Chapter 640

The owl drove back and smoked a few cigarettes along the way, but he didn't notice. In the mind, the figure of turning over and over, let him more and more chest tightness and irritability.

Back home, people at the door were scared to see him like this.

Is this not robbed?

But who else dares to rob Mr? I don't want to live.

……

Nalan spent the whole night glum locked himself in the room, no matter how ah Qing coaxed her, she didn't say a word. People just sit on the window, looking at the window, waiting for the man.

She thought he would not come back again tonight, but the lights from far to near made her eyes shine.

In this castle, only he has the right to drive to the main entrance.

Originally still dull, she almost immediately slipped down from the bay window. Ah Qing has already "Dong Dong" to run upstairs, "Miss, you hurry out, sir is back. Alone, without Miss White. "

Nalan was relieved to hear the last words. Breathe smoothly, open the door and go out.

Downstairs, the owl has just come in.

"What's the matter with you, sir? How did it get so bad? " His upper body and face were covered with wounds, and even the servant who opened the door was frightened.

"It doesn't matter." The owl came in and went upstairs. He needs to take a bath now to get rid of his restlessness.

Go upstairs.

On the stairs, I ran into Nalan.

"Why not sleep?" The owl looks at her.

“…… I don't know where you've been, worried, so I can't sleep. " Nalan looked at him with some sadness. Suddenly he took a step down and put his hands around his waist. Her face, stuck to his chest, "I called you, you did not listen, afraid you have something wrong."

The owl was stunned.

He leaned over and looked at Nalan's face, which was similar to someone else. For a moment, his brows locked deeper.

That face, like a curse, was pulling his nerves.

And

Now when I look at it carefully, I feel that Nalan and she are very different. At least, it is quite different from the present white millet leaves. Her face was more resolute and stubborn. How could she soften in front of his chest like Nalan?

She didn't even hum when the pain was like that.

"Owl?" Nalan looked up at his hesitation.

He came to his senses.

"I'm fine. Go to sleep." The owl Shu opens eyebrow, have no mood to coax her, pull her two hands from waist, "my body is dirty, go up first."

No more stop, no heart to see Nalan lost at the moment, leaving her a back.

Nalan looked at him with a deep sigh.

The owl is more and more indifferent to himself

The Lord appeared, so she couldn't get into her eyes again, could she?

"Miss." Ah Qing looks at her worried.

Nalan pulled his lips. "I'm fine. I'll go upstairs first."

When the owl enters the room and closes the door, she follows. Ah Qing sighed, "Miss, you've been more and more unhappy since you came back home. How nice it used to be. I was carefree with my husband. Why is it different now? "

"How can it be the same?" Nalan gently asked, each word is full of unspeakable bitterness.

Before, there was no third person between them. He had never been close to women, so she never had to worry about any woman who could take the owl away from her.

However, she didn't know that he was not close to the female until the appearance of the white poppy leaves, because all the women were not equal to the withered poppy flower in his heart

Even if that flower has withered for ten years

[digression: I have to say one more sentence. Don't get my name wrong. It's poppy ~]

After taking a bath, the owl comes out of the bathroom wrapped in a towel and wipes his hair with a dry towel.

The night was deep.

The night was very peaceful, there was no noise, but the quieter it was, the more restless he was. Turn on the TV, tune to the news channel, but, always absent-minded, the heart seems to be pulled by something.

Finally

Ten minutes later, he gave up the resistance. Throw away the towel, change clothes, go to her room, grab the car key and go out.

"Are you going out so late, sir?" The servant saw him coming down from upstairs in a hurry.

"Well. Don't leave the door for me. I won't be back tonight. "

"Yes."

He quickly disappeared into the castle.

Upstairs, Nalan's eyes followed his car. Until his lights completely disappeared in the huge garden, her eyes were completely dark

In my heart, the vine of jealousy is growing uncontrollably. More and more long, more and more lush, tightly around the tip of her heart……………………

The tranquilizing effect of the medicine is really good. An hour later, the white millet leaves still fell asleep.

Even the nurses came to the ward round, they didn't know.

What's more, the owl will be here.

"Mr. owl." The nurse retreated from the inside, then pushed the door open and almost hit the man in his arms. Scared face white, quickly back to the back.

The owl did not speak, and pressed her long index finger on her lips, indicating that she would not wake up the people inside.

The nurse then obediently lowered the voice, "Miss White has fallen asleep."

"How is she now?"

"I took anti-inflammatory drugs. It's OK for the time being."

"Well."

The owl nodded slightly and said nothing. He waved the nurse out.

He carefully examined the wound on her body and was relieved to see that the situation was not bad. Thinking of the violence he had done to her at night, he half lay down on the bed, carefully lifted up the quilt, and put his hand into her trousers of the sick clothes and filled her with medicine. Before coming out, he did not forget to go to her room and bring out the ointment. This kind of behavior made the owl feel guilty.

Although she was hateful and deserved to bear everything, she was still a woman after all, and he was not so cruel as her.

The white millet leaf sleeps very heavy, is confused, also did not wake up. When one finger touched her wound, she hummed like a babble, "pain..."

That soft voice, is usually sober time will not have.

The owl only felt a chest shock, all the hard edges and corners, instantly soft down. Hold her in the past, lean on his chest, fingers gently pinch her soft earlobe, "I gently..."

The strength of the hand, suddenly become a lot lighter.

The white millet leaves made a faint "um" sound, his face buried in his chest and fell asleep.

Clearly know not, but the owl did not let her go. He was lying on the bed and fell asleep like this.

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