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Yan Xiaomo took some fruit and cake from the freezer and went upstairs, so as not to meet Zhou Yu downstairs.

She wants to give Zhou Yu a feeling of imminent separation, sometimes intimate, sometimes losing.

What you can't get is always in turmoil.

In love, the first person to fall in love with must be the loser.

Originally, Yan Xiaomo thought that her life would be miserable, but now she feels pretty good.

Sitting in the rocking chair on the balcony and feeling the afterglow of the sunset, the sun is warmly sprinkled on the body, as if it has plated a layer of feathers on the body.

Looking at the villain over and over again, enjoying the sweetness of fruits and cakes, this feeling is good, don't want it.

A comfortable life is always so beautiful and intoxicating.

Suddenly, the door was pushed open, and Yan Xiaomo subconsciously glanced at the door.

"Brother?"

Seeing the visitor, Yan Xiaomo looked surprised, they hadn't seen each other for several days since Zhou Yu left that morning.

Even if they meet, Zhou Yu will not pay attention to her, as if she is a transparent person.

Yan Xiaomo didn't feel much sadness in his heart, but he felt a little pity for Zhou Yu, and he was burdened with hatred.

Zhou Yu's gaze locked on that face, and his cold face eased a little, but he still had a face.

"Miss, your medicine!" The housekeeper brought Yan Xiaomo's medicine over, and his eyes wandered over Yan Xiaomo and Zhou Yu.

In the end, the housekeeper still left consciously, he didn't understand what the young master wanted to do.

The young lady's medicine had obviously been eaten, but the young master asked the doctor to prescribe the medicine for the young lady for a week.

When did the young master start caring about Miss?

The room is reserved for two young people, in fact, if there is any hatred between them, the two of them can solve it, and it is useless for others to say more.

Yan Xiaomo watched Zhou Yu walk towards her with the medicine bowl, and Yan Xiaomo's expression tightened in fright, and she swallowed her saliva raw.

"Drink."

Zhou Yu handed the medicine bowl to Yan Xiaomo's face, and a look of determination flashed in his eyes.

"I'm done with my medicine."

Such a bitter medicine, she didn't want to drink it.

Yan Xiaomo pushed her body back, but she had no way back when she was lying in the rocking chair.

"Drink."

Zhou Yu clamped Yan Xiaomo's chin and pressed the medicine bowl against Yan Xiaomo's lips.

This is going to forcibly drugged her.

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