Chapter 1333

Mengya waves to her lazily, "Bye ~"

when she is far away, Mengya just sighs, "Alas, the boss seems to be taken care of by a big man. A year's private psychologist, how much does it cost? Well, little fish

Jiang Xiaoyu scratched his chin and tangled, "I don't know. Maybe it's expensive?"

"Alas!"

The two sighed in unison.

"The boss is so lucky that the devil king will not disturb her in the future. It's a pity!"

I'm sure to harass both of them in the future, Xinsai!

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Su Kui dragged his suitcase into the hall and frowned when he saw that the hall was full of mess.

How often does he FRET?

"Chu Bo, what's the situation?" She raised her eyelashes and looked at the upstairs with a complex look. The room at the end of the left corner was still open with a slit. It was swarthy and could not see any light.

Chu Bo, the housekeeper, sighed, "little young master woke up in the morning and sat in the living room waiting for you. As a result, he didn't wait until you came. He listened to miss Mu's orders and strictly controlled his medicine. That's why..."

Su Kui understood that Song Heng's problem is not small now. He has all kinds of mental diseases and is dependent on antidepressant and sedative drugs. Now he is still in a state of mental breakdown, so Su Kui thought he admired him.

She handed the salute to Chu Bo and said softly, "I'll go up and have a look. Please help me arrange the salute first."

Chu Bo quickly nods his head and agrees. Su Kui thanks. He steps on the floor and goes upstairs. Looking down from the upstairs, Su Kui sighs. In this villa, he doesn't know how many sets of furniture he has to change for a year.

The door of the room was quietly pushed open, and everything seemed to go back to yesterday. The young man bent his knees, put his hands around his knees, and buried his head tightly in his knees. His whole body exuded a gloomy and depressive atmosphere.

Su Kui stepped forward, brushed the curtains open, and the bright and warm sunshine immediately reflected in. She pushed open the window again, and the fresh air came in and blew away the haze in the room.

At last, Su Kui squatted down in front of the young man? Young master? "

She whispered a few words. The young man seemed to be asleep. He didn't even have mood swings. He just sat quietly and ignored her.

Su Kui's heart thumped, his hands held his face, and he was stunned on the spot for the next moment.

He cried --

"young master......" She opened her lips, and the next moment her hands were thrown away.

The young man pressed his thin pale lips tightly and refused to look at her.

"I'm sorry, but I'm packing and working in the studio, so I'm late. There's no next time, OK?"

Su Kui picked up his little finger and shook it, as if she were coquettish, and her voice was soft and low. "Really, we are friends. Forgive me this time, OK?"

He finally slowly looked back at her, with dissatisfaction and grievance in his eyes, as if accusing her: clearly said that he would come, why didn't he come.

His psychology is really too fragile. Once he relies on a person, it is impossible to let go.

Su Kui can basically guess that even if Song Heng's mother loves him again, when he starts to go crazy and the appearance of six people who don't recognize him emerges in front of the public, even if the control is good, once there is a little fear.

At this point, he will be protected to the end, no matter how to make up afterwards, he will not be able to recover his heart.

"Shake your head or nod your head. If you don't respond, you will forgive me."

Su Kui stood up and reached for his hand. "Get up, it's a fine day. How about going out for a walk? I see the roses in the rose garden are blooming very well. "