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Mengya lazily waved her hand, "Bye-bye~"

When she walked away, Meng Ya sighed, "Alas, the boss seems to have been taken care of by a big man, a private psychiatrist for a year, how much does this cost?" Well, you say, little fish! ”

Jiang Xiaoyu pinched his chin and was entangled, "I don't know, it's probably expensive?" ”

"Alas!"

The two sighed in unison.

"The boss is so good, that pervert king won't come to harass her in the future, it's just a pity!"

I'm definitely going to harass the two of them in the future, I'm heartbroken!

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Su Kui dragged his suitcase into the hall, and when he saw that the hall was full of messes, he couldn't help frowning.

How often is he agitated?

"Uncle Chu, what's the situation?" She lifted her eyelashes and glanced upstairs with a complicated expression, the room at the end of the left corner was still open, dark and dark, and there was no light in sight.

Uncle Chu, the housekeeper, sighed, "As soon as the little young master woke up in the morning, he sat in the living room and waited for you, but he didn't wait for you to come, and listened to Miss Mu's instructions and strictly controlled his medicine, which was ......."

Su Kui understood, Song Heng has a lot of problems now, all kinds of mental illnesses are in one, and he is dependent on antidepressant tranquilizers, and now that he has not collapsed, Su Kui feels admired.

She handed the salute to Uncle Chu and said softly: "I'll go up and take a look, and I'll trouble Uncle Chu to help me sort it out first." ”

Uncle Chu hurriedly nodded in agreement, Su Kui thanked him, and stepped on the ground again and went upstairs, looking down from upstairs, Su Kui sighed, in this villa, I don't know how many sets of furniture I have to change in a year.

The door was silently pushed open, everything seemed to be back to yesterday, the young man bent his knees, put his hands around his knees, buried his head tightly in his knees, and exuded a gloomy and oppressive aura around him.

Su Kui stepped forward, brushed open the curtains, and the bright and warm sunlight immediately reflected in. She pushed the window open again, and fresh air poured in, blowing away the gloom of the room.

In the end, Su Kui squatted down in front of the young man, "Angry?" Little master? ”

She whispered a few words, and the young man seemed to be asleep, without even mood swings, and sat quietly, just ignoring her.

Su Kui sighed in his heart, held his face with both hands, and the next moment, he was stunned on the spot.

He, crying—

"Little master......" she opened her lips, and the next moment, her hand was thrown away.

The young man pursed his thin pale lips and looked away, refusing to look at her.

"I'm sorry, I packed my luggage, and there are studio things, so I'm late, there's no next time, okay?"

Su Kui hooked his little finger and shook it, as if he was coquettish, his voice was soft and low, "Really, we are friends, forgive me this time, how about it?" ”

He finally looked back at her slowly, with dissatisfaction and grievance in his eyes, as if he was accusing her: he said that he would come, but why didn't he come.

His psychology is really too fragile, once he relies on the previous person, then, it is impossible to let go.

Su Kui could basically guess that even if Song Heng's mother felt sorry for him again, when he started a frenzy and the appearance of the six relatives not recognizing him appeared in front of everyone, no matter how well he controlled it, once he revealed a little fear.

So at this point, he will definitely be guarded to the end, and no matter how he makes up for it afterwards, he can't save his heart.

"Shake your head or nod your head and don't respond, then forgive me?"

Su Kui stood up and stretched out his hand, "Get up, it's a good day, how about we go out for a walk?" I saw that the roses were blooming very well in the rose garden. ”