Turns out I'm just mosquito blood

In the dark, Qiao Wan'an felt the long-lost warmth between her lips. Although she was surprised, she was only stunned for a few seconds.

Then the smell of wine between his lips and teeth made him immediately realize that Chu Yan was drunk.

That's right, there are only a handful of times Chu Yan kissed him in his memory, but the only few times, it was already a long time ago.

Not to mention a deep and lingering kiss like now.

If it wasn't for drinking, Chu Yan wouldn't have kissed him at all.

"Well……"

Qiao Wan'an was so breathless from the kiss, he tried to push Chu Yan away, but the man was pressing on him like a mountain.

He bit his tongue, and Chu Yan felt the pain, but he didn't let him go. Instead, he pushed him down on the kitchen counter, and said viciously, "Good night, Qiao, I underestimated you."

Knowing his intentions, Qiao Wan'an couldn't help feeling terrified.

Especially when he no longer had any hope for Chu Yan, this kind of thing would only make him more painful.

He couldn't resist, so he could only plead with Chu Yan, "Ayan, please don't do this..."

But Chu Yan seemed to have lost his mind, and Qiao Wan'an's resistance aroused his anger and desire to destroy even more.

"What? Only Bai Jinzhou can touch you now, right?"

"Oh... I don't, I really have nothing with him..." Qiao Wan'an trembled and sobbed.

Chu Yan was so angry that his heart was throbbing. Seeing Qiao Wan'an crying pitifully, he was filled with hatred and annoyance.

Qiao Wan'an never rejected him before, but after meeting Bai Jinzhou, he began to change.

Didn't he say he loves him?

How could he... How could he be with other men behind his back!

He hugged Qiao Wanwan's head, staring at him with scarlet eyes, "Joe Wanwan, don't forget who is your real husband!"

Before Qiao Wan'an could groan in pain, Chu Yan had blocked his lips again.

it hurts……

Qiao Wan'an tightly grasped the corner of Chu Yan's clothes, her five fingers twisted and turned white.

Chu Yan saw tears in his eyes, and his expression was full of pain and despair. He didn't understand why seeing Qiao Wan'an like this made his heart hurt so much.

But he just sneered, with a distant and stern expression, "Since Bai Jinzhou likes you so much, then go and replace Aran for me."

Qiao Wan'an was aphasic, and asked hoarsely, "What... what?"

"Aran is in Bai Jinzhou's hands. He promised me that as long as he trades it with you, Aran will come back safely."

Qiao Wan'an's eyes widened, tears welling up in an instant.

He looked at Chu Yan, and burst out laughing suddenly, his throat seemed to be cut, and he cried hoarsely, but he couldn't stop his tears.

Seeing him like this, Chu Yan's eyes felt a little sore for a moment. He thought that he owed him this matter after all, so he couldn't help but said: "Don't worry, Bai Jinzhou promised that I will not hurt you. If you want to come back, wait I……"

"Okay." Qiao Wanan laughed hoarsely, her wet long eyelashes flickering beautifully.

Chu Yan was taken aback.

"Maybe, Bai Jinzhou will treat me better..." He tried his best to restrain the trembling in his voice, and put on a look of expectation.

"you--"

Chu Yan thought that he would have to coerce Li Yiqiao to make him willing to exchange He Xiran back, but he didn't expect him to agree so easily, but the reason he agreed was because of Bai Jinzhou.

For a moment, he felt conflicted.

He told himself over and over again in his heart that the person he loved was He Xiran, and for him, he would be desperate.

But when he thought of someone coveting Qiao's good night, he really wanted to kill Bai Jinzhou.

He didn't dare to think about whether he was really possessive or whether he had really...

Qiao Wan'an pushed him away while he was in a daze.

Chu Yan subconsciously wanted to hold him back, but Qiao Wan'an turned her back to him and said, "When are you leaving? I'll clean up."

Opening the bow without turning back the arrow, this should have been the result Chu Yan expected, if the pain in his heart was ignored.

"Ming..." Chu Yan withdrew his hand, realized that his voice was a little hoarse, coughed lightly, and said, "Tomorrow night."

Qiao Wan settled down and didn't move.

Chu Yan seemed to be laughing when he heard his voice.

"it is good."

The moonlight was hidden behind the heavy clouds, and the room was dark and unclear. I don't know if it was his illusion. He saw Qiao Wan'an's back crumbling, and his thin shoulders seemed to be weighing on two heavy mountains.

He couldn't take it any longer, he was going to collapse.

Qiao Wan'an put all her clothes into the suitcase, and all the expensive clothes that Chu Yan bought for him were neatly hung on the racks.

He doesn't have many things, and he can pack everything in one suitcase.

He looked at the small half bag of biscuits, hesitated for a moment and stuffed it into the suitcase.

Bai Jinzhou wanted to join hands with him to get some materials from Chu Yan, but if he didn't agree, Bai Jinzhou could force Chu Yan to send him out by himself.

For such a ruthless person, he didn't know how Bai Jinzhou would torture him, let alone what he was going to face.

In fact, it doesn't matter, as long as you can survive.

He was actually very afraid of death, and wanted to escape from all of this.

But if not, he hoped that he could at least live well.

When he was packing his things, he accidentally poked his hand with a needle point. He flipped through the clothes on his face and saw the half-knit scarf—it hadn’t been touched since he returned the next day after giving the ring to him. Needle and thread, but not willing to throw the scarf.

He wrapped the needlework and half a scarf together, put them in a bag and carried them downstairs.

Chu Yan saw him walking out with a suitcase in one hand and a black bag in the other.

Chu Yan frowned slightly, at least he lived for two years, why is it just this little thing?

"Is this all your stuff?"

Qiao Wan shook her head, "No."

"Then pack your things..."

"This is...garbage." Qiao Wanan picked up the bag and showed him.

The most useless thing he has tossed about for half a year - rubbish.

Qiao Wan'an frowned and smiled lowly, as if mocking herself, "I'm going to throw out the trash."

Chu Yan subconsciously glanced at his bag, but only saw a few broken bamboo sticks.

"Well... let's go."

Seeing that he was about to pack the suitcase when he came back after throwing away the bag of garbage, Chu Yan couldn't help but said to him, "Do you want to eat before leaving?"

Qiao Wan'an didn't look at the dishes on the table, and went to the hall to change her shoes, "No, I have a stomach problem and can't eat spicy food, and," he glanced at Chu Yan indifferently, "I don't like spicy food."

Chu Yan was stunned for a moment, as if he had just met him for the first time, and said in disbelief, "Stomach problem? When did it happen? And... I remember you can always eat spicy food."

Qiao Wanan smiled indifferently, "Maybe."

Chu Yan was at a loss for what to do with his indifferent appearance.

He looked at the whole table of sumptuous dishes speechlessly, but in fact, after thinking about it, most of them were his own favorite and spicy ones.

After two years of marriage, he is about to leave now, but he never knows what the person in front of him likes to eat.

He suddenly felt very dazed, and his words had never felt so powerless, "Why didn't you tell me, I... didn't know before."

Qiao Wan'an paused for a moment when she heard the words, and then said without raising her head: "It's all small things, it's nothing."

His understatement overshadowed all the grievances he had suffered before, not pretending to be strong, but he knew no one would care.

After changing his shoes, he looked at the few pairs of shoes on the shoe rack and suddenly regretted throwing away the bag of garbage.

It's better to throw all the shoes on the shoe rack together, so as not to trouble Chu Yan to throw it again.

With this in mind, he picked up the replaced shoes and prepared to take them out and throw them away.

Chu Yan's heart skipped a beat, and he grabbed his hand, "What are you doing!"

"I took it and threw it away."

Chu Yan asked sharply, "Aren't you coming back?"

Qiao Wan'an thought it was a little funny, and didn't quite understand what he meant, "You sent me out. As for whether I will come back, does it matter?"

He had never spoken to Chu Yan so confidently, and Chu Yan was really annoyed, not because of his attitude, but because of what he said.

This gave him the feeling that the situation was gradually out of his control.

Makes him feel very uneasy.

He tried to be patient and said good night to Qiao: "Ah Ran is in Bai Jinzhou's hands now, he is very dangerous, I just ask you to change with him temporarily, and I will pick you up soon."

After listening to him, Qiao Wan'an silently put the shoes back. Seeing that he had listened to her words, Chu Yan was relieved.

Qiao Wan'an dragged the suitcase into the car and sat in the back seat consciously. He glanced sideways at the Chu family's villa.

Never come back again, he thought.

Chu Yan looked at the empty passenger seat on the side, and turned around to see Qiao Wan'an wearing earphones and closing her eyes, refusing to communicate with him.

Chu Yan felt aggrieved, but in the end he didn't say anything.

He knew that Qiao Wan'an had resentment in his heart, which was normal. After all, Qiao Wan'an was married to him anyway, so sending someone out like this would be a shame to both him and Qiao Wan'an.

But he couldn't ignore He Xiran's safety.

If you have to give up one, Qiao Wan'an must be inferior to He Xiran.

Chu Yan suppressed the restlessness in his heart, and comforted himself: At worst, bring Qiao Wan'an back as soon as possible, and just make up for him in the future.

The hall of the club is bright and bright, with a luxurious and complicated layout.

As soon as he stepped into the corridor, the lights suddenly dimmed, and the blinding light came out from the crack in the door of the private room. The smell of various low-quality perfumes and alcohol mixed together, making people dizzy.

Chu Yan was led in front by the waiter, and the further he went, the more he frowned.

Damn Bai Jinzhou actually brought He Xiran to such a ghostly place!

Qiao Wan'an was dragging a heavy suitcase, and she lowered her head in fear, dodging various eyes from the dark.

The fragrance of clothes and the shadows on the temples make you drunk and dream of death.

His indifferent demeanor is obviously out of tune with the surrounding environment, but maybe, he should come to this kind of place often in the future.he thought without hope.