Chapter 94

Du Xiaoran said to the Marquis and Lady of York, "yes, marquis, marquis!"

With that, he patted Roland on the back, took her to the sofa and sat down. He bent his knees and knelt on one foot, took her injured right hand and bandaged her personally.

Roland looked at the man kneeling in front of him and was overjoyed. The smile on his face became deeper and deeper. He couldn't help saying, "Xiao ran, you're very kind to me."

Du Xiaoran's technique was skillful, and he replied without a pause: "this is what I should do."

The Marquis of York and the lady saw that their daughter was happy. They were willing to wrap up and hang their heart. They put it down and carefully told Roland a few words. They went back to their room to have a rest and left the space for two young people.

"You all step back. You're not needed here." Roland looked around and gave orders to the servants.

"Yes, Miss Roland. Good night." The servants withdrew in turn.

Du Xiaoran tied the gauze with a beautiful bow, and then began to clean up the medicine box. He looked into her smiling eyes and asked, "how did you get hurt?"

Roland looked at his well wrapped right hand and smiled carelessly: "it's all right. I just touched it accidentally."

If he was right, the wound should have been cut by a sharp weapon and tore a long hole in the palm of his hand.

Although Du Xiaoran was confused, he didn't say it. He nodded slightly and knew it.

After packing the medicine box, he got up and planned to leave: "it's getting late. You can have a good rest."

Seeing that he was leaving, Roland immediately got up and hugged him from behind. His face was buried on his broad back and rubbed fondly: "Xiao ran, don't be so indifferent to me. I can't stand it."

Du Xiaoran broke her hand. "You think too much."

Roland hugged him again: "really? Am I really thinking too much?"

"Yes." Du Xiaoran's eyes flashed with impatience.

"Well, prove it to me and I'll believe you. Now, take me back to my room." Roland demanded unreasonably.

Du Xiaoran looked back at her. For a long time, he slightly bent down, picked her up and sent her back to the bedroom.

"Go to bed early. Good night." Put her in bed On the, Du Xiaoran turned to go. Roland hurriedly grabbed him with a touch of shyness and longing in his eyes: "Xiaoran, stay tonight and don't go, okay?"

Du Xiaoran broke off her hand, turned and left. Roland looked at his cold and alienated back, and his anger soared, "after all, do you still love her? Because of her, he refused to touch me, didn't he?!"

The man's back suddenly froze, neither admitting nor denying it.

Until the bedroom door was closed and the man left ruthlessly, Roland laughed at himself. The more he loved her, the more she would torture her to death. See how long he could love her!

But she's York Roland will get what he likes, and Du Xiaoran is no exception!

Put on his clothes, Roland didn't call the driver. He drove out of the castle and headed for the suburbs.

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"Bang -" the door of the hotel room was kicked open.

Seeing who the visitor was, the bodyguards bowed in fear and said hello: "good evening, Miss Roland."

Lying on the ground, the wounded man fell into peace and suffered a violent meal a few hours ago When he was beaten, his face was swollen by Roland.

Almost none of the skin exposed to clothes is intact, with staggered whip marks and blood scabs.