Yan Shao's Fatal Affection

This was repeated five times.

When Guan Qianyu didn't know why, she finally heard the system broadcast: "The door lock has been forced to sleep!"

Guan Qianyu frowned suddenly, "What are you doing?"

When she hurried over and tried to open the lock, it was obviously impossible.

Yan Xiyu stood aside, with an indifferent face, and a faint voice, "forced sleep, at least eight hours before it can be turned on."

The meaning is obvious, she never came back this trip, not to mention buying a plane ticket tonight, even if she bought it tomorrow morning, she might not be able to make it in time.

Finally staring at him angrily, "Yan Xiyu, are you sick?"

On the contrary, the man remained calm, calmly raised his gauze-wrapped hand, "Is this considered a disease?"

Guan Qianyu looked at him like a stone had hit the cotton, and was stuck there angrily.

In the end, he had no choice but to turn around fiercely and enter the bedroom, continuing to look for the things she wanted to take away.

Even if she can't leave for the time being, she must pay off the money first. Starting today, she will never agree to continue living here, so the things must be taken away!
Seeing her rummaging through things with a temper, Yan Xiyu can naturally see her determination this time.

His slender body stood at the door of the bedroom, watching her slam the door of the cabinet because she couldn't find something, and went there to ruthlessly open the drawer to search.

She was really pissed off.

Sometimes the more patient a person is, the more he can collapse in an instant.

It has not been a short time since she has been entangled with Yan Xiyu. Guan Qianyu felt that no matter how much he favored Qiao Ai and tortured her, she took it for granted. After all, Qiao Ai was his choice.

But what does it mean for him to come again when the talks are clearly settled today?
There is no reason, she just doesn't want to live here tonight, very much!

Why can he do whatever he wants?And she will always only have room to be swayed?
The more she thought about it, the more aggrieved she became, the more unable to suppress her temper.

"哐!", "哐!" He pulled the drawer hard twice.

But the drawer was stuck there at this time, causing her blood to surge up, and she was stubborn to try to pull the drawer out by brute force.

Then "Click!" There was a crisp sound, and she didn't know what was broken or cracked, and she pulled the entire drawer out.

"Ah!" A low cry.

She also fell backwards due to excessive force.

There is only a chair next to the bedside table, and the bed is behind it. If you fall on the chair, you will be injured.

Her instinctive self-rescue could only be to fall towards the bed. For this reason, she supported herself with one foot and sprained, and her body did fall towards the bed.

The drawer she was holding tightly in her hand instinctively did not let go, and when she fell to the side of the bed, it hit her neck directly.

It's just that in the blink of an eye, Guan Qianyu's emotions gushed out from the top of the bottleneck as she hit, twisted, and smashed one after another.

"Ah!" She yelled again, that kind of venting cry.

Taking advantage of the situation, he threw the drawer in his hand out.

Yan Xiyu's pupils tightened suddenly when she suddenly lost her balance and fell backwards, and her figure had already flitted there.

Because he failed to catch her, the man's face was briefly gloomy, dark and oppressive.

Then the drawer frame she threw was facing him, he caught it with his bare hands, and threw it on the ground, and he had already walked to her side.

He didn't make a sound, but only made a gesture to hug her directly from the ground.

But at this time, Guan Qianyu didn't want to get close to him at all, and stared at him with vicious and vigilant eyes, "Yan Xiyu! Don't touch me."

Yan Xiyu saw her depression and outburst with his own eyes, so he felt the same way.

But he ignored her resistance, still surrounded her, picked her up from the ground, and placed her beside the bed.

The voice was still deep, "Where is the injury?"

Guan Qianyu just didn't say a word, stared straight at her, with a resistance that he had never heard before, took off his arm, and pushed him away.

The man's face was cold, and his eyes were fixed on her face. Once she pushed away, he continued to approach again.

So back and forth, back and forth.

Seeing that her temper was being forced again, but she knew she couldn't squeeze him, she just bit her lip hard, her eyes became more and more red, and her gaze at him became more and more intense.

Just don't speak, silently resist.

Yan Xiyu only felt a sudden pain in his heart, and didn't want to see her red eyes, so he pressed her directly into his arms without saying a word.

In return, Guan Qianyu struggled desperately, gritted his teeth and said, "Let me go!"

In fact, Yan Xiyu knew very well how uncomfortable she was from the accident to now, and being locked by him was just the last straw.

But he did it anyway, and from the moment he thought about locking it, he didn't hesitate at all.

He just didn't want her to go back with Chi Yuzhu, but yelling at her to tell her to get out, how could such a stubborn man like him apologize, let alone regret it?

"Don't move." He tightened his arms around her, and also suppressed her disorderly hands.

But as long as he relaxes a little, Guan Qianyu will immediately start to refuse.

Yan Xiyu had no choice but to grab her wrist and press it hard against the pillow, naturally, he took advantage of the situation and pressed her whole body into the mattress.

The voice also became sharper, "Don't tell you to move, do you have to tease you to understand?"

He did not loosen his grip on her, and his eyes fell on her nails.

It may be that she just vented her temper too much and pulled the drawer too hard, her fingernails were bleeding.

She must have not noticed it herself, but Yan Xiyu's whole face was very ugly, and she stared at her fiercely, "It will take you eight hours to make troubles, and I don't mind doing only one thing for you for eight hours. Do you want to try it!"

"Huh?" The man approached her fiercely again, his breath full of danger of depression.