Chapter 249

"Do you want fried shrimp?" Suddenly, Han Qiyao asked Nanchu.

South one Zheng, return to God: "eat full."

"Well, when you're full, go." Han Qiyao didn't stay here much.

Nanchu was obviously relieved. At least he didn't have to see Lu Xiao and Han Xiyuan show their love in front of him. The atmosphere in the box almost forced Nanchu to a depressed situation.

After Han Qiyao called the waiter to pay the bill, Nanchu had already stood up in a hurry, even without calling, so he walked out of the box.

Han Qiyao followed.

At the moment of leaving at the beginning of the south, Lu Xiao had stopped all his movements, and his eyes became cold: "I have something else to do. Let the driver take you back."

"Ah Xiao!" Han Xiyuan can't believe looking at Lu Xiao.

But Lu Xiao has turned a deaf ear, did not intend to pay attention to Han Xiyuan, directly did not return to leave the box.

Han Xiyuan was left in the box. Her face was blue, but Lu Xiao had no way. Finally, she could only get up and leave.

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on the way back to his apartment, Nan Chu didn't say a word, and Han Qiyao didn't take the initiative to speak. He just watched the road and drove.

The more quiet the atmosphere was, the more frightening Nanchu felt.

She always thinks that Han Qiyao knows everything, but he just doesn't say anything. Her eyebrows and eyes are very low, her palms are twisted together, and she is silent.

Because of the nervousness and uneasiness, the toes curled up in the shoes unconsciously.

But until the car stopped in the underground parking lot of his apartment, Han Qiyao did not say a word.

As soon as the car stopped, Nanchu got out of the car and walked towards the elevator. Han Qiyao put out the engine and closed the door to keep up with Nanchu.

That almost suffocating atmosphere, until back in the apartment, did not completely calm down.

Nanchu was really forced to collapse.

As a result, when the door of the apartment was closed, Nan Chu looked at Han Qiyao in amazement. He could not say a word.

Han Qiyao pressed Nan Chu on the door.

Such strength, like a long time of planning, the muscles hidden under the shirt, completely tight, just like a beautiful leopard, fiercely staring at its prey.

"You..." Nanchu said cautiously.

"The beginning of the south." Han Qiyao's voice seems to come from the north pole, which can freeze people instantly. "What did you and Lu Xiao do in Songyue, eh?"

The first deadlock in the southern junior high school denied: "No

"No, is it?" Han Qiyao asked coldly, "you know, what I don't like most is that someone lies, but I hate my women to wear green hats on me."

At the beginning of Nanchu:

But she never said a word.

What she and Lu Xiao have done is absolutely invisible. In the toilet, there is no monitoring probe.

As long as she's not seen, she can't admit it.

What's more, Nanchu is not a person who has never seen big waves. Such a picture will not easily make her disorderly.

As a result, Han Qiyao was more direct.

His hand so clasped Nanchu's wrist and dragged him directly to the huge French window in the bathroom. Nanchu was shocked. When

was too late to respond, Han Qiyao's finger pulp was stained with water. It had wiped away the foundation of the South's early intention to cover up the kiss, and the clear green purple mark was exposed to the air.

"Nothing?" Han Qiyao's voice was deep and terrible, "Nanchu, tell me, what is this?"

"I..."

"Why, can't bear loneliness, without a man? I respect you. I don't touch you. What did you do to me? Turn around and find Lu Xiao? I won't miss this time for dinner? "

Han Qiyao looked at Nanchu with a low roar. His cheeks were tight, and every word jumped out of his throat.

Nanchu felt that in Han Qiyao's anger, she could be killed by Han Qiyao.

And Han Qiyao did.

"Don't -" Nanchu looked at Han Qiyao's eyes, and immediately said in horror.

"No?" Han Qiyao sneered, "south early, late."

Nanchu was stunned and said

"Since you need men, being a boyfriend can't satisfy you." Han Qiyao sneered and looked at Nanchu.

Chu Si's shirt was unbuttoned in front of his face.

Until the chest with clear texture was exposed to the air, Nan Chu's face changed again and again.

She kept shaking her head: "schoolmaster, don't, don't do this -"

but Han Qiyao didn't give Nanchu any chance. He pulled away his clothes savagely. There were some traces on his white skin, which made his eyes more and more heavy.It's terrible, it's deadly.

Even Nanchu didn't know if he could leave here alive tonight.

Her face was frightened.

"Now I know I'm afraid, that night." Han Qiyao's words, like the God of death, completely sentenced the death penalty to the south.

Nanchu was completely stripped off by Han Qiyao in the scream. He fell on the big bed, and the tall figure covered it.

Mixed with anger and jealousy, as well as the desire for possession of the south, Han Qiyao's reason was completely forgotten.

Nanchu was struggling for his life, but no matter how he escaped, he could not escape from Han Qiyao's sphere of influence.

Han Qiyao looked at Nanchu like a dying Yama: "come here, don't let me say it again."

Nan Chu shook his head and hid deeper.

Her ankle was grabbed by Han Qiyao and dragged directly under Han Qiyao's body. At the moment when her skin was close to each other, Nanchu cried and kept shaking her head to beg for Han Qiyao.

"Don't do this, don't, don't let me hate you." Her voice was sad, even a little desperate, from high to low, until it disappeared.

Han Qiyao looked at the beginning of the south, and his eyes sank to horror.

Han Qiyao had never seen this kind of Nanchu. However, he felt terrible and unpredictable. He even felt that he would die in front of him if he really did something.

Even, this kind of feeling, bit by bit swallowed Han Qiyao.

He finally that point of reason to thoroughly force out, and then look at the body of the unresponsive Nanchu, it is numb, is rigid.

Finally, Han Qiyao got out of bed with a cold face: "Nanchu, don't let me see your disgusting face again."

Nanchu didn't know if he was relieved or should continue to be tense.

But Han Qiyao did not let go of Nanchu. Suddenly he bent down again, holding his mandible in his hand. He said, "Nanchu, my patience is limited. Don't play any tricks under my eyelids."

Nanchu pursed her lips and did not speak.

"Especially with Lu Xiao." Han Qiyao warned word by word, "Nanwan's operation will be in 10 days. You are ready. After the operation, we will get married immediately."

Nan Chu's face changed.

She knew that her marriage to Han Qiyao couldn't be changed, but she didn't expect to come so soon.

In Nanchu, I felt that Han Qiyao was the young master of the Han family. It was impossible to get married carelessly. In ten days, how could it be possible.

But soon, Nanchu laughed, tired smile, full of sadness.

Nowadays, the things that money can solve are really not things. What is ten days? Even tomorrow, Han Qiyao can make a wedding.

What's more, marriage doesn't have to be married. Getting a marriage certificate is also marriage.

"Nanchu, put away your thoughts." Han Qiyao said indifferently, "if I get married, I will certainly let the whole Jiangcheng people know that you are my man at the beginning of the south."

Nan Chu's face turned white.

"Wash your stuff for me." Han Qiyao looked gloomily, "don't make me lose my appetite."

With that, Han Qiyao turned around and left the master bedroom. Nanchu gasped heavily on the bed. She knew that Han Qiyao had let himself go.

However, this time is let go, what about the next time?

I'm afraid she can't get away with it.

South early sad smile, for a long time, just difficult to get up from the bed, Zai Zai carefully wash themselves clean.

After that, Nanchu curled up in the big bed and fell asleep late.

However, in my sleep, Nanchu couldn't be sure.

In her mind, are Lu Xiao that injured face, finally, can not help but tears.

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this time, Nanchu didn't stay in Jiangcheng for a long time. After he Zhengping called, he returned to the film and television city.

It was still sent back by Han Qiyao himself.

But what Han Qiyao and Nan Chu said did not have a trace of banter. The wedding is going on step by step.

Even Han Qiyao did not avoid anyone.

From the wedding dress, ring, to the banquet, Han Qiyao did it all by herself. At the beginning of Nanchu, she was almost mythologized by all the people. She only wanted to be a new bride with peace of mind.

Han Qiyao was the first love with deep love. From celebrities to ordinary girls in Jiangcheng, Han Qiyao was adored, and Nanchu was envious and envious.

Only Nanchu had no expression.

In the crew, when you see Nan Chu, you have to say congratulations to him. In an envious tone, Nanchu's response is just a fake smile.

Only Nanchu knew that she was indifferent to the wedding.

Only Nanchu knew how bloody the deal was behind the wedding.With life, and all her happiness in exchange for the transaction.

Nanchu frowned and didn't say a word. She was always quiet on the set, and earnestly completed the ending segment of the whole "enchantress".

The enchantress lay on the cold ground of the Imperial Palace and looked at the man who was at the top. She was sad and helpless, but she was very happy.

Men's eyes are deep, with complex emotions, but the surface does not show any.

They meet in the line of sight, only they can understand the emotion, complex and emotional. But for the sake of the country and the people, what the king can do is to send out the enchantress.

Today's enchantress, however, is dilapidated, with scars all over her body, with poison, and even with the last breath, she struggles to come back.

What she wants to see is just the last glance of her favorite man.

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