She leaned in his ear and whispered, "Master Qiao, are you asleep?" ”

Again, there was no response. [No pop-ups. 】

She straightened up and felt her little hand in his pants pocket.

Easily, she reached for his phone.

Unlocked it with his fingerprint and opened the address book, Ye Jiaqi's fingers were trembling.

As soon as she flipped through it, she saw Han Yurou's name.

She sent a message to Han Yurou: Tianyue Hotel, 1509, I'll wait for you.

After sending it, she quickly deleted it, and the whole person trembled so much that the wine woke up a little bit.

She put his phone back in its place, and when she saw that he was not awake, she was relieved and ran to the door in a panic.

She gave him the medicine, and in a few minutes the effect would come up, and she couldn't stay here anymore.

The first time she did this, she ran out of the room with her legs still shaking.

I don't know if she drank too much, she leaned against the wall, dizzy, and a little hot all over.

Yes, when she was feeding him a drink, she drank a little herself.

Although she only put one piece, it definitely had an effect, and she had to go downstairs to blow the cold wind.

If the cold wind blows, there will definitely be no such feeling of heat and restlessness!

Ye Jiaqi's legs trembled, as if he was walking on a ball of cotton, and he couldn't walk fast, so he had to hold on to the wall and walk towards the elevator step by step.

The night is not deep, and the lights are still bright outside.

The heart was trembling uncontrollably, mixed with a slight throbbing pain.

"Qiao Sinian, you won't blame me, right" Ye Jiaqi muttered, dragged himself to the elevator entrance, and slapped the elevator button, "You definitely won't blame me, you are reluctant to blame me"

She tugged at the corners of her lips, and there was a bitter arc at the corners of her mouth.

He wouldn't blame her.

The pain in my heart was terrible.

Ye Jiaqi covered his left chest and propped his hand on the wall.

She knew that he was a responsible man, and if she slept with Han Yurou, she would definitely be responsible for Han Yurou and marry her

In this way, the best of both worlds, everything is good.

This time, it was she who pushed him out with her own hands.

It was fulfillment for him to push her away, and it was also fulfillment for her to push him away.

"Jos, you're going to be well," she cried.

Tears fell from her eye sockets, "popping", "popping", and fell on the back of her hand.

He wants to live well, live a long life, and be happy and healthy.

Standing at the top of the business community in the capital, he is still beautiful, noble and elegant.

She has no regrets about making this decision.

She didn't want to see his depressed appearance, she didn't want to see his haggard appearance.

Ten years in prison, only a few decades in her life, how could she be willing to let him spend it in prison.

In the future, he will cultivate a relationship with Miss Han, and when he gets married and has children, everything will be fine.

"Ding—"

The elevator arrived.

Ye Jiaqi walked up in despair, holding his hands on the wall.

There was no one in the elevator, but there was a mirror.

In the mirror, Ye Jiaqi's eyes were red and swollen, his face was full of tears, and his eyes were dull and confused.

Ye Jiaqi was hot and restless, and there were thousands of ants crawling around on his body, crispy and numb, and very uncomfortable.

She frowned, leaning against the wall.

Her mind had been blank, and she knew that Han Yurou would come.

She didn't know how effective that pill was, but she did know that it was enough for two people.

Two lines of tears rolled down her eye sockets again.

She clenched her arms insecurely and slowly closed her eyes.

The agarwood incense on his body seemed to remain on her clothes