Xiaohan is such a fragile girl. What a blow.

    Pushing the door open, Zhou Yanchen came in.

    Mo Xi ran sat cross legged on tatami playing with his mobile phone. He heard the sound and didn''t lift his head.

    Zhou Yanchen didn''t have the heart to say anything about her. He loosened his tie. He took off his suit coat and threw it on the big bed, then his tie.

    He unbuttoned his shirt, took out his cigarette case and lighter, and went to the French window.

    Push open the window, light the cigarette, he slowly inhale.

    Mo Xi ran peeks at him and purses his lips.

    Doesn''t he have a word to explain?

    Inexplicably not let her and white brother close, inexplicably kiss her, hold her, and now inexplicably bring back the old lover.

    And that Jiang Xiaohan, isn''t she sweet with her husband?

    Why do you come here all of a sudden to get involved in other people''s marriage!

    Think of here, Mo West dye a Zheng.

    Marriage?

    When did she care so much about her marriage with Zhou Yanchen?

    It''s all fake.

    The more she thought about it, the more upset she was. She simply lay down and pulled the quilt over her head.

    After smoking a cigarette, Zhou Yanchen turned around and saw that she had wrapped herself in the quilt.

    Sword eyebrow cluster, he said in a deep voice: "don''t sleep, after a while to eat lunch."

    Mo West dye in the quilt under the pie pie pie mouth, stuffy voice said: "I''m not hungry, don''t eat."

    What''s your temper?

    Closing the window, he stepped up.

    Standing in front of the tatami, he bent over and lifted the quilt.

    "What are you doing?" Stares at him, words, blurts out.

    Zhou Yanchen twisted his eyebrows and asked in a low voice, "what''s the matter with you?"

    What''s the matter?

    What is he playing here? He knows it!

    "I''m fine." Deliberately squeeze out a smile, Mo West dye sat up, "I''m very good, very good."

    "Tut!" He was about to speak, but the door of the room was knocked.

    "Come in."

    "Sir!" Xiao Dong pushed the door and came in with a worried look on his face. "Well, there''s a Mr. Zhao downstairs. He wants to find Miss Xiaohan. His wife asked me to call you down."

    "Zhao Rui?" Zhou Yanchen sneered, clenched his hands and strode to the door.

    Mo West dye frown, subconsciously think what will happen.

    Quickly put on the shoes, she followed.

    In the living room, Zhao Rui stands with his head down, in front of old lady Zhou and Zhou Yanxi.

    Hearing the sound, Zhou Yanxi turned and looked over, "ah Chen."

    When Zhao Rui heard the sound, he raised his head, just in line with Zhou Yanchen.

    "What about Xiaohan?" He asked.

    Zhou Yanchen was angry and laughed back, and walked down the stairs step by step.

    After moving his wrist, he went up to Zhao Rui, and without saying a word, he waved his fist directly.

    "God Zhou Yanxi exclaimed and saw Zhao Rui knocked down by Zhou Yanchen.

    "Ah Chen!"

    "Ah Chen, stop it!"

    Zhou Yanxi and old lady Zhou spoke at the same time.

    But Zhou Yanchen couldn''t listen at all. He pressed Zhao Rui to the ground and he hit the flesh with his fists.

    Zhao Rui was also crazy. He didn''t fight back, so he let Zhou Yanchen fight like this.

    "Ah Chen!" Zhou Yan was not so anxious, but he was so angry that even she didn''t dare to approach him easily.

    Just at this time, Mo Xi ran down from upstairs.

    Seeing the situation in the living room, she didn''t even think about it. She rushed up and hugged Zhou Yanchen.

    "Ah Chen! Stop it As she hugged him, she yelled.

    "Get out of here!" Zhou Yanchen shouts and shakes off Mo xican by the arm.

    Mo West dye stagger thigh knock on the tea table, pain of her tears.

    The next second, she stood up, endured the pain and rushed up again.

    Putting her hands around Zhou Yanchen''s raised arm, she roared: "are you going to kill him! Don''t you think about Jiang Xiaohan! "

    When her words fell, Zhou Yanchen turned his head and fixed his eyes on her.

    His Phoenix eyes were red, and his bloodthirsty light flashed.

    Mo West dyed forehead pain, sweat, pale face.

    Looking at him, she shook her head gently.

    "Don''t fight."

    "Help people up quickly!" Old Zhou said in a hurry.

    Xiao Dong and Zhou Yanxi step forward to help Zhao Rui.

    His nose and mouth were broken, his eyes were black and blue, and his handsome face was broken.

    After rubbing his nose, Zhao Rui asked in a low voice, "where''s Xiaohan? I want to see her

    "You won''t see her today." Zhou Yanxi said in a low voice, "go to the hospital first."

    Words fall, she and small Dong support Zhao Rui to go to the door.

    Zhou Yanchen closed his eyes and said coldly, "you never want to see Xiaohan!"

    Zhao Rui was shocked!

    Mo West dye hang down the Mou son, loosen the hand that holds Zhou Yanchen''s arm.Her leg hurt so much that she limped back and held her arm.

    Lift Mou, she sees Zhou Yanchen Mou in a flash but pass of apology.

    Would he be sorry, too?

    Heart sneer, she gently break away from him, limping upstairs.

    Old lady Zhou was upset and didn''t take care of her. She sat on the sofa tired.

    Zhou Yanchen fixed his eyes on her and finally caught up with her and held her up.

    Today''s whole is chaotic enough. Moxiran feels tired and has no energy to struggle any more. Besides, her knee really hurts.

    When she knocked on the tea table just now, she almost thought her bones were broken.

    But he was worried that he would hit someone, so he went up again to stop him regardless of the pain.

    It''s superfluous to stop him now.

    Let him fight, kill people, and then go to jail!

    Hard to think, back to God, he has been holding sitting on the bed.

    She was forbidden to get close to his bed before. Why didn''t she go down?

    Wheezing, her leg was lifted by him.

    The palm of his hand held her ankle, and he frowned at her knee.

    "Hiss!" Took a breath of air conditioning, immediately in exchange for his stare.

    "Hello Mo Xi ran was angry.

    "Who told you to mind your own business?"

    Oh!

    Inside the heart sneer, Mo West dye grits a tooth: "right! I owe you! I shouldn''t have meddled in your business! I''ll let you kill people! You Well... "

    He covered her mouth before she finished.

    Her eyes were full, and her fire was about to burn.

    Somehow, Zhou Yanchen suddenly felt funny.

    Thin lips slightly hook, he whispered: "don''t quarrel, sit honestly."

    Then he got up and went to get the medicine box back.

    I need you to be nice!

    You''re the one who hurt me!

    Mo Xi Ran''s mouth turned and looked down at his bruised knee.

    That''s true!

    She''s in a lot of trouble.

    There was no scar on my leg before, but now?

    The scars of Paris have not yet faded, which adds another stroke.

    Opening the medicine box, Zhou Yanchen found the ointment and put it on her knee.

    "Easy!"

    "Bear it

    "Bear it? Try it

    "Tut! Call again

    "It hurts!"

    "Mo Xi Yu, I''m too used to you, aren''t I?"

    "Used to it? When are you used to me? You know how to bully me! "

    At this point, Mo Xi ran suddenly burst into tears like running water.

    She told herself that it was because of the pain.

    Zhou Yanchen was confused.

    Talking well and bickering as usual, why did the woman cry?

    "You, what are you crying for? You... "

    "I, I..." Choking, Mo Xi ran felt ashamed and pointed to his knee, "I hurt, I cry for me!"

    "You..." Shaking his head and laughing, Zhou Yanchen didn''t know how to describe his mood at the moment.

    A little sour, a little crisp, a little astringent, and think she is cute and funny.

    He wiped the tears from the corners of her eyes and tried to put a light voice: "really?"

    "Well!"

    "Well, it doesn''t hurt." The eyebrows of the sword were in a cluster. He bowed his head and exhaled on her knee.

    Mo Xi Ran is silly!

    Staring at him.

    What is he doing?