President's Private Spoil Rule

Chapter 113

Yerui, it's yerui. Zuo Xiaoyou clutched the quilt tightly. The body trembled completely uncontrollably.

Looking at Zuo Xiaoyou's originally thin body, it was as thin as a piece of paper and trembled like a leaf in the wind. Night Rui is in deep pain.

"Left small right." Night Rui eagerly and recklessly hugged Zuo Xiaoyou into his arms and clumsily rubbed her messy hair top, "it's okay, Zuo Xiaoyou, you're not dead, Zuo Xiaoyou."

It's nice that you're not dead. Left small right.

Don't touch me, such a disgusting night Rui, don't touch me.

Zuo Xiaoyou struggled hard and pushed him. Night Rui just didn't let go.

Finally, Zuo Xiaoyou gave up and let his head be pressed in his arms with tears in despair. She seems to have become a concubine without human rights and freedom in feudal society. She can't live or die.

Jiang Haodong covered his swollen thumb and gave Simon a resentful look. It's really cruel. However, when he saw that Zuo Xiaoyou was held to pout by night Rui, he was relieved. Than poor, who can pity left and right.

"Young master, Miss Zuo just woke up. She still needs more rest." Jiang Haodong took his guts and walked behind Ye Rui, giving "doctor's advice" in a low voice.

Night Rui tightly presses Zuo Xiaoyou in his arms, completely regardless of whether the other party can breathe. Jiang Haodong dares to guarantee that as long as it lasts for another two minutes, Zuo Xiaoyou will faint again because his breathing is not smooth.

Night Rui reluctantly released Zuo Xiaoyou and held her thin and pale face in both hands. Stroking the surging tears on her face with her thumb, her heart tightened, "left, right, don't cry."

Zuo Xiaoyou ignored him and let his head be held by him. He just didn't look at him and was in infinite despair.

Real death is not intentional, but an impulse for a moment.

Zuo Xiaoyou didn't want to die when he hit the wall. He just didn't want the night Rui who touched others to touch himself. Later, I'm afraid I don't even have the courage to hit the wall.

"Young master." Zuo Xiaoyou rolled his godless eyes and fell into a trance on Ye Rui's face, "let me help you get the antidote. Any time. "

Touch someone else's night Rui, she doesn't want it.

How did he live before? She didn't know. She didn't want to know. Now, she can't become his "antidote" with other women and turn a blind eye to their entanglement.

Night Rui's fingers to wipe away tears stagnated, and a cold color suddenly gathered in his worried eyes. Zuo Xiaoyou wants to go or leave him.

Night Rui resisted the impulse to pinch her neck, loosened her face, stood up, slowly turned around, looked at Jiang Haodong, and said coldly, "take care of her."

Then she turned and left, leaving a gorgeous and arrogant figure of Zuo Xiaoyou, but she didn't give the answer she wanted.

Zuo Xiaoyou closed his eyes in despair and burst into tears.

Can't die, can't escape, can't leave.

Like prisoners in custody, they live shamefully and humiliatingly without freedom and human rights. There is no future that guides her forward.

"Miss Zuo." Jiang Haodong looked at her desperate expression and understood her mood very well. He is like this. He is abused by night Rui and is threatened to return to ghost valley from time to time. Don't want to stay here, but also beg him to stay. Otherwise, you will be expelled from the school by the master.

Go but not, stay and hurt.

"In fact, the young master still cares about you." Jiang Haodong said insincere words and comforted her, "during your coma, the young master didn't rest and didn't eat."

Zuo Xiaoyou didn't seem to hear him. He lay down slowly, closed his eyes and didn't speak anymore.

Night Rui returns to his study, steps to the desk, waves his hand, and everything on the desk should fall to the ground. Simon stood beside him and looked at him with a cold temper.

Left, right, good, great. She even wanted to leave herself and yeruiju. For this reason, she would rather steal the antidote than stay with her.

Is it that good outside? The little white face at school is so good?

Night Rui obviously forgets that he also belongs to the group of "little white face".

When the ground was full of debris and the shelves on the table were empty, night Rui's fire dispersed.

"Go and find uncle Jin." Night Rui's fingers pounded the table quickly, and he was still angry when he ordered Simon.

"Young master, I've been at the door." Uncle Jin floated in. With a housekeeper smile on his face and two books in his hand, he showed it to Ye Rui, "I think the young master should need this."

Night Rui's fiery eyes swept the past, the guide to first love and the treasure book of hot love. What's this?

Seeing the chill at the bottom of yerui's eyes, uncle Jin calmly introduced: "young master, this is a book I specially prepared for young master, which can be used to understand Xiaoyou's current psychology."

Understand the psychology of left, small and right

Night Rui knocked his fingers on the table and glanced at Simon. Simon immediately understood, took the book in Uncle Jin's hand and said, "Dad, you're busy first."

As soon as Jin Shuyi left, ye Rui threw the first love guide to Simon, "write a detailed report to me after reading it." I turned it up with the treasure book of love.

He doesn't want to see childish things like "first love".

Night Rui turns over the contents of the book and despises it more and more.

He took the initiative to attack. Between him and Zuo Xiaoyou, he always took the initiative;

Love etiquette, he was born noble, etiquette is innate;

It's impossible for her to pay the bill with the poverty level of left, small and right;

Psychological tactics, in front of him, anyone's psychology is vulnerable;

Room opening skills have always been encountered at will. Every time, left, right and right are very happy. For a while, they reach the peak at the same time with him, very harmonious.

……

After reading the book at a glance, night Rui threw the book on the table and said to Simon, "report your work."

So many words, not a useful sentence.

Simon was not as fast as ye Rui and said in embarrassment, "young master, I haven't finished reading."

Night Rui's fingers pounded on the table quickly. Zuo Xiaoyou had awakened. He wanted to dispel her idea of leaving.

"Let's talk about the part you've read." Night Rui waved, a little impatient, "where you see, where you say."

"Yes." Simon stood up, picked up his notebook and reported seriously, "first, when waiting for the other party's response, we should appropriately maintain a sense of mystery and give the other party a certain degree of freedom. Pushing too hard will backfire... "

Appropriate degrees of freedom

Night Rui knocked his fingers on the table and gradually slowed down, becoming rhythmic and rhythmic. Soon, the corner of his lips raised a shallow arc, "Simon, change the case of star night square."

Star night square, orphanage is the psychology of left, small and right.