Reborn into Young Master Huo’s Little Fairy

Huo Hannian didn't seem to hear Wen Ruan's words, his temples jumped suddenly, prickling like needles.

He poured another glass of spirits into the glass, and just as he was about to drink it out, a small white hand reached out and snatched the glass away.

Huo Hannian looked at the girl in front of him.

The beautiful face, the clear and clear deer eyes, the small and exquisite qiong nose, the delicate pink lips... His mind seemed to have two faces constantly overlapping, and the narrow black eyes overflowed with a layer of Scary scarlet.

There is a picture that wants to break through the gates of memory, but still can't remember it.

The torture of both ice and fire made him look ugly to the extreme, and cold and cold appeared between his eyebrows and eyes.

He hasn't been sick for a long time.

At least after meeting her.

The only trace of reason told him that he couldn't stay here anymore, or it would hurt her.

"Leave me alone, stay away from me--" Huo Hannian stumbled out of the box holding his head that was about to split.

Wen Ruan saw Huo Hannian's tortured and painful back, and immediately thought of his illness.

It took more than twenty minutes from when she entered the box to when he came in again. What did he experience?

Wen Ruan naturally didn't worry about him, so she followed out.

After Huo Hannian walked out of the box, he felt that the whole world was spinning.

In cold sweat, he slid down his forehead drop by drop. He staggered and entered a box opposite.

Just about to close the door, Wen Ruan pushed it open and walked in.

"I'll let you go!" Huo Hannian knew how terrifying his illness was. He couldn't control himself at all. Aimee had spent a long time treating him psychologically before he got better.

But once you get out of control again, Aimee said, it's hard to get better.

Wen Ruan had guessed that Huo Hannian might be emotionally out of control.

She had never seen him when he really got sick, it turned out to be so terrible.

Like a dark and bloodthirsty demon.

Wen Ruan was also a little scared and apprehensive in her heart, but she couldn't leave.

If she leaves, he doesn't know how to hurt himself!

"I do not go!"

Wen Ruan stepped forward and hugged his delicate body with his slender arms.

"go!"

Huo Hannian's head hurts more and more, and he is about to lose control of himself. He waved his hand vigorously, "Go!"

Wen Ruan was swung onto the carpet by him.

The man who shook her away slammed his head against the wall because of too much pain and suffering.

Wen Ruan's heart almost jumped out of her throat. She took a pillow from the sofa and quickly blocked the wall he hit.

"Huo Hannian, don't hurt yourself!"

Regardless of fear, Wen Ruan hugged him again.

Huo Hannian was full of evil spirits. He looked down at Wen Ruan's face, like a beast with a irritated head, suddenly raised his hands and pinched her slender neck.

A suffocating pain struck, Wen Ruan felt that she was almost out of breath. She opened her eyes wide and looked at the man whose reason and emotion had completely lost control. She squeezed his big hand with both hands, trying to pinch him around her neck. His hands broke apart.

"Huo, Huo Hannian, you should be more sober, I am Ruan Ruan..."

Huo Hannian's handsome and profound face was covered with a gloomy chill, as if he had come out of hell.

He couldn't listen to what Wen Ruan was talking about, the irritability and gloom that kept rolling in his body almost swallowed him.

There is only one voice in his head, this woman **** it!

Wen Ruan couldn't break his hand, and looked at him with crazily bloodthirsty eyes.

He is totally different.

Wen Ruan's mind was blank for a few minutes, she couldn't break his hand, nor could she calm him down, hot tears slipped from the corner of her eyes and fell onto the back of his hand.

He was a little more sober in an instant, and after seeing who he was pinching, his whole body fell into the abyss.

He loosened Wen Ruan's neck abruptly, trying to see her condition, but stretched out his hand halfway and retracted again.

He took a few steps back as if being hit hard.

Wen Ruan bent down and coughed violently. The tears were still falling. She raised the back of her hand and wiped the tears off her face, looking at Huo Hannian.

Huo Hannian took a few steps forward, leaning on the wall with one hand, his chest still violently ups and downs.

A cold voice sounded in my ears:

"Keep your eyes open and take a good look at this woman. The torture I am now suffering is all because of her!"

"Why are you so useless? Why can't I keep his heart with you?"

"I am going to kill you!"

It hurts, it hurts!

The piercing pain!

The knuckles of Huo Hannian's fingers on the wall were all white, and the whole figure seemed to be plunged into an icy abyss, and the narrow black eyes were covered with a layer of bloodthirsty scarlet, gloomy and terrifying.

There was a smell of fishy sweetness in his throat.

With a pop.

He spat out a mouthful of blood.

Seeing this, Wen Ruan broke physically and mentally.

"Huo Hannian!"

The man who supported the wall, with a tall and stern body, fell straight to the ground.

Wen Ruan couldn't help Huo Hannian, so she called Li Yanchen to the bread box.

Seeing Huo Hannian lying on the ground with blood still dripping from the corner of his mouth, Li Yanchen frowned, "What's the matter?"

Wen Ruan shook his head, "I don't know, he suddenly lost control of his emotions."

Wen Ruan took the lower pulse for Huo Hannian and fed him a heart-protecting pill.

"Send him back first!"

Li Yanchen saw Wen Ruan's reddish-purple neck, and when he thought about Huo Hannian's emotional loss of control, his brow furrowed deeper, "He pinched it?"

Wen Ruan did not speak.

"I'll take him back. You can find a hot towel to put on."

Wen Ruan was not worried about Huo Hannian, but he seemed to lose control of his emotions even more after seeing her.

"it is good."

...

The next day.

Huo Hannian slowly woke up, his long and narrow black eyes were still scarlet, and his temples were still sore.

He rubbed his head and sat up from the bed.

As if thinking of something, he was stunned again.

What happened last night, scenes flooded his mind.

He became ill and strangled Wen Ruan's neck——

Huo Hannian's pupils shrank violently, he found his mobile phone and subconsciously dialed her number.

But after the call went out, he broke again.

Sitting weakly on the head of the bed, he called Aimee.

"I want to see you, right away, right away!"

The woman on the other side of the phone who hadn't gotten up was silent for a moment, and then said lazily, "Don't you never see me again?"

"Please." His voice was hoarse to the extreme.

Aimee was stunned. He had never begged her in such a gloomy, low tone since he was diagnosed and treated.

"What happened to you?"

Huo Hannian's voice is low and hoarse, "Maybe I am evading something subconsciously, but now that I'm back, I don't want to escape anymore, I want to remember the past."

Aimee sighed slightly, "Okay, I will fly to the Imperial City in the afternoon, you come to my psychological clinic."

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