Chapter 184

Han xiaduo fell to the ground, pressing his ankle, the sweat on his brow slowly converged to his chin, shining in the soft light.

If we say that she was a white swan active in the clouds. So at this moment, it's landing from the cloud. Although it can't fly, it has a weak aesthetic feeling.

Especially the blue Datura tattoo on her ankle, so enchanting and eye-catching.

There is her cold eyes as if poisoned, Tang Xiaoyan and her on the nerve like a wasp needle stung, tingling.

Han xiaduo lightly moved his eyes to Fu Yunqian, his face still with strong pain, and slowly raised his slender arm to Fu Yunqian: "Yunqian. I can't get up. My feet hurt. Give me a hand. "

Fu Yunqian's eyebrows and eyes were cold, and his facial features were good-looking but cold. He seemed to turn a deaf ear to Han xiaduo's request.

Han xiaduo faintly smile, but not anxious, staring at Fu Yunqian, the corner of his mouth gradually raised a clear water like smile: "how, really only see the new smile, don't hear the old cry? Now you don't even want to give me a hand? "

Tang Xiaoyan watched the undercurrent surging between them, but he saw that Fu Yunqian's eyes were calm, and there was no pity in his eyes. Han xiaduo still kept the posture of asking for help, especially the sentence that seeing new people smile but not hearing old people cry. Let Tang Xiaoyan heart quite uncomfortable.

Who is new and who is old.

Before they did not speak, she went over and pulled Han xiaduo from the ground with her hands.

But Han xiaduo was taller than her. Although she didn't weigh much, she was sitting on the ground after all. When Tang Xiaoyan pulled her life up, she didn't grasp the strength. She staggered back and was about to bump into the dresser behind her.

At this time, has been quiet without action man. But a lunge forward, put his arms around Tang Xiaoyan's waist, just put her in his arms, blocked her retreat trend.

But Han xiaduo is not so lucky, because this is the sudden strength, which makes her unprepared. As a result, the strength disappears on the way. She has no time to figure out how to deal with it. She falls to the ground again and lands on her buttocks. Her posture is quite indecent!

Tang Xiaoyan leans in Fu Yunqian's arms and watches Han xiaduo fall to the ground. I took a cold breath.

Han xiaduo is biting his teeth, and his cold sharp eyes can almost burn people through.

Tang Xiaoyan rushed to help her again, but his hand just reached out. "Don't touch me," Han said

"Chateau." Fu Yunqian came over and pulled Tang Xiaoyan behind him to prevent Han xiaduo from making any more drastic moves. He looked down at her with no emotion in his eyes. His eyes were dark and deep, but she couldn't stand up, or he gave her a hand out of basic courtesy.

Who knows, Han xiaduo stood up and did not let go, but directly nestled in Fu Yunqian's arms, frowning: "I seem to really twist my feet, and the old disease has recurred."

Fu Yunqian looked at the slender white hands on his shirt sleeve, and frowned tightly. He wanted to pull her away, but she clenched her even more tightly: "can you send me back to my room first? I want to take a bath and change my clothes. "

Tang Xiaoyan looks at Han xiaduo's intimate posture leaning against Fu Yunqian's arms. How can he not be jealous.

Fortunately, Fu Yunqian really pushed her out of his arms the next second and called Tang Xiaoyan: "you help Miss Han to the living room, I'll find the medicine box."

His tone was stiff, like an imperceptible order

Tang Xiaoyan quickly held Fu Yunqian's body. This time, although he staggered, he still held it.

He left, the reassuring male body temperature instantly disappeared, Han xiaduo had a moment of loss, but leaving Tang Xiaoyan, cold eyes, for Tang Xiaoyan close, is disgusted, tone some sharp: "don't touch me, your hands touch me like that, will make me feel sick."

Some of Tang Xiaoyan's faces turned white.

Han xiaduo, holding the chair beside her, still stops with one foot. Her slightly raised jaw radian shows noble indifference. Her eyes are like a sword, her tone is sparse, and her mouth is like a smile. The huge floor mirrors around her reflect their figures from all angles. She looks at the soft lit dressing room, with nostalgia in her eyes and complacency in her eyes It's you who will disappear automatically when you see the hostess of the house come back, instead of waiting for someone to come and be humiliated. "

The three words of the hostess deeply stimulated Tang Xiaoyan's heart. One heart gradually sank. The fingers hanging on the side of the body clenched into a fist, but it was still alive. Without any retreat, he looked at her: "do you think the hostess is the hostess? Did the man admit it? "

Han xiaduo looked at her. He was not surprised at what Tang Xiaoyan said, but deeply sympathized with her: "the ignorant are fearless, little girl, how old are you? Why do you think I can stand here today? To tell you the truth, this villa was originally built by Yun Qian's grandfather and given to us as a wedding gift. This dressing room is specially designed according to my requirements. "

Looking around the whole dressing room, the beautiful face under the cover of exquisite make-up was deeply moved: "here, we have the common memories of Yun Qian and I, and you are just a small three who covets the man while the hostess is out. Do you understand?"There was no blood on Tang Xiaoyan's face.

When Han xiaduo heard Fu Yunqian's footsteps, he put away his arrogant smile and changed it into a look of sympathy: "I've sorted out the things in the room on the fourth floor for you. Is it true that jiuzhanquechao has returned the things completely?"

She's a dove. Is Han xiaduo a magpie?

When Fu Yunqian came in, Han xiaduo frowned and sat on the chair, covering his ankles with a soft and beautiful face.

Tang Xiaoyan stands on one side, Fu Yunqian puts the medicine box beside Han xiaduo, but he cares about Tang Xiaoyan first: "it's OK."

"No, nothing." Tang Xiaoyan slowly showed a soothing smile, suddenly felt that the atmosphere in the room was very depressed, "you see Miss Han first, I'll go outside to drink some water."

She trotted out.

Fu Yunqian wants to chase him out, but his wrist is clenched. Han xiaduo looks at him helplessly and painfully: "Yunqian, can you help me first? I really hurt

Staring at her white ankle tattooed with blue Mandala, Fu Yunqian couldn't leave anyway.

He squatted down silently and pinched her ankles. Her face was pale and weak, and he cried: "Yunqian, be gentle, be gentle, it hurts."

The ankle is swollen, but it doesn't hurt the muscles and bones. It should be just a recurrence of an ordinary old disease. He finds out the medicine oil and pours it in the palm of his hand to help her rub it.

Han xiaduo looked down at his deep facial features with clear lines and gentle movements. His resentment seemed to be redeemed at this moment. His eyes were soft and his tone was unconsciously soft: "Yunqian, do you know what I want most when I've been abroad for two years? When you rub my feet like this, every time when the performance is painful, it's you The road supported me

Tang Xiaoyan quietly hides behind the door, looking at Fu Yunqian's arm, wheat color, and Han xiaduo's white ankle. The strong visual effect has an impact on her, especially Han xiaduo's emotional narration, which makes her feel like a needle.

Fu Yunqian lowered his head, did not open his mouth, quietly completed the action on his hand, and then raised his head to her eyes: "Xia duo, I owe you this, I am duty bound, but I still have to tell you some words clearly, I'm afraid I can't fulfill our two-year agreement."

"Why? Because of that suckling girl out there? " Han xiaduo last time in the hotel buffet is a glance, but now, has Tang Xiaoyan from head to foot look clearly, she really don't think, so what is a little girl worth Fu Yunqian look up to, "or because she is young? You're not lame? Yunqian, do you dislike me? "

"It's nothing to do with your feet." Fu Yunqian frowned, but also seemed helpless, "your feet, because I made such me, I have no reason to dislike you, no matter what difficulties you have in the future, I can help you, but, I now..."

His words were suddenly interrupted by her: "Yunqian, I don't want to say anything ugly to stimulate each other, but my feet have become like this, my life has been destroyed, you know it's because of you, can you continue to say such irresponsible words? Before you make such a decision, have you thought about my feelings and my future? Who else would want me now? "

Fu Yunqian was silent for a long time and promised: "I will try my best to make you stand up again."

"Ha ha, ha ha." Han xiaduo's pathetic laughter came from the bottom of his throat, "do you think I've been performing with the troupe all over the world in the past two years, and I've gone to less places? The best famous doctors in the world have been visited by me, and they all sentenced me to death. Do you think it's possible? "

Fu Yunqian was silent.

Han xiaduo took his hand and said in a serious and sincere tone: "Yunqian, I don't want to force you with this matter, but when it comes to this point, you should understand that Tang Xiaoyan is not worthy of you anyway."

"I want a person, not a beautiful identity, chardo." Fu Yunqian coldly drew back his hand, frowned almost invisible, looked alienated, but was also extremely firm, "you have a rest first, I'll go out to have a look."

He left in no hurry, not as leisurely as he thought.

Go to the living room, see Tang Xiaoyan still safely sitting on the sofa, holding a transparent glass of water, delicate sip of water, the bottom of my heart a little relaxed.

"You're out." Tang Xiaoyan put down the cup and said calmly, "is Miss Han OK?"

"Well." Fu Yunqian put the medicine box on the tea table with a slightly calm look. He reached out and pulled her to sit on the sofa.

"What's the matter?" Tang Xiaoyan held his palm, which was warm and dry. "Is it inconvenient for me to be here? Either I go back to school first. "

"No As soon as Fu Yunqian's voice fell, Han xiaduo came out of the dressing room with a white towel to wipe the sweat on her face. Her red mittens were removed, her high bun was put down, and her slender and soft waist was outlined in her black lace dance dress. What she saw was moving and pitying.

She saw that Fu Yunqian and Tang Xiaoyan were sitting together with their fingers clasped tightly. How could they not shake in their hearts, but on the surface they still had a quiet smile: "Yunqian, I'm going to take a bath. You can see Miss Tang off."