Letting Loose After Marrying A Tycoon

Han Miao quickly took out her mobile phone from her down jacket pocket. She turned on the mobile phone's flashlight and shined it into the dark corridor.

The visibility of the mobile phone flashlight was very low, and Han Miao saw nothing.

If I can't see it, I feel even more flustered.

Han Miao muttered some superstitious words before trembling into the dark corridor.

She had a performance tonight, and she was wearing a pair of tight boots with heels under her long skirt. The heels made a 'tap-tat-tat' sound when they hit the concrete floor.

Han Miao loves to read suspense and horror novels. When she heard the clicking sound, what she thought about was the image of a fierce ghost knocking on the ground with its thigh bone.

Thinking of that scene, Han Miao shivered even more.

The underground corridor is not generally cold. When the cold wind blows, it's like entering the underworld.

After an unknown amount of time, Han Miao finally walked from Class 230 to Class 222 at the other end.

The front door of Class 222's classroom was open. Han Miao stood at the door, not daring to look inside the classroom for fear that she would see the headless senior sitting behind the desk.

Han Miao felt even more horrified when he thought of that scene.

She pointed the light of her mobile phone at the classroom and shouted in a tight voice with her eyes closed: "Neil? Are you there?"

No one responded to her.

Han Miao narrowed her eyes and glanced into the classroom. By the light of the mobile phone flashlight, Han Miao saw piles of textbooks, but did not see Li Ao.

Isn't Li Ao not in the classroom?

Was he really kidnapped?

Han Miao did not dare to think deeply about what happened to Li Ao after he was kidnapped. That childhood experience almost cost Li Ao his life. If it happened again, would Li Ao survive?

Although that guy is annoying, he is not bad, and Han Miao still hopes that he will be well. Han Miao stood at the door, looked into the classroom, and called out again: "Neil, are you there?"

This time there was still no response.

It seems that he is not in the classroom.

Han Miao turned around and prepared to leave.

Gululu——

Something fell to the ground and circled on the ground. It sounded like a coin, but it was not as clear as a coin.

That sound was particularly noticeable in the silent night. Han Miao was so frightened that she ran out of the classroom and went to the corridor. She stood in the corridor and gasped, wondering what the sound was?

She quickly guessed what the thing was. It was Teacher Ouyang's copper coin!

Neil!

"Neil, are you in there?"

Concern for Li Ao defeated the fear of the unknown darkness. Han Miao returned to the classroom and pointed the light of her mobile phone at the back door.

She didn't see anyone at Li Ao's position, but she heard a nervous breathing.

Han Miao swallowed and walked slowly towards the seat. As he got closer, a dark shadow appeared within the range that the mobile phone flashlight could illuminate.

Seeing that person, Han Miao froze on the spot.

The boy who stood much taller than her was currently curled up in the corner between the back door and the wall like a scared puppy that had been beaten by its owner.

The backpack with double shoulder straps fell beside the legs of the stool.

The boy held his head with both hands and tried hard to hide his feet under his buttocks to reduce his presence as much as possible. He leaned his head against the wall, breathing heavily and mumbling something.

He is talking!

The little mute is actually talking!

Han Miao did not dare to disturb Li Ao. She slowly approached Li Ao and squatted down slightly, wanting to hear whether Li Ao was really speaking.

As he got closer, Han Miao was sure that what he heard was the boy's voice.

Because he hadn't spoken for a long time, the boy's voice was very unpleasant, like a blade scratching slowly on a stone, making his scalp numb and making him feel uncomfortable all over.

Han Miao got closer to Li Ao and finally heard clearly what Li Ao was saying. He said, "Don't hit me. If I don't speak, I will be good..."

The young man's tone was frightened, with every word vibrating.

"Don't hit me, it hurts, it hurts so much." As he said this, the boy's body was shaking, as if an invisible person was beating him with a whip.

Han Miao looked at this scene blankly.

At this moment, all her prejudices against the boy disappeared.

She feels so distressed!

When he thought of the lively and cheerful little girl who would open her mouth and smile when taking pictures, that crazy woman turned her into this, Han Miao wanted to kill that crazy woman!

Han Miao silently opened his arms and gently hugged Li Ao's body.

When he sensed someone approaching him, Li Ao reflexively extended his legs to kick the person. This was his subconscious action to protect himself.

After kicking Han Miao, Li Ao seemed to recall more terrifying memories. He held his head tightly with his hands and hid against the wall. While hiding, he shouted in fear: "I was wrong, I was wrong, I don't dare to fight back anymore! Please, please, don't hit me!" "

Li Ao fell into a childhood fantasy and couldn't distinguish reality. He thought he was still a child locked up in that dark basement by that crazy woman.

In those days, he repeatedly begged for mercy and admitted his mistake, but no matter how he admitted his mistake, the woman just liked to torture and abuse him. She was always hitting and kicking him.

He was in so much pain, so hungry, and wanted to die!

Han Miao was kicked to the ground by Li Ao.

She landed on her wrist first, and the fall was extremely painful. Han Miao was so painful that tears came out of her eyes. Looking at the frightened and trembling boy, she felt pity again.

After hesitating for a moment, Han Miao got up again. She knelt and walked to Li Ao, then opened her arms and carefully hugged Li Ao again.

Li Ao was like a frightened bird, every hair on his body stood on his head.

Is she going to hit herself?

Li Ao admitted his mistake loudly: "I shouldn't have fought back! I won't fight back next time! Please, don't hit me!"

Han Miao hugged Li Ao tightly and said to Li Ao one after another: "Neil, I am Miaomiao! Neil, no one dares to hit you, and no one will hit you anymore. Neil, you are safe, you are now It's safe."

Li Ao was trapped in his own world and couldn't hear clearly what Han Miao was saying. He nervously repeated the words begging for mercy and admitting his mistake.

Han Miao was so distressed that she cried. She leaned her head on Li Ao's thin shoulder and said in a choked voice: "Neil, I will protect you, don't be afraid, ah! I will protect you, no one can hurt you! "

Han Miao's hands were stained with tears. The phone slipped from her palm and the screen fell to the ground. The light of the mobile phone flashlight shines directly on the ceiling of the classroom, and the dark classroom becomes brighter under the beam of light.

Li Ao saw the light.

Light?

Li Ao looked at the dazzling light, and gradually his confused consciousness returned.

He realized he was in a classroom, not a basement.

The crazy woman who hurt him is long dead.

Li Ao lowered his head and saw that his arms were held by a pair of hands.

He turned his head and saw a face crying profusely. The face was chubby, and he had put on makeup tonight. When he cried, the false eyelashes, eyeshadow, and liquid foundation were mixed together, like a paint palette that was stained by him.

Li Ao looked at Han Miao, and something was quietly changing in his eyes.

Han Miao finally breathed a sigh of relief when she noticed that Li Ao no longer trembled and muttered those nervous words.

Han Miao's embrace of Li Ao relaxed a lot. She gently patted Li Ao's back with her palms. While patting, she sang: "Twinkle, twinkle, twinkling, the sky is full of little stars."

When Han Miao had trouble sleeping when she was little, Song Ci would sing Little Star to her. Han Miao used the most clumsy and innocent way to comfort Li Ao's panicked and painful heart.

Hearing the girl's clear and gentle singing, Li Ao gradually relaxed. He sat down on the ground and rested his head on Li Ao's shoulder, feeling weak.

"twinkle Twinkle Little Star"

Snapped!

When Han Miao sang for the fourth time, the entire floor suddenly became as bright as day!

Someone turned on the switch.

The light was dazzling, and Li Ao blinked his eyelids before pushing Han Miao away and sitting up. He looked up at the lights in the classroom and heard footsteps running from the end of the corridor.

A few seconds later, Han Jun, Han Zheng and the bodyguards all appeared at the door of the classroom.

Seeing that Han Miao and Li Ao were both there, the bodyguards breathed a sigh of relief and quickly picked up their mobile phones and went to the corridor to call Li Li to report the news.

Han Jun and Han Zheng walked to the two of them, but they didn't say anything. Han Jun bent down and pulled Han Miao up, while Han Zheng stretched out his hands towards Li Ao.

Li Ao hesitated for a moment before putting his hand on Han Zheng's palm.

Han Zheng pulled Li Ao up. He noticed that Li Ao's cheeks were pale and his mouth was still bleeding from the bite of his teeth out of fear.

He thought of Li Ao's tragic experience in childhood, and for a moment he felt a little sorry for his brother. "Brother Li Ao, can you still stand firm?"

Han Zheng did not laugh at Li Ao, nor would he laugh at Li Ao. Who hasn’t had a moment of fear?

Li Ao's legs were weak and he couldn't stand up at all. Li Ao shook his head at Han Zheng, pointed to the stool, and motioned for Han Zheng to help him sit down.

Han Zheng helped Li Ao walk towards the stool.

Li Ao sat on the stool and glanced at Han Miao secretly.

Han Miao was wiping tears and telling her younger siblings: "He scared me tonight. When I found him, he was curled up in the corner of the door and shaking. When I got close to him, he kicked me. Me!"

Han Miao knelt down, picked up the hem of her skirt, then pulled down the zipper on the side of her leather shoes, and lifted up her flesh-colored leggings to expose her calf skin.

Han Jun saw a purple scar on Han Miao's calf. She thought about what was going on and looked at Li Ao with condemnation in her eyes.

Han Miao pointed to the scar and raised his head to accuse Li Ao: "Neil, look, I've been hurt for you again. I've been hurt non-stop since I met you!"

Li Ao stared at the scar and realized that it was from his previous kick. He felt very sorry and did not dare to look directly at Han Miao.

Han Miao wasn't really blaming Li Ao, she just wanted Li Ao to know how good she was and stop looking at people through her nostrils in the future.

Han Miao put down her leggings, put on her shoes, stood up, looked at Li Ao's weak face, and asked with concern: "Are you feeling better now?"

Li Ao nodded.

Han Miao asked again: "So can you speak now?" Han Miao took Han Jun's arm and said excitedly: "Neil can speak. I heard his voice before."

Han Jun and Han Zheng both looked surprised.

Han Zheng asked Li Ao: "Brother Li Ao, can you speak?"

Li Ao looked at the three siblings. He tried to open his mouth to speak, but no sound came out after opening his mouth.

He still can't speak!

Li proudly shook his head at Han Miao and the others.

Seeing this, Han Miao was somewhat discouraged, "Hey." She sighed and then said, "I thought you could speak."

Li Ao knew better than anyone else that he was unable to speak because of a psychological barrier, but it was impossible to say that psychological barriers could be overcome.

Several people rested in the classroom for a while, and when Li Ao could stand up and walk, they walked out of the school. Before reaching the school gate, several people met Li Li halfway.

Li Li obviously rushed over from the coffee house as soon as he heard the news of Li Ao's disappearance. He had time, and the slippers on his feet were all wrong. The left foot was his own gray slipper, which was larger, and the right foot was Li Ao's slipper, which was smaller.

Seeing that Li Ao was safe and sound, Li Li hugged Li Ao excitedly, feeling like he was ecstatic about surviving a disaster. "Neil, you almost scared dad to death."

Li Ao patted Li Li on the back to calm his father's panic.

Li Li received Li Ao, and then took out his mobile phone to make a video call to Su Beibei in New York to reassure Su Beibei.

Li Ao picked up his phone and walked to the car to video chat with Su Beibei.

After Li Ao left, Han Miao told Li Li in detail what happened in the classroom.

Li Li happily grabbed Han Miao's shoulders, causing Han Miao pain. "You said Li Ao spoke tonight?"

Han Miao quickly screamed, "Uncle Li, you scratched me and it hurts."

"I'm sorry, uncle is too excited." Li Li let go of Han Miao's shoulders and asked her eagerly, "Li Ao really spoke? Did you hear it correctly, Miaomiao?"

Han Miao nodded, "Yes, he did speak, but he only said words of begging for mercy and admitting his mistake. When there were lights in the classroom and he calmed down, he stopped talking."

Hearing this, Li Li's heart was as sharp as a knife.

He clenched his fists, then relaxed them after a moment.

"It's okay. If he can speak tonight, it proves that he is not truly mute. He can speak. Just wait a little longer. When he completely overcomes the obstacle, he can speak again."

Thinking of this, Li Li became happy again.

To be honest, Li Ao had never spoken a word in so many years. Li Li and Su Beibei were worried that Li Ao would become a real mute and would not be able to speak in this life.

Li Ao spoke tonight, which was good news for Li Li and Su Beibei.

It was already past eleven o'clock, and Han Jun decided to go back to Yulong Mountain tomorrow morning and rest in the school district room tonight. Seeing that Li Ao's face was still pale, Li Li also decided to take Li Ao to stay overnight in a room in the school district.

Han Miao ran outside all night in a skirt and was so cold that her body turned purple. As soon as he got home, Han Miao said, "I want to take a bath. Don't argue with me. I'm freezing to death!"

Han Jun and Han Zheng did not argue with Han Miao, and Han Jun thoughtfully filled the bathtub with hot water. Han Miao soaked in the bathtub, her whole body was wrapped in warm water, and then she began to hum comfortably.

The bathtub was at a constant temperature. Han Miao soaked in it for more than ten minutes before Han Jun opened the bathroom door and walked in. Han Jun stood outside the glass partition door and said to Han Miao: "It's time for you to get up. Soaking for a long time is not good for your skin."

"Soak for a while longer."

Han Miao soaked for another three minutes before reluctantly standing up, picking up a bath towel and wiping herself, then put on a bathrobe and returned to the room. After returning to the room, Han Miao put on her thermal underwear and hid under the quilt to sleep. When she was about to fall asleep, she heard a WeChat ding on her phone.

Han Miao stretched out his hand from the quilt, touched his phone, squinted at WeChat, and found that a stranger was applying to add friends. The other person's avatar is dark, his WeChat name is N, and the note on the application to add a friend says Neil.

Knowing that it was Li Ao who wanted to join him, Han Miao quickly approved.

After the friend application was approved, Han Miao typed and asked Li Ao: [Where did you get my WeChat ID? ] They have been classmates for three months, but they have never added WeChat friends. Han Miao thought that they would not add friends until they graduate from high school.

Li Ao had been holding his phone and waiting for her to pass the application. When he saw Han Miao's message, Li Ao explained: [I am also in the class group. 】

Of course Han Miao knew that Li Ao was in the class group.

On the first day of school, Li Ao was dragged into the class group by his class teacher. However, in the past three months, Li Ao had never spoken in the WeChat group.

Han Miao heard from Tianbao that many people in the class wanted to add Li Ao as WeChat friends, but Li Ao didn't get through to any of them. When Han Miao heard about this, she naturally wouldn't stupidly take the initiative to add the other party. It would be embarrassing if she was ignored, so she kept ignoring Li Ao like this.

Unexpectedly, Li Ao would take the initiative to join him, and Han Miao actually felt honored.

Han Miao was not stupid enough to ask the other party what she was doing. She sent a message to Li Ao: "You got a scare tonight. Go to bed early." 】

Li Ao: [What time will you go home tomorrow? My father said he wanted to treat you to breakfast, and he cooked it himself. 】

Han Miao: [Uncle Li wants to cook, so you must try it! 】

Li Ao: [Yeah. 】

Han Miao: [Good night. 】

Li Ao: [Good night. 】

There are only two rooms in Li Ao's rented house, and one of the rooms is decorated as a studio, so he only has one bed in the house.

The bed was 1.8 meters wide, so it was quite spacious even if Li Ao and Li Li were squeezed into the same bed.

After returning home, Li Li asked Li Ao to take a bath first, while he went to the kitchen to make a bowl of ginger soup for Li Ao. Li Li returned to the room with ginger soup. Seeing Li Ao holding his cell phone and looking at it in fascination, he asked him: "What are you looking at!"

Li Ao guiltily hid his cell phone under his pillow.

Li Li:?

Li Li guessed a certain possibility, and seeing Li Ao's eyes becoming excited, he sighed with emotion: "Unknowingly, my Neil has become a big boy, and he has reached the age of peeking at movies."

Li Ao glared at Li Li fiercely, his eyes a little aggrieved.

Li Li walked over and rubbed Li Ao's head, laughing at him: "Why are you so shy? When dad was your age, he also bought magazines and read novels."

Li Ao didn't want to explain at all.

"Drink the ginger soup and have a good sleep. The world will still be beautiful when you wake up tomorrow morning."

Li Ao drank the ginger soup obediently.

Li Li fell asleep beside him and said with emotion: "Since your mother divorced me, I have never slept in the same bed with anyone again."

Li Ao knew that his father was thinking about spring.

Li Ao knew that his father and mother were deeply in love back then, but later they divorced due to some issues. They are both single now, with no new lovers, but they have no plans to remarry.

But Li Ao felt that there was affection between his father and his mother, but his mother had looked down on love and love and did not show how much she cared about her father.

Li Ao hopes that his parents can remarry, but he will not take the initiative to mention it because he will respect every decision of his parents and will not selfishly use his existence to influence his parents' feelings.

Father and son sleep back to back.

Li Ao secretly took out his phone from the pillow, unlocked it, and Han Miao's selfie appeared on the screen.

When Li Li barged in with ginger soup, Li Ao was peeking into Han Miao's circle of friends.

In life, Han Miao is a chattering, laughing and playful girl, and her circle of friends is also very lively. She posts to Moments every day. The day before yesterday she was complaining about her sister being cruel, and last night she was praising her beauty.

Han Miao's circle of friends is just like her, lively, interesting and addictive.

Two minutes ago, Han Miao posted another message to Moments, writing: [He is such a pitiful and delicate person. 】

Li Ao felt that the 'little pitiful, little squeamish' was most likely referring to him.

Li Ao really wanted to leave a message to say something, but he still felt it was inappropriate to write, write or delete, so he simply quit the WeChat Moments.

Li Ao was also playing with his mobile phone. He noticed that the light on Li Ao's mobile phone was still on. He said, "Go to bed early and don't play with your mobile phone when the lights are turned off. It's not good for your eyes." He said this, but he himself I didn’t put down my cell phone.

Li Ao sent a WeChat message to Li Li, which read: [Han Miao said she wanted to eat the scallion oil noodles you made. She saved me tonight. You can make them scallion oil noodles tomorrow morning. 】

After reading the message, Li Li turned over and poked Li Ao's shoulder with his index finger.

Li Ao also turned over and lay flat with his father. Li Li asked him: [How did Han Miao know that I can make scallion noodles? 】That child has never eaten the scallion oil noodles he made. "Did you tell her?"

Li Ao lied and sent a WeChat message saying: [Maybe my mother always told Aunt Song and Song that the scallion noodles you made were delicious, so Han Miao and the others knew about it. 】

Seeing this explanation, Li Li was as excited as if he had been given a shot of chicken blood.

Li Li sat up and leaned against the bed, pinched Li Ao's face with his hands, and asked Li Ao: "Did your mother really praise the delicious scallion noodles I made?"

Li Ao nodded.

Li Li wanted to buy a plane ticket to fly to New York and make a plate of scallion noodles for Su Beibei!

Li Li was in a good mood and said: [Since Miaomiao has said it, I will show them my skills tomorrow morning! 】

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As soon as seven o'clock passed, Li Li got up and started making breakfast.

There are one large and three small children next door, plus his father and son, so Li Li has to make breakfast for six people.

After he cooked the noodles, he asked Li Ao to go next door to ask someone for breakfast.

Han Miao and the others didn't have the habit of sleeping in, so they got up early. Han Zheng was reading, Han Jun was boxing, Han Miao was exercising on the treadmill, and Yan Qingxiu was sitting on the floor in the room meditating.

When he heard the doorbell ringing, Han Miao turned off the treadmill and opened the door. Seeing Li Ao standing outside the door, Han Miao asked him: "Is Uncle Li ready for breakfast?"

Li Ao nodded.

"We'll be there right away."

Han Miao went back to the house and called Han Jun and the others to the next room.

Li Li waited for them all to arrive before bringing six plates of noodles to the dining table. Not only that, he also made leek boxes, cucumbers, and fish fillet porridge.

Smelling the aroma of scallion noodles, Han Miao looked at Li Li with admiration, "Wow! Uncle Li, you can actually make scallion noodles. You are so awesome! Even my father can't do this!" "

Li Li took off his apron and his proud tail almost reached the sky. He said, "What does this mean? I can also make hot and sour noodles and snail noodles. I will treat you to them next time I have a chance."

"Thank you, Uncle Li."

Han Miao is usually chatty, but when he goes to eat at other people's houses, he is very polite. Her sitting posture was very upright and she made no noise while eating. It looked like she had learned dining etiquette.

The three siblings looked exactly the same when eating. They looked like they were modeled after Yan Qingxiu. It seemed that they all learned from Yan Qingxiu.

After dinner, Han Miao and the others had to go back to Yulong Mountain.

Han Jun went back to the room to pack his homework, Han Zheng ran back to brush his teeth because he disliked the taste in his mouth, and Yan Qingxiu also went back to the room to pack things.

Han Miao was about to go back to the house, but Li Ao grabbed his wrist.

Han Miao looked surprised and asked Li Ao, "What are you doing?"

The beautiful young man couldn't speak, so he took Han Miao's hand and entered his bedroom.

This was the first time Han Miao entered Li Ao's bedroom.

The boy's room is very simply decorated. The American solid wood bed looks a bit retro, and the pure white quilt covers are stacked neatly. It can be seen that Li Ao is a clean child in life.

Han Miao was pushed down by Li Ao and sat down on the bed.

This was the first time Han Miao had sat on a boy's bed other than Han Zheng, and she felt very embarrassed. She moved her butt on the bed and saw Li Ao open the drawer and take out a yellow pill box.

The pill box has not been opened yet and is brand new.

Li Ao opened the box and took out a small white medicine bottle. Li Ao took the things and walked to the bed and squatted down. He put down the medicine bottle, then pinched Han Miao's left leg to take off her boots.

Han Miao was startled, subconsciously retracted her feet, and asked Li Ao warily: "What are you doing!"

Li Ao pointed at her calf and looked at her deeply.

Han Miao looked at his face and asked tentatively: "Do you want to apply medicine on me?"

Li Ao nodded.

Han Miao breathed a sigh of relief and said, "Give me the medicine and I'll apply it myself." Although she was fat and fat, she was actually quite thin-skinned. She couldn't accept a boy applying medicine and rubbing her legs.

Too ambiguous.

Li Ao seemed not to hear her words. He held Han Miao's feet again, quickly took off her flat boots, and rolled up her velvet jeans to reveal her injured calf.

The girl's legs are very fleshy, not very fat, but soft when pinched.

It was also the first time for Li Ao to do such a thing to a girl, and his ears turned red with embarrassment. Staring at the scars on Han Miao's legs, Li Ao's charming thoughts soon returned to calm.

He hurt Han Miao last night.

Li Ao's eyes became self-reproaching. He sprayed the medicine on Han Miao's calf and gently rubbed the scar with his warm palms.

Han Miao did not resist this time. She felt that Li Ao was a bit paranoid. He must achieve his goal in whatever he wanted to do, otherwise he would not give up.

Han Miao couldn't resist him, so she simply followed him.

It was a little painful to rub the injured area. Han Miao stared at Li Ao's face, trying to distract herself. She noticed that Li Ao's ears were red, so she pinched them.

So hot!

His ears were pinched, and Li Ao suddenly raised his head and looked at her with a strange expression.

Han Miao blushed, quickly retracted his hand, his eyes wandered around, and explained casually: "I see your ears are very red, as if you have a fever." Han Miao reached out and pointed at the drawer casually, and said: "You have a thermometer at home. No? I think you should check your temperature, you may have a low fever."

Li Ao lowered his head again and continued to massage the potion into Han Miao. After all the bruise medicine was absorbed by Han Miao's body, Li Ao lowered her trouser legs.

Li Ao picked up the shoes and planned to put them on for Han Miao himself.

Sensing Li Ao's intention, Han Miao quickly took back her shoes and put them on herself. While putting them on, she said, "I'm not a little baby. I still need someone to put my shoes on."

Li Ao didn't say anything this time.

He put the bruise medicine back into the medicine box and stuffed the medicine box into Han Miao's pocket.

Han Miao knew that Li Ao was thanking him for what happened last night.

This guy has a pretty good conscience.

"Okay, I'll take the medicine and let's go. Happy New Year's Day!" Han Miao waved her hand casually, opened the door and walked out.

After she left, Li Ao stared down at his body, his expression getting weirder and weirder.

After standing there for a moment, Li Aozai walked into the toilet.

After a while, Li Ao walked out of the toilet with a red face. He went to the studio and sat in front of the easel for a while, then opened a box of crayons and drew a leg on the drawing paper.

Those legs are not very slender, and are even a little fat.

After finishing the painting, he put down the pen and stared at the leg in a daze.

He felt like he was going to be sick.