you are my white moonlight

Jian Youqing was still immersed in rage, and the sound of vomiting came from the side room.

Weak and painful, as if extremely uncomfortable, Jian Youqing gripped the dagger tighter and approached the door.

Shao Tingchen's legs were too long, and the squatting posture was very uncomfortable for him. His face turned pale, and he could see the cold sweat oozing from his forehead.

If he recovers, he will definitely trouble her again.

Jian Youqing closed the door in vain, threw the dagger, and pushed a chair outside the door.

After thinking about it, she felt that it was not enough, so the chair was moved away, and she went to push the dressing table.

Shao Tingchen's voice continued, and he didn't have any extra energy to distract.

Jian Youqing exhausted all her strength and placed the chair on the dressing table. She was holding a dagger and was about to run away.

She knew she couldn't escape very far, but she still wanted to stay away from him.

Her ankles were red and swollen like steamed buns, Jian Youqing endured the pain and stuffed her convenient sneakers.

Putting on a long windbreaker and hat, when she closed the door, she vaguely heard him pushing and shoving inside the room.

"Miss Jane, it's so early today..." The servant felt that she was dressed a little strangely.

Jian Youqing: "The air in the mountains is good, so I want to go for a morning run."

The servant didn't dare to say anything more, so Jian Youqing walked towards the door, but happened to meet Ace again, with blood scabs on the corner of his mouth.

Jian Youqing's eyes were cold, and she said sharply: "Why, Shao Tingchen agrees with me going out, but you still have to stop me."

Ace didn't dare, took a few glances, and then withdrew, Jian Youqing slammed the door loudly.

She quickens her pace.

But who would have expected that when turning, she bumped into another person's chest, and Jian Youqing's nose bridge was about to be broken.

"Jane Youqing, that's all you have."

Putting down the hand covering his face, his black eyes were slightly dimmed due to illness, and his pure black home clothes were stained with dust.

It was only then that Jian Youqing noticed that Shao Tingchen jumped directly from the window on the second floor, and he grabbed her wrist violently.

No matter how hard Jian Youqing struggled, he couldn't resist him, and he kicked the dagger away, throwing her onto the sofa in the living room.

"If you want to use a wheelchair, I can send someone to break your leg." Shao Tingchen was obviously hurt.

Not to be outdone, Jian Youqing stared at him, "Boss Shao is not bad either, with a strong hand, not at all like a person of this age."

"you……"

Shao Tingchen's headache was about to explode, and he took out painkillers from his pocket.

Only then did Jian Youqing notice that his palm was bleeding, which she had just stabbed.

Ace came over to handcuff her, and Jane Youqing hurriedly kicked her over, and a pink figure came down the corridor, "Brother Tingchen, I'm having a nightmare..."

Facing Shang Jian Youqing's eyes, the faces of the three of them were all terribly pale, and Chi Shihui quickened his pace.

"Brother Tingchen, what's the matter with you, why are you sweating so much?" He looked like an ordinary patient, taking care of a critically ill patient.

It was her that Shao Tingchen was staring at, and Jian Youqing sneered.

Chi Shihui was about to cry, "Are you okay? Don't scare me, I blamed me yesterday..."

"Why are you standing there in a daze! Why don't you hurry up and do it!" Chi Shihui shrank, tears falling from his eyes.

Shao Tingchen suddenly walked around her again and came to Jian Youqing's side. His wrists were cuffed and he held her hand.

"Without my permission, you can never leave my sight."

Even though she was weak, she was still domineering to the extreme, and Jian Youqing couldn't break free.

The unwilling eyes lost momentum, "The Lord is still waiting for you there, so don't worry about me, an idler."