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Almost forcibly take people away, and Qingyin doesn't even have the right to resist.

The rain was heavy and rapid, and the raindrops were like stones connected in a line, and it was painful and cold to hit people.

By the time they entered the mansion, they were already soaking wet.

Except for the light tone, the others seem to be a little more embarrassed.

Ye Haocang kept carrying Nan Anyun to the second floor, and Lacey dragged Qingyin to the second floor.

I didn't let go until the bedroom door.

It seems that the sick boy has taken a lot of weight in the heart of the night.

Ye Haocang was very protective of him, just because the boy coughed, Ye Haocang was extremely nervous.

This made Qingyin can't help but speculate about the relationship between the two of them.

The two have different surnames, but Nan Anjun calls him brother, could it be that brother is just a nickname?

The message about Ye Yu suddenly popped up in his head, he was GAY!

That's right, they must be gay.gay relationships......

The light voice nodded to herself, and by the way, she labeled Ye Maocang.

Nan Anjun took the medicine, and the symptoms of the cough gradually eased.

His originally sickly face was now a little white and transparent.

The maid knew that Mr. and Miss were drenched in the rain, so she had already prepared ginger soup to ward off the cold and hurriedly sent it up.

The little maid who has always taken care of Nan Anjun maliciously bumped past her when she saw the down-and-out and dirty voice like crawling out of a beggar's den.

"Get out of the way!"

"Hmm......"

The unsuspecting thump made Qingyin unstable and slammed against the wall.

The ginger soup that the little maid was carrying also spilled half of it in the swaying, splashing on her already scratched arm.

"Hiss-" Gasped coldly, and the eyebrows and eyes of the beautiful voice came together.

The originally immature skin was scalded by the ginger soup, and the blood dripped red instantly, as if it was still steaming.

If it weren't for the wound being bandaged, it might have been even more miserable than it is now!

Nan Anyun, who was lying on the bed, came to the door at some point.

His eyes were as cold as a viper, and he swept the little maid's gloating face.

Raise your hand and slap it hard!

"How do you do things, you can't even hold the bowl steadily, don't you want your hands!"

The extremely cold sound, like the frozen cold land of February, froze the blood of Qingyin's whole body.

This person...... It's scary.

Even if the slap wasn't in her face, she shook with it.

The little maid sat on the floor, her ears ringing, her hair hanging down in a mess.

Half of his face was swollen and five clear finger marks, forming red and bright blood clots, as if blood was oozing from the bottom of the skin.

Ye Maocang wrinkled his eyebrows, his face was cold, and his expression was extremely solemn.

did not stop Nan Anyun's atrocities, nor did he sympathize with the little maid's plight.

Instead, he stared at Qingyin's burned arm for a moment, his eyes flickering.

"Miss, yes, I'm sorry, I didn't mean to, please give me another chance......"

The little maid didn't even have time to know the pain, so she hurriedly got up, knelt down, and begged for mercy.

Nan Anyun kicked her to the ground, mercilessly, "Opportunity, don't prepare for the dead." ”

Fear was overwhelming, and the little maid was crying with tears in her eyes.

She didn't dare to shout when she was kicked, she knelt up again, and her head slammed on the marble tiles with a bang!

"Miss, I know it's wrong, I know it's wrong...... I don't want to die, please spare me, I don't dare anymore. ”

Eyes widened in a soft voice, this scene was really shocking.

The words that come out of the mouth of such a delicate and beautiful person are so appalling!

Is it really the black of the near-ink?

The people who are with Ye Haocang are more ruthless than the other.

However, she seemed to have heard the little maid call Nan Anjun Miss just now......

Well?

He's a girl!