Chapter 1827: Slowly like you 76

Chapter 1827 slowly likes you 76
I stared at the blood-stained fingers that he wrote. Ayan’s hand was very nice. He had a long, well-defined hand like Li Yu, so the good-looking hand was very suitable for the piano, but at this moment, Ayan The hand was covered with blood. She clearly saw every word he wrote. Every word was like a knife sharply stabbing her heart, hurting her.
However, after Ayan shuddered her fingers and wrote the words, she handed the handkerchief to the front of her face, still quietly looking at the wood.
晟泠 Slowly reach out and pick up the handkerchief, look down at the line on the handwriting, and the low-hanging eyelashes tremble slightly, she saw on it -
The reason why the princess is good to me is because I look like a princess's sweetheart?
I don’t want to answer yes, but I can’t say it.
It seems that at this time, it is wrong to say anything.
He lowered his head and gently wiped the blood on his handkerchief and whispered, "Don't think too much."
A Yan did not move for a long while, and lifted her head and saw that Ayan was still watching her, and she had not moved.
You can only don't open your head and force yourself not to look at him.
The carriage was in a dead silence until the carriage finally stopped.
He finally said, "It’s my brother who misunderstood that you caught you, sorry."
Ayan looked at her and shook her head, saying that she did not blame her.
He rubbed his lower lip and said: "When you don't go anywhere, stay here and raise your wounds. I have already asked people to come to the doctor."
Ayan looked at her and opened her mouth slightly. It seemed that there was a feeling that she could not breathe.
"Ayan..."
He suddenly raised his hand and wiped the bruise of his eyes. He looked at his eyes a little red, and somehow, his heart followed.
And A Yan lowered his head again, holding the handwritten book that had been taken back, turning pages and pages, and finally holding a pen and writing a sentence -
Princess, if you are just fresh, can you, don't be too good for me.
His eyes were a little sluggish, and for a moment, there was no movement.
And Ayan did not wait for her answer this time. After reading this sentence to her, she endured the pain and quietly left the car.
He finally reacted to what he had, and then he got off the bus, but he saw Ayan licking his hand, walking in the darkness, and did not walk into the yard.
It is like saying that he is not willing to accept her again.
I chased it up, "Ayan... you stand!"
She panted and chased him in front of him, opened his hands and stopped him, and asked him, "Where are you going?"
A Yan looked at her motionlessly and did not answer.
"You are hurt now, where can you go?"
And Ayan’s silent expression seems to tell her that he can go anywhere, just can’t go with her.
He saw the firmness of his eyes and quietly retired and let him go.
I watched as some of his lonely figure gradually drifted away in the darkness. Finally, he silently got on the carriage and muttered to the butler: "You are looking for someone to follow him. If there is anything, tell me in time."
Although the housekeeper did not understand why he was so concerned about Ayan, he still nodded.
This night, Ayan found an inn and asked for the cheapest inferior room to live.
There was some air leaking from the window door, and the cold wind blew in. There was no candle in the room. Ayan was wounded in a wooden bed. I didn’t know the pain. I looked at the roof without blinking my eyes. Stopped flashing two words -
Li Yu.
Li... encounter...
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(To abuse it~)
(End of this chapter)