Han Yichu's face suddenly turned white, as if his blood color had disappeared.

A sense of fear haunted him.

No one knows, he can't lose the tilt dance at all.

Now, Qingwu is a person who has been engraved into his heart. What he sees is more important than his life.

"Tilt dance, tilt dance..."

Shouting, Han Yichu's voice is a little hoarse, this pain, the side of the body will not.

As a man, he would cry.

Han Yichu's eyes turned red. He looked everywhere in a panic and yelled everywhere.

Voice is hoarse, pain trembling

Huangqing dance actually in the kitchen, heard the sound of pain hysteria.

Though she was trembling in her heart, she felt a little uncomfortable.

In fact, listening to Han Yichu's voice, she is also uncomfortable.

But now her heart is more painful, she still wants to drink, she does not want to pay attention to Han Yichu.

If she can give up, she will go.

But she did not leave, did not leave, did not like the last time mercilessly left, that is because she loves Han Yichu, she is not willing to leave.

But she couldn't forgive.

She didn't know what to forgive.

She just couldn't make sense of it.

So she drank again and again.

She didn't know how tortured Han Yichu was when she couldn't find her story.

In fact, both of them are torturing themselves now.

It's just because of love. Because of love, it hurts and cares too much.

Han Yichu couldn't find huangqingwu on the second floor, and there was no light on the first floor. Because Huang Qingwu didn't like lighting, she wanted to be quiet in the dark.

Han Yichu yelled on the first floor and finally heard a different voice.

His heart trembled and he walked along.

He smelled the strong smell of wine. It was very strong and pungent.

Han Yichu's heart trembled, not sure whether Huangqing dance in it.

He was really afraid that the emperor would dance away.

He didn't even dare to make a sound for fear of disturbing his lover.

Shaking his hand, he groped for the kitchen switch and turned on the kitchen light.

When he turned on the light, he saw the Huang Qing dance sitting on the ground and, of course, the wine bottles rolling down on the ground.

He watched the Huangqing dance still facing the bottle, drinking one mouthful at a time.

She narrowed her eyes because of the light, but looked at Han Yichu indifferently. Then she turned her eyes and continued to drink her wine.

Han Yichu was relieved when he saw that Huang Qingwu didn't leave. But seeing her like this, his heart hurt even more.

Han Yichu did not even dare to approach Huangqing dance.

That one eye, indifferent eyes really stabbed Han Yichu.

But even if it's hurt again and again, he doesn't want to let her leave. He won't allow her, how can he.

He opened his mouth and tried to say something, but his throat was dry and painful, and he couldn't make any sound at all.

Even breathing is painful.

But he was still slowly, slowly squatting down, reaching out to touch the bottle in the hands of Huang Qingwu, trying to take away the bottle in her hand.

But he was not close to the Huangqing dance, was Huang Qing dance slapped open, "you go away."

Hearing such a cold voice, and then think of just touching, Han Yichu's whole body is mercilessly shaking.

He said hoarsely, "it's me, I'm the first one..."

"Oh, I know who you are. You don't have to emphasize it."

Now she wants to drink and nobody wants to talk to her, especially Han Yichu. She doesn't want to see her.

She was afraid that she could not help saying something hurtful.

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