Otherwise, if she dares to run, he will never let anyone around her go!

Along the way, he stumbled like a nonsensical child, and no one knew what he wanted to do.

Several bodyguards thought that Shangguan Lanjia was burned and lost his mind, so they called a private doctor on the spot.

But who would have thought that Mr. Lan Jia's six relatives would not recognize him, but whenever he got close to half a step, he would become a human flesh tool for him to vent......

The doctor fell to the side with a swollen face and groaned~ groaning, and finally tasted the taste of being a companion like a tiger.

Butler Amber was even more anxious, but he didn't dare to step forward as cannon fodder, so he could only be dissuaded kindly.

"Sir, you're very sick, and the doctor says you're—"

"Get out! Get the hell out of here!! ”

This morning, he woke up like he had eaten gunpowder, ignoring everything, and who was the bottom line he couldn't touch.

The bright light shone through the window screens in the corridor, forming a stark contrast with the anger on Shangguan Langjia's body.

Before a bodyguard could react, the collar was pulled up by a powerful force.

"Fuc~k, tell me where she is!?"

What do you mean...... Who is it? ”

The bodyguard had long been so frightened that he had no master, and he didn't have the mood to think at all, so the housekeeper was the first to react.

"Sir, Miss Gong lives next door, but she hasn't woken up yet, you see-"

"No one is allowed to come in without my orders!"

After finishing speaking, no longer giving anyone a chance to react, Shangguan Lanjia kicked open the door and locked it directly.

……

……

Whirring, like the sound of a cool wind blowing through a wheat field.

A girl sat on the grass with her back to a tree, the afternoon sun was just right, and a few flying butterflies disturbed her reading thoughts......

She waved her hand, and a dark shadow covered her petite body.

The girl raised her face, and standing in front of her was a young boy.

Without much verbal exchange, he sat down directly beside her, and happened to notice the book in her hand.

After only a second, he set his eyes on the endless fields again, and he began to read silently......

[The time has not yet come, and the lyrics have not been filled in; Only the pain of desire is in my heart. The stamens had not yet opened, and only the wind sighed past them. 】

He turned, her reflection in his gentle gaze.

[Only now, I met you.] 】

The girl was slightly stunned, looked at the reading material in her arms, and immediately wanted to get up and leave, but he continued......

Gitanjali, the first poet of Asia, wrote by Rabindranath Tagore, known as a collection of lyric poems that gave art. 】

[You're really bored, if that's all it takes, then thank you, goodbye!] 】

She turned and took a few steps, only to be blocked by his tall figure.

Under the soft light, his facial features are so three-dimensional and deep, as if God has given him all the favor.

[I am very close to you now, but the closer I am to you, the farther the road becomes, and the simplest tone requires the most arduous practice......

From now on, I will try to get you, and you will have to get used to my presence. 】

[Gong Xi, you are my ......]

With a slight tug, she fell into his arms, and the book in her hand fell to the grass with a click.

Then, his sharp chin rested on her forehead, as if gently, breathing everything she had.

[From now on, you want to leave half a step, you were born to be a part of me!] 】

This sudden strong tone seems to have changed a person's taste.