Nice To Meet You, Mr. Xiao

He didn't know that he actually did something bad with good intentions, and Yao Rong was misunderstood by his father today, which made the distance between them even bigger.

"You go back." Yao Rong said, a little unbearable.

Her heart is not made of iron, how could she not know that Yao Shengming loves her, it's just that there are some things that shouldn't be like this.

Yao Shengming listened, he took a step, walked forward, stood in an open place, removed the umbrella and looked at her: "Do you like him very much?"

Yao Rong's lips moved, his voice was stuck in his throat and he couldn't utter it.

like? She and Zhuo Bi did have a few encounters. He had saved her once, but didn't Yao Shengming also save her?

"Go to bed early." Yao Shengming thought she had acquiesced when she heard that she didn't answer.

Yao Rong watched him leave, she looked at his back, and asked, "Yao Shengming, is your injury okay?"

She always wanted to ask, especially wanted to know.

When Yao Shengming was in a coma, she asked the nurse that Yao Shengming had no injuries on his back.

She was kidnapped that day. Although she was in a coma, she saw that the man rushed over to protect her in order to save her, and the pillar of fire fell down on him.

Although he must have been injured when he was crushed, Yao Shengming's back was not injured. . . Zhuo Bi's body was wounded.

"Don't stay up late, go to bed early." Yao Shengming said, without looking back, he got into the car.

His hands gripped the steering wheel tightly, and he felt that all his strength had been drained.

Yao Shengming's back was stiff. He drove around the city and saw someone burning a fire at night, but there was no one next to the fire. He parked and sat inside for a long time, staring at the fire.

After thinking for a while, he opened the door and got out of the car.

Looking back and seeing no one around, Yao Shengming took off his clothes, picked up a piece of red-hot wood, and handed it to his back, only to hear the sound of flesh being scorched.

"Ah, hiss." Yao Shengming knelt on the ground in pain.

His hair was wet with sweat, and he knelt on the ground with trembling hands. Yao Shengming raised his head and threw the wooden stick into the fire. He braced himself up and wobbled to the side of the car.

"Hiss." He tried to open the door, but his hands were shaking.

Thinking back to that day, Zhuo Bi rescued Yao Rong, but jumped off the stairs with her in his arms, so as not to hurt her, but today he was only burnt and couldn't even stand on his feet.

"How could I be inferior to him?" Yao Shengming said through gritted teeth.

It's a pity, he knew in his heart that at that moment just now, he still had this kind of pain, which was unmatched by ordinary people, and at the moment when he was trembling and unable to stand still, he was thrown several blocks by Zhuo Li.

Yao Shengming didn't want to admit defeat, he opened the car door and sat in, leaning his back on the car seat, feeling the burning pain, he resolutely drove away.

In the early morning in City S, a strong wind suddenly blew up and light snow fell.

Han Changqing stayed up all night and sat on the steps.

I saw a figure rushing in, Wen Shui's eyes were full of red blood, his chin had a green beard, and his hair was disheveled, he was wearing a black slipper on his foot, and the other foot was actually red. . . .

"Ask for water?" Seeing him coming back, Han Changqing quickly stood up.

Wenshui was silent, rushed over him and rushed into the bedroom.

"Where's Master?" Han Changqing turned around and followed him in.

Wenshui has been busy for a long time, only to see the quilt move, the little fox poked his head out from inside, rubbed his eyes, looked at them in confusion, obviously woke up by their disturbance.

"..." Seeing this, Han Changqing stretched out his hand to lift it up.

The little fox shrank back, struggled, and threw himself under the quilt, refusing to come out.

"Han has something to ask Ben Shao to bring to you." Wenshui said to Han Changqing, with a solemn expression, turned and walked out.

Seeing this, Han Changqing watched his back for a long time before following him.