Ji Rao is like a vent of grievance and discontent.

Han Jinyan looked at Ji Rao's tears in his eyes, and his heart was aching to death. He reached out and held Ji Rao in his arms, and said softly, "OK, don't cry, I'm just stumbling. It's OK."

Ji Rao wanted to break away, but he was worried about Han Jinyan's hand. He didn't dare to move for a moment. He choked in Han Jinyan's arms. After a minute, he hit Han Jinyan again and said in a dull voice, "let me go."

Han Jinyan let Ji Rao go.

Ji Rao moved the medical box to two people, "which is the scald ointment?"

"Take this out first, paint this one, and then that one."

"Oh."

Ji Rao bowed his head and did it.

Han Jinyan heart soft to his confused, reach out to touch Ji Rao's head, was Ji Rao away.

"Your hands are like this. Be honest."

Han Jinyan laughs.

It's such a pet for this little bunny.

When I first came here, I had to look up at my face even after a meal.

But really, he prefers Ji Rao now.

Ji Rao touched with a cotton swab and carefully applied the wound to him, "does it hurt?"

"No pain."

Han Jinyan said with a smile, "how did you come out? No shoes yet. "

"Why don't you tell me why you came back so late?"

After applying the medicine, Han Jinyan reluctantly took a shower and came out.

Turn up the air conditioner again. When Han Jinyan comes out, Ji Rao hands him the water on the table.

Han Jin laughs and drinks it down.

He turned off the light and lay on the bed. He held Ji Rao in his arms and said, "sleep."

"Why are you so late?"

Han Jinyan was silent for a moment I have something to do outside

Ji Rao sighed in her heart.

Han Jinyan is still not going to tell him.

The next day Ji Rao got up, and there was no figure around him. He reached out and touched the quilt beside him. There was no temperature at all.

I ran out again so early in the morning.

Ji Rao frowned.

What's going on?

His intuition may have something to do with him, but he doesn't know what's going on.

I don't have to go to school this weekend.

He went to the study to do his homework, and then went downstairs to turn on the TV. For a long time, he went to the kitchen to pick up a blood bag.

One bag in three days is the basic quantity to maintain a healthy life.

But if you really let him drink, three bags a day is not enough.

At eleven o'clock, he turned on the computer and handed in his homework.

Their homework should be handed in by e-mail.

He is now a good student in the eyes of the teacher, and he can't lose the face of Han Jinyan.

So good students have to dress up and hand in their homework.

When he finished his homework and was ready to quit, he hesitated and opened Baidu.

He typed three words of Han Jinyan.

I thought I would see a brilliant introduction of what was born in a few years and graduated from a university. But I didn't expect that a post from the post bar would pop up at the top.

Just a few lines made his face sink.

He went in and flipped through the post and found that there were many comments.

Maybe they all sympathize with the girl who was forced, scold someone Han, and praise the help of the landlord.

It's disgusting to see Ji Rao.

He pulled down, just looked at the landlord, and then turned to the latest comment of the landlord.

Thank you for your attention. The court summons has been sent to Han. Justice may be late, but never absent!