Chapter 30: Little Young X Fairy Girl (15)

The window was smashed, and in the originally cold house, the cold wind was poured into it, and it was drilled down the neckline, which made people tremble.
An Zeru strode over, and the glass on which he stepped made a sound on the ground, especially harsh. Gu Yu had already reacted, threw down the stool, and hurriedly got behind Cen Simiao, took out the dagger
head from his pocket, and arrived at her neck.
His voice was flustered and sharp, and his face was pale: "You go out to me! Otherwise I will kill her now!"
An Zeru's eyes were sharp, he was watching Gu Yu closely, and his momentum was especially terrible. Hearing his words, he stopped and pressed his lips tightly.
Gu Yu's hand was shaking, the tip of the knife was next to Cen Simiao's neck, her eyes were straight, and her teeth were clenched.
An Zeru clenched her fist, her chin was tight, her throat moved, her eyes were somber: "If you hurt her today, try it."
Gu Yu's muscles were tight, and he heard: "Let her go, I'll give you what I want."
He saw that An Zeru's eyes were serious, and he sneered suddenly, with a strange tone: "She really has the ability to eat you to death."
Looking down at Cen Simiao again, "You were in front of me, but you acted so hard. What do you look like in front of him?"
Immediately afterwards, the knife stuck closer, Cen Simiao still kept her eyes down, and when he heard his question, she trembled her eyelashes and looked at Gu Yu: "Do you want to know?"
The tone is very slow, the ending is rising, and it seems to be talking about something that has nothing to do with himself.
Gu Yu's anger was picked up again, but he was less panicked. He was afraid of making things bigger, and he didn't dare to hold his hands. He had to pull his throat hard.
Cen Simiao frowned, and the rope broke.
An Zeru's face was ugly, and while Gu Yu bowed his head, he wanted to come forward and take down the knife. As a result, he suddenly looked up and saw his movements, his expression suddenly excited, and he fluttered in the air with his hand without a knife.
Cen Simao squatted down while taking her body off the ground, and rolled on the ground, far away from Gu Yu. An Zeru's eyes were fast, and he ran up immediately, Gu Yu turned back and ran over.
The blade stabbed.
An Zeru's eyes narrowed, the tip of his tongue was against his upper teeth, and the anger in his heart rushed to his brain. His expression was a bit vicious, and his muscles were tense.
Suddenly felt that the hand on the side was pulled, he frowned, especially annoyed, ready to say let her run away, don't stop.
Then saw Cen Simiao picking up a wooden stick from the corner and shoving it into his hand.
"Hit hard, just breathe."
Instead, An Zeru calmed down and glared at her, smirking: "You are really and you are not afraid to be a widow."
Fighting An Zeru has experience. Where it hurts, it's not terribly fatal, it's the clearest. Gu Yu was afraid of trouble when he went to school, and he was very good before the teacher. He always read his head down and didn't get involved in any chores.
Fighting will only be brave and fierce, and soon it will fall.
The knife was also lost.
An Zeru pressed him down on the concrete floor, squinting his neck, his eyebrows gloomy, and snorting: "You are such a disgusting thing."
He then punched him with bloodshot corners.
Gu Yu struggled with a lot of words in her ears: "You are greedy without a brain, and you ca n’t talk until you have finished playing. Your face is so ugly, and you want to learn to eat soft rice, you need to make a facelift first."
Cen Simiao frowned, and still said something.
Suddenly I heard the siren scream.
Gu Yu was arrested and put on trial for a while before he could be sentenced. Hearing this news, An Zeru lowered his eyebrows and said nothing about the wound on his eyes and hands.
I don't know what to think about.
He has been at home these days and hasn't gone to work in the company. Cen Simiao took the time to come back to see him. In the first few days, I stayed at home and had to feed me.
The injuries on my hands have improved recently, and the company has a lot of things. Cen Simao had to run back and forth on both ends. An Zeru sat on the sofa and suddenly heard the door lock ring.
Frown.
Instantly became weak, very weak. Crooked on the sofa, weak. Cen Simiao bent over to take off her shoes, holding her shopping bag in her other hand, putting on slippers, and walking to the living room saw An Zeru's pitiful eyes.
She squinted her eyes and said nothing.
Put something on the coffee table, turn around and wash your hands. Although the wound on An Zeru's hand bleeds a lot of blood, it doesn't hurt the vitals and does not affect life, as long as you take good care of it.
When I went to the hospital a few days ago, the doctor said that he was almost done.
As a result, when she returned home, she had to feed her to eat or die. After a while, Cen Simiao came to him: "What do you want to eat at noon?"
An Zeru lifted his eyes and pursed his lips, feeling very low.
Cen Simiao sat next to him, holding him gently, her eyes narrowed, and An Zeru narrowed her eyes, feeling very relieved. Suddenly there was a heat in her ears, her breath.
He heard a soft tone: "You have changed a lot."
Then there was a sigh, not just a sigh, but also a bit of regret.
As soon as An Zeru was stiff, preparing to speak, she felt Cen Simao holding his hand loose, she got up to go to the kitchen, and glanced at him before leaving.
He gritted his teeth.
By the time Cen Simiao came out carrying the meal, An Zeru was already sitting at the dining table, her lips clenched, her face flushed, and her eyebrows unhappy.
Cen Simiao froze, then bent her lips, and softened her voice unconsciously: "Dine."
An Zeru did not expect her to have this attitude, and swallowed back when she was about to get angry. His chin was lowered, his expression moved, and his tone of breath regained his former suffocation: "Where do you like me?"
She raised her eyes.
Without waiting for an answer, An Zeru didn't ask, he turned his head and watched her eat. He glanced at the bowl of chopsticks in front of him again, and whistled at her: "Do you want me?"
Cen Simao didn't look at him: "Your hand is going to be gone for life?"
An Zeru has a profound meaning: "With you, it's nothing."
Pai Cai's hand stopped, Cen Simiao put down his chopsticks, looked up at him, pinned his forehead hair behind his ear, and got up to walk into the room. When he got to his side, he was dragged into his arms.
An Zeru hugged her tightly and snorted: "Sure enough, I just started letting you take care of me for a few days, and then started to abandon me. I'm so sad."
Cen Simiao did not struggle, "You know it will be."
In a word, An Zeru was stunned. He dropped his head and leaned on her shoulder. Cen Simiao's ears were full of his sigh. Suddenly there was a pain in my waist and I was stabbed.
He cursed softly: "No conscience."
Immediately kissed the earlobe, slowly slipped, delicate neck until it fell on her fingertips. An Zeru frowned, and took out a ring from his pocket.
He stared at Cen Simiao: "I lack a conscience wife. Would you like to try?"
With a brow, her lips moved, and she looked down to see An Zeru biting the ring, slowly putting it on her finger. From time to time, he kissed his fingertips and was wet.
Cen Simiao bent her eyes.
The marriage was settled, and An Zeru was going to take down the company's affairs and go to run the wedding process first. As a result, a business came directly, and he had to be talked about because it was related to technical issues.
And the kind of business trip.
He was particularly aggrieved, but could not help but, Cen Simiao coaxed him a few words, and then packed his luggage, suddenly dizzy, weak hands and feet, after a while to ease over.
During the period, An Zeru called her in the living room, and Cen Simiao was unable to respond.
She gritted her teeth and asked what was going on with the system.
It brought a husky bgm after crying, and was particularly sad: "I'm working hard, please give me time again, I won't let you down."
As soon as the voice fell, dizziness reappeared.
As soon as An Zeru walked for a few days, she called once every two hours, and Cen Simiao was also kind. But later, because he went out, the washing of the breast
chestwork returned to her hands, only to find the sticky locator on it.
No wonder I found her so quickly last time.
Cen Simiao gritted her teeth.
After a while, An Zeru called again: "Gu Yu was sentenced, you know ..."
Before finishing speaking, I heard Cen Simiao's unexpectedly tender voice: "I miss you."
He frowned, not feeling right.
Sure enough there was a cry: "Remember to buy a new washboard when you come back."
Gu Yu lived in prison. His mother couldn't swallow this breath. He had no money and no son. All of them depended on Wu Yunrui to feed, and he still had to look at his face. She held her breath, asked Cen Simiao's company, and went directly to her door.
Make a big noise.
Grabbing Cen Simiao's clothes, yelling loudly, all dirty words came out. Lu Mi hurried over to protect him, called the security guard to come in, Cen Smiao pursed her lips, let the security guard who was dragging Gu Yu's mother out, and so on.
Walked over and slapped her.
Then he went back to his home to dig out the video, applied for a new WeChat signal, added it to Wu Yunrui, and sent it over.
The last time I caught him with An Zeru, I put a miniature camera on his collar and secretly took it. There was no picture, but Cen Simiao added a word.
Wu Yunrui immediately fry the pan, just like crazy, immediately kicked out Gu Yu's mother. During these days, she did not listen to Gu Yu's mother, saying that she was sorry for Gu Yu.
I just finished the last point.
This WeChat message is just an excuse.
Gu Yu's mother dragged her suitcase and walked around the street. Her eyes were bewildered. She had lost her demeanor when she was in Gu's family. She had become a lot older recently and looked like 70 people.
He stumbled to the hospital where Father Gu was staying, and asked the nurse to know that his condition had deteriorated so much that he could only take care of him.
She desperately tried to break into the ward and was dragged to the hospital door.
Sitting on the street, staring blankly around, suddenly laughing, and grinning again.
Cen Simiao suddenly received this prompt, and the system hadn't appeared for a long time. She quickly seized: "Where did you go!"
The system is serious: "Hello host, the little cute has recently made a program error and was taken back by our boss to repair it. I will temporarily take over."
She froze: "That said, maybe it won't affect my body anymore?"
The system was silent: "No, these are still under the control of the little cute system, I just came out to remind you."
Cen Smiao opened her eyes with wide eyes and suddenly felt dizzy. Her body was soft and fell to the ground before she had time to ask what was going on.
I heard the system anxiously anxious: "Not good, little cute should be reorganizing the program, temporarily all functions are disappearing. Host your body can only support for two hours."
"Please complete the task of favorability as soon as possible, otherwise everything will fail."
Sun, two hours by plane to An Zeru is not enough to give him a plane.