Quick Wear: Host, are you playing here?

"Does it look good?" Yan Yue's voice was flat, and his eyes were so dark that even the firelight could not illuminate them.

Why did Hua Xia sense that this was a case of killing a chicken to scare the monkeys?

Bah, she's not a monkey.

"It's okay." What else could she say?

“It’s not that pretty.”

He left no one on the boat alive. What a ruthless character.

Yan Yue seemed not to have heard it, and raised the corners of his lips but did not smile: "As long as you like it."

Hua Xia: “…” I like the size!

"Don't scream!" Be careful or she will knock him out!

Yan Yue paused and said, "Whoa whoa?"

Hua Xia explained: "The dog is barking."

Yan Yue said in an indescribable tone: "You are very brave."

Hua Xia retorted: "...You too." What, do you still want to blast her?

Xu Qing watched the two people bickering and fell silent. Both of them were visibly irritable, but they happened to maintain a balance. It was strangely harmonious. There were few people who were not afraid of Yan Yue, especially after a human fireworks show.

Even Xu Qing often felt afraid of Yan Yue after his legs were crippled.

This fear came from the fact that every time he controlled Yan Yue's condition, he seemed to see a ferocious beast hidden under his manic mood, with its bloody mouth wide open and roaring with infinite hatred, as if it wanted to drag everyone down to hell and destroy them together.

"Yan Yue, are you sick???" the female voice angrily sounded in the silence after the 'fireworks show'.

The quarrel over there entered a white-hot stage. Xu Qing looked over. Although Yan Yue looked evil at this moment, he was completely different from the state that frightened him in the past. It was as if... Xu Qing described it as if he had come alive.

It was as if I was pulled down to the human world from the endless abyss of hell by a girl.

This feeling is obviously not an illusion.

With Xu Qing's strong advocacy and Yan Yue's tacit consent, after leaving the sea, Hua Xia moved into Yan Yue's mansion of thousands of square meters on a mountain in the suburbs of Beijing. Except for not being able to go out, all the conditions were basically met.

Naturally, there was no one stopping us at the gate. After we went out, we had to walk nearly ten kilometers down the mountain to reach the main road.

The Yan family's ancestral home was not a mansion. Yan Yue moved in after he became the head of the family. It seemed to have originally been the residence of a beile left over from an old dynasty.

Hua Xia heard about it from the gossip of the servants in the villa.

When Yan Yue was at home, Li Du was the steward of the mansion and also lived in the mansion. It was obvious that he had much more power in the Yan family than Xu Qing.

A special assistant with extraordinary means, the game room that Hua Xia requested was completed in just one day. Yan Yue was not always in the mansion, and most of the time he was not there. It was already dark when he came back, so after Hua Xia moved in for a few days, the two met only a few times.

He seems very busy.

Probably because of the follow-up to the "fireworks show" on the high seas.

Zhican Tong has rarely chatted recently. After he was looking forward to the fireworks show last time, he fell into autism. He turned on the recording function and was ready to record the beautiful fireworks for loop playback. He deleted it several times before deleting the backup.

That night, it was drizzling outside the courtyard. The headlights of the car illuminated the clear shape of the falling rain. The tires rolled over the wet lawn and drove into the courtyard. Xu Qing got out of the car with a serious expression. Just as he was about to open the umbrella, the back seat door was pushed open first, and the man was about to get out of the car with his arms propped up.

The wheelchair that was prepared nearby was pushed further away when he reached out to reach it.

Liu Shan hurriedly got out of the driver's seat and moved the wheelchair closer. Xu Qing was startled and did not have time to open his umbrella and go to the other side in the rain.

"Ayue."

Because the wheelchair was pushed away, the air pressure on the man became even lower, as if he was about to fall to the bottom of a valley. The rain tended to get heavier, wetting the man's black hair on his forehead.

Xu Qing held up the umbrella, and Liu Shan helped Yan Yue onto the wheelchair, calling out anxiously, "Sir."

Yan Yue ignored him, stretched out his hand to push Xu Qing away, and turned his wheelchair to the front hall on the first floor.

The hall was brightly lit by the crystal chandelier. It was already late at night. The servants who stayed overnight were not in this building, but at the back of the courtyard. There was no one there. The smooth floor reflected the furnishings in the hall. Yan Yue was sitting in a wheelchair, his brows lowered, unable to conceal his hostility.

Suddenly, he moved, raised his hand and threw the vase with fresh flowers that the servant had replaced this morning to the ground.

Bright red rose petals were scattered among a pile of broken porcelain pieces. In the past, the hall would not display these fragile items because the result would be nothing more than what was happening before. But with the addition of a woman to the mansion, the gentleman had not lost his temper for several days.

The originally smooth floor was now in a mess, just like Yan Yue in front of him.

It was also a mess.

The sound of the rain was not loud, but the sound of the vase breaking was loud.

There was another one of similar style placed next to the sofa. Yan Yue's eyes were dark and he suddenly turned his wheelchair closer.

"How many more do you want to break?"

A clear female voice came from the balcony on the second floor. There was no emotion in the tone, just a straightforward inquiry.

Yan Yue did not look up at the first moment. At this moment, no one would stay in the villa except his "medicine".

"You're not falling anymore?"

"If you don't fall, I'll go back."

Yan Yue finally raised his head and saw that the girl had a pretty face. Her originally black hair had been dyed into Barbie pink on the third day after she entered the villa. Her eyebrows and eyelashes were also dyed, which did not look out of place but added a touch of cuteness. At this moment, the light in her clear eyes was very dull and without any emotion.

Her arms were lazily resting on the fence and her head was tilted, as if she had come out just to watch the show.

Yan Yue suddenly lost his destructive mood. He placed his palms on his knees and slowly withdrew his violent emotions. It was a slow process, but it was very effective.

My impetuous heart sank to the bottom, and I lowered my eyes: "Yeah."

Time froze at this moment, as if a long time had passed, or perhaps only a moment. When Yan Yue looked up again, the girl leaning against the fence had not left yet. Her fair cheeks had light bruises under her pale pupils, as if she had not slept well.

There was a hint of hesitation on the originally expressionless face.

The two looked at each other, and the girl suddenly asked: "Do you want to come up? Watch me play games?"

Yan Yue's violent emotions were like a deflated ball at this moment. He paused for a long time before saying, "Okay..."

Tonight, Yan Yue just came back from a gathering of the Yan family. They were a group of vampires who claimed to be elders. He had taught them a lesson before, but after the incident on the ship involved the interests of those people, they forgot the lesson.

Hua Xia lowered her eyes as the man pushed his wheelchair closer to the elevator. His black suit was soaked as the wheelchair moved past, leaving water stains on the ground that spread crimson red.

The wheelchair ran over broken vases and bright red roses, and Yan Yue continued to move forward unconsciously.

There was a faint smell of blood in the air. When the man raised his hand to press the elevator button, his white shirt was stained red under his suit jacket.

There should be more than one person.

He took matters into his own hands.

Hua Xia sighed slightly. Yan Yue stepped into the elevator and closed the door. Hua Xia raised her eyes and met the gaze of the two people standing by the door.

Xu Qing's expression was complicated. He opened his lips but said nothing.

He was worried about Yan Yue's condition, and also worried that this woman was a killer from Dark Night and an outsider after all.

But at this moment, he looked at Yan Yue, whose emotions gradually calmed down just because the girl appeared. It was also Yan Yue who immediately went upstairs when the other party invited him.

Although, it was she who broke in.

However, it seemed that, from beginning to end, the person who chose to get close was Yan Yue himself.

In a sense, this woman really became Yan Yue's medicine.