Chapter 39: Not hitting a woman

Chapter 39
She was crying while she was crying, "It's you, it's you, why are you taking me to Moon Island? Why let me get involved in your messy things? Do you know I'm so scared, I can't go to jail, My brother is studying abroad, my father is like that, I still owe you so much money, what should I do? What should I do? "
Su Haohao did not hide, but just reached out and embraced her directly into her wide and warm embrace, looking down at her little red face and letting her vent.
Luo Qingyun was tired, lying on his chest and crying sadly, and seemed to release all the grievances and pain he had suffered since these days.
His arms were very comfortable, giving a sense of peace of mind. Luo Qingyun cried enough, then suddenly realized his extraordinary behavior, raised his head in haste, and broke away from his arms.
The twinkling tears of water fell into his deep black eyes, and she instantly felt the cold chill from his body, making her shudder.
What did she just do?
She was really furious at her fist.
Turning back, he did not dare to look at his face again, took out the key to open the door, and lifted his feet to go in, but his arm was firmly held by a large palm, dragging her directly from the door to the wall on one side, the other Only a big palm rested by her head.
"Who told you that if you hit someone, you can turn around and leave?"
Luo Qingyun was frightened by this sudden movement. Her back was close to the wall, and her watery eyes looked at the gloomy man with a hint of cowardice. The atmosphere didn't dare to come out, and the small heart was fluttering. Jump straight as if you can jump out of your chest at any time.
Seeing her retreat, she became a little timid, her thin lips opened again, her eyes softened a little, "Why don't you talk? Isn't it just great?"
Luo Qingyun opened her mouth and wanted to apologize.
However, I was a little unwilling.
Obviously it is he who has caused himself to be taken away and asked for so long, shouldn't it be him who should apologize?
Moreover, although she just stabbed him a few times, she did not use much effort. As a man, he should not be so careful.
Holding her head up, she bit her lip and looked at him stubbornly. "What does Mr. Su want? Call back?"
Su Yinghao thought she would flinch, but did not expect that she would have the courage to lift the bar with herself. There was a hint of wonder in her eyes, and her whole body became colder than before.
The two beautiful thick eyebrows froze together, her lips down slightly, her lips tightly tightly silent.
"I don't hit women!"
A few moments later, Su Yinghao opened his mouth, his hand resting on the wall loosened, turned and pushed the door next to it, and his long legs stepped in.
"Hey ... you ..." Luo Qingyun saw that he entered his own house like this, and immediately became anxious, and followed quickly.
Her speed was fast, but Su Yunhao was blocking in front, so there was no warning, her head was directly hitting his strong back, hurting her eyes.
"Although I don't hit women, if you continue to provoke you like this, I will be rude to you." The man who was hit turned his head and looked at her with an unhappy expression.
Luo Qingyun rubbed his aching head, his face was sad and muttered, "I didn't mean it."
Su Haohao ignored him, took an elegant step, and walked around in a room of ten square meters. "This is your home?"
Luo Qingyun walked to the side of the coffee table, knelt on the ground, poured a glass of water, poured a few mouthfuls, calmed his frightened little heart, wiped his mouth, and looked up, "Yeah."
Su Yanhao's gaze fell on her again, to be precise, on the empty water glass in her hands.
Luo Qingyun followed the direction of his gaze, lowered his head, and glanced at his glass. He seemed to remember something, and then asked, "Do you want to drink water?"
"Okay." He nodded.
Luo Qingyun just asked casually, but since the other party wants to drink, she is not good to not give, after all, the visitors are guests.
But there is a serious problem.
She lifted up the glass in her own hand, with a look of wonder, "But what do I do? This is the only glass in my house that I have used ... or else, you use the pot directly?"
While talking, she couldn't help but think of a dignified business kingdom carrying the picture of Mr. Zi Su holding a kettle, not too beautiful.
"Just use yours," he said without giving her too long to imagine.
"Ah?" Luo Qingyun thought he had heard wrong.
"I don't dislike it," he said, sitting on the lazy sofa next to him, with his two long legs folded together, putting up Erlang's legs, and most of them looked like guests.
Luo Qingyun's mouth twitched secretly, but he obediently poured half a glass of water and handed it to him, "Please use slowly."
Su Yinghao looked at her unnatural face, and raised the corner of her mouth slightly, took the drinking glass and drank.
Luo Qingyun watched his lips stick to the mouth of the cup he had just used. I don't know why, the small face started to become red and hot, and the small heart jumped suddenly.
Is this an indirect kiss?
She thought, and immediately shook her head again, scolding herself for wanting to crook.
After drinking water, Su Haohao was not interested in her humble hut. He got up and looked down at Luo Qingyun, sitting in front of the coffee table, and immersed in the picture of Su Yinghao sharing a water glass with her. "Let's go."
Luo Qingyun came back to God, and looked up at him, "Where?"
"Is the housekeeper Luo forgetting his own job?" Su Yunhao frowned slightly.
"Oh, you mean going back to the hotel." Luo Qingyun quickly got up from the ground and sorted out his clothes.
Su Yinghao glanced at her with a scratchy head and raised her feet to go out.
The two went out of the door, just about to go towards the stairs. Suddenly Luo Qingyun saw a fat woman in front of him coming from the first floor. She took a step back and hid behind Su Yinghao.
His body was very tall and Luo Qingyun hid behind him. People in front of her were basically invisible to her.
However, her actions left Su Da's boss a little confused. He turned his head and looked at her puzzledly, "What are you doing?"
Luo Qingyun busy made a snoring gesture to him, his little hand panickedly grasping his big palm, dragging him back to the house.
Su Haohao didn't know what her nerves were. Looking at her mysterious and nervous look, she had to follow her back to the room and watch her lock the door.
"Housekeeper Luo ..." Opening his mouth, he was going to ask her again what the hell.
But before speaking, half of her mouth was covered by the woman's little hand in front of her.
Her hands were soft, with a scent of hand cream, and it smelled a little sweet.