Luo Xiaochui's hand clenched into a fist, and he did not move, resisting the urge to push her away.

After a long time, Meng Yao stepped back and her lips turned red with a kiss. She pulled a tissue, but Luo Xiao held down her hand and took it over.

"I'll wipe it myself."

“…”

Meng Yao pressed her lips with her fingers, and she really couldn't help it, "I'm sorry, I..."

"Eat quickly, it's going to be cold."

Luo Xiao threw away the tissue and pulled open the chair for her.

The first time he was so gentle to her, and the first time he cooked noodles for her to eat, Meng Yao felt bitter. If it weren't for the second lady of Tibetan Buddhism, he might have killed her directly.

For the first time, she didn't hate her identity so much.

Meng Yao actually had no appetite. Luo Xiao sat next to her when she was eating noodles. She turned her head and could see him staring at one place, as if he was in a daze.

He must be thinking about how to leave, right?

Meng Yao's hand holding chopsticks tightened, and her hot eyes were filled with hot air. This was the most serious bowl of noodles she had eaten so much, and there was not even a drop of soup left.

Luo Xiao stood up and picked up the bowl. Meng Yao held his hand, "Let's go upstairs."

“…”

Luo Xiao looked at her, he was not sure what she was going to do, but if...

He closed his eyes and no one would want others to know that they do not have that ability. Seeing this, Meng Shaoling did not tell Meng Yao.

Luo Xiao turned around and walked upstairs.

When he passed by the next room, he went in and took a look. Meng Yao also walked to the bed, "Is Mr. Jue in good health?"

"He will get better soon."

Luo Xiao stared at Mo Nanjue's face and it took him a long time to turn it off. He stood up and came to his room.

Meng Yao closed the door and several subordinates guarded outside.

Luo Xiao's body was stiff, and he turned around and separated from her.

Meng Yao took a step forward, Luo Xiao took a step back, "What should you do to let us go?" He simply asked directly, "Meng Shaoling is not here, this is the best opportunity. I didn't joke with you, I don't have time to delay."

"You're leaving now, so we can see you again?"

Luo Xiao frowned, "If..."

"You don't have to guarantee any sweet words. Once you leave here, these words will become fake. Do you think I'm an 18-year-old girl?"

Meng Yao smiled bitterly. She believed that even if she asked Luo Xiao to wash her feet now, he would definitely be willing, but she would not do that, so what's the point?

He doesn't love her, and no matter how much he wants to get intimacy, her surname is Meng, and she will never be Tong.

Meng Yao said word by word, "I can find a way to get you and Jue Shao to leave, but you have to agree to my request."

“What are the requirements?”

"I haven't thought about it yet, but it's a request," Meng Yao thought of Luo Gu, and she wanted to pave a way for her son. "I hope you don't break your promise, don't worry, I don't want you, you can still love Tong Ran in the future, and I won't interfere with you."

"Okay," Luo Xiao agreed without thinking, "Everything is OK, everything is up to you."

Meng Yao nodded, and she suddenly bent down and took out a lightweight pistol from her boots.

...

Twenty minutes later.

Bang!

A loud noise suddenly came from the room, and several men suddenly looked up and turned around to unscrew the door, "Miss Second Miss?"

"Don't come over!"
Chapter completed!