The driver's uncle nodded, indicating that he understood.

After looking at Gu Yange twice, the driver's uncle withdrew his stunning eyes and sighed slightly.

Now the young ones are so good-looking!

It's really eye-catching!

Along the way, there was silence.

The slender and beautiful young man lowered his eyes slightly, hugged the sleeping girl in his arms, his posture was gentle and cherished, and the light and shadow outside the car window were projected on his delicate and stunning eyebrows, lining him like a white jade sculpture, beautiful and incredible.

When you arrive at your destination.

Gu Yange bent down, picked up the girl in his arms, and walked towards his apartment.

Open the door.

carried Nanyu to the bed in the bedroom, gently helped her cover the quilt, and then gently rubbed the girl's head, the corners of the young man's lips, and the smile was faint.

Subsequently.

With unhurried steps, Gu Yange walked to the study and came to his desk, his slender white fingers stretched out, and he picked up a pure white jar on the table.

The boy's delicate brows furrowed.

The slightly cool pale fingertips unscrewed the lid and poured out two pills from the bottle, and the young man's crimson and sexy thin lips approached, biting the snow-white pills, allowing the bitter taste to spread on the tip of his tongue.

Waited for a while.

Gu Yange raised his knobby hand and covered it with his heart, only then did he feel that his state of mind seemed to calm down a little, and his sanity gradually recovered.

Casually throwing the bottle aside, the young man raised his eyes and glanced at the jar of medicine lightly, and he pinched his eyebrows with some headaches.

This is an antidepressant medication.

He has been taking it for a long time, and some time ago, he was almost able to stop the medicine, but now he finds that it still doesn't work.

The boy smiled bitterly twice.

Then, squatting down, Gu Yange buried his head in his knees, his soft black hair scattered in front of his forehead at will, and his expression looked slightly painful.

He didn't want that.

However, he couldn't control himself

What to do?

Don't hate him, okay?

Please.

In a dimly lit bedroom.

Snow-white soft big bed, sleeping girl.

Gu Yange sat at the head of the bed, holding her hand, his dark and beautiful eyes kept staring at her, and he didn't know how long he had been watching, he hadn't even changed his posture.

I don't know how long it took.

Nanyu woke up quietly.

The girl's kitten-like eyes were slightly misty and shimmered with water.

She reached out and rubbed her eyes, her eyelashes were half on her eyelids, her beautiful and clear eyes were a little foggy, and a handful of dull hairs on her head added a bit of cuteness to her.

Obviously he didn't wake up yet.

The girl's brain buffered for about thirty seconds, she blinked her eyes sluggishly, her red soft lips pursed slightly, and her white little hands were lowered, and she gradually remembered the events of the afternoon.

Gu Yange knocked her out?

Thinking of this, Nanyu suddenly raised her beautiful and clear big eyes, and then saw the young man standing at the head of her bed, with a slender figure, and the black shadow of the whole person could completely cover her.

The sense of oppression on the young man's body was too much, and his expressionless appearance looked extremely cold.

The girl was taken aback.

Nanyu's round eyes widened, like a frightened deer, she subconsciously shrank back, rolling up the snow-white soft quilt.

Seeing the girl's movements, Gu Yange's eyes deepened a little.

The thin lips of crimson and sexy are slightly hooked, and there is a self-deprecating smile.

The boy approached step by step.

Slow and methodical movements.

Then, his hand was propped up on the edge of the big bed, his five fingers were slender and the bones were distinct, and the fingers were beautifully lined.

He was so close to her that he could kiss the girl's face almost when he lowered his head.

Gu Yange raised his hand, his white fingertips were undressing the neckline, his movements were slow and orderly, with a bit of abstinence, he said casually: "Are you hiding from me?" ”