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Chapter 273 Jewelry Spokesperson (11)

Immediately afterwards, Han Cheng began to search for all the things that could be smashed within his sight range. In an instant, there were repeated smashing sounds, and the kitchen was in a mess.

But he didn't seem to be relieved enough, his footsteps were weak, he stumbled away from the kitchen, and turned to the living room, and then there was another violent undulating sound of heavy objects smashing...

Xie Yiren sat slumped on the floor, and there was a shocking sound of smashing in her ears, constantly bombarding her eardrums, she subconsciously stood up from the floor immediately, and patted the bedroom door in a panic: "Hancheng? Han Cheng, what are you doing?"

Why does he keep smashing things? !

Looking at the messy living room, Han Cheng relieved his depression a little, and fell down on the sofa all of a sudden, leaning back slowly with his tall and tired body, closing his eyes gently.

"Hancheng? What's wrong with you, Hancheng?"

The woman's anxious voice suddenly rushed into his ears, through the heavy door, even though it was a distance away, even if the voice was very small and low, Han Cheng still heard it verbatim, and his tightly closed eyes suddenly opened, still wide-eyed. Drunken dark red and blurred.

Did he hear correctly?Yi Ren is calling him...

"Hancheng? Hancheng?" The violent sound of heavy objects falling in her ears suddenly disappeared, and the deadly silence before was restored. Xie Yiren became more and more flustered, but she couldn't do anything except call him constantly.

Two more "Hancheng" came from next to his ears, and the man blinked his frozen eyes before he was sure that he heard correctly.

She didn't say to let her out, but anxiously called his name, Yi Ren still cared about him.

Han Cheng stood up uncontrollably, his tall figure shook slightly before he stood still, and then impatiently walked towards Xie Yiren's bedroom.

He thought, he must be drunk to be so vulnerable...

The Xie Yi people called a few more times, but there was still no sound of silence, but suddenly, there was a sound of chaotic and urgent footsteps, and then the sound of the door lock turning came again.

Is Hancheng not keeping her locked up?
Xie Yiren was overjoyed, and held his breath slightly. The bedroom door opened as expected, but apart from the familiar figure, there was also a strong smell of alcohol rushing into his nostrils.

"Han... um..."

Xie Yiren's next words were blocked back to her lips by Han Cheng's fierce kiss, and the strong smell of wine was transferred into her mouth through his fiery shee, the man's strong breath mixed with the smell of wine, which made her a little unbearable .

"Han Cheng..." Xie Yiren turned his head vigorously, dodging his hot lips, "Han Cheng, let's talk first, shall we?"

"Okay." The man's voice had already become hoarse, but unexpectedly he did not reject Xie Yiren. He gently held Xie Yiren's face, and his lips began to move to her cheeks, continuing somewhat vaguely. Added: "Xie Yi people, I say you answer."

I said you answer?

Xie Yiren was slightly startled, and then nodded heavily. As long as Han Cheng is willing to talk to her, she can accept any form, as long as she is not locked up like before...

"Stay by my side in the future, and don't have anything to do with Mu Jianxuan anymore. Can you do it?"

Han Cheng continued to kiss her cheek, but when he said the word Mu Jianxuan, he deliberately nibbled her soft cheek lightly.

"I can do it." Xie Yiren assured, looking into Han Cheng's dark eyes, as if to convince him.

Following Xie Yiren's words "I can do it", Han Cheng's movements stopped instantly, and he stared at her with dark eyes: "I don't believe it."

(End of this chapter)