Just by taking two steps, he felt weak all over, and the heat was unbearable. It was very similar to the feeling of being in love. I'd like to find a few men.
"Why is it so itchy …" The guards kept shouting.
"I can't take it anymore. I need to find a man …"
"Heh …" Zhan Xiaolou watched as their poison flared up. He let out a cold laugh.
The group of guards who were originally charging towards the small tower were now utterly defeated and scattered in all directions. Each of them were holding onto the stewards and attendants that they could use to extinguish the fire. He did not care what the occasion was.
Zhan Xiaolou didn't pay any attention to what was happening as he carried Ning Yu out of the manor. She was going to bury Ning Yu and their child properly.
As Zhan Xiaolou thought about everything that had happened, he didn't even have time to see Ning Yu's final moments.
Ning Yu was buried. Zhan Xiaolou arrived at the restaurant.
"Boss, serve the wine, I want the strongest wine …" Zhan Xiaolou said in a low voice.
In the hallway of a room on the second floor of the restaurant, a man with an extremely good appearance was staring coldly at Zhan Xiaolou. No one seemed to be able to enter his heart. His eyes could see through everything.
"Boss, continue …" "Up..." Zhan Xiaolou, who had drank to the eighth jug, continued in a slurred voice.
"You're drunk …" Unknowingly, the man on the second floor had already arrived in front of Zhan Xiaolou.
Zhan Xiaolou tried his best to raise his head and look at him with misty eyes.
"Who are you …" "Why is she so good-looking …" Zhan Xiaotao tried his best to support the table as he stood up and stumbled towards the man on the second floor.
"Remember, my name is Sang Qing." She held onto Zhan Xiaolou as she watched her actions, wanting to see through everything that had happened in Zhan Xiaolou so that no one knew who was going to get drunk.
"Saw …" "Qing …" Zhan Xiaolou muttered and repeated the words. After two shouts, he could no longer hear anything. Zhan Xiaolou fell asleep while leaning on Qing Shui's body.
Seeing Qing Shui helping Zhan Xiaolou to his room on the second floor, he took off his clothes and socks. He quietly watched Zhan Xiaolou.
"Ning Yu … Ning Yu … I miss you so much... "I've already avenged you …" Zhan Xiaolou muttered with a frown on his face.
Hearing Zhan Xiaolou's mutterings, he felt as if his heart had been pierced. What kind of man made her so sad? He wanted to go outside to get some fresh air.
"Ning Yu … Don't go! Don't leave me behind! " As soon as Qing Shui stood up, he was pulled back by Zhan Xiaolou. A man's strength is far inferior to a woman's. Seeing Qing Qing was in pain, he could only sit back down on the bed.
"Ning Yu … "He's called Ning Yu …" She repeated the name.
But at this moment, Zhan Xiaolou suddenly pulled on Zhan Xiaolou's body. Zhan Xiaolou tore at her clothes and kissed each other. He felt around for her body.
Seeing that she was taken aback, she hurriedly tried to break free from Zhan Xiaolou's restraints. However, no matter how hard she tried, she was unable to break free.
"Let me go …" Let me go... I'm not the Ning Yu you're talking about! You should clearly see who I am! " Seeing the anxiety in his heart, he slapped the battle building.
Lou Lan drank too much, so he couldn't hear what Qu Qing was saying. He only kissed her and then stopped. However, he still held onto her tightly as if he was afraid that he would lose something.
Seeing that Lou Qingyun was still frowning even when he fell asleep, he reached out his hand and gently smoothed it over her. Realizing what he was doing, he abruptly retracted his hand and walked out of Zhan Xiaolou's embrace.