sirao's body, eating melons lively, this naked provocation, according to Ye Sirao's character, I am afraid that she will not give up!