"Well..." Han Xiaoyu resisted and broke away from his kiss, and kept insulting him: "Beast, you dressed like a beast, no, you are worse than a beast!"

Huo Mingxuan said nothing, sealed her lips, and after opening her mouth, no matter how many times he wanted her, she brought him a hearty feeling every time.

"Hmm..." Han Xiaoyu moaned softly. Even she was frightened that she would make such a shameful sound. She bit her lips tightly and stopped making any sound.

This sound fell into Huo Mingxuan's ears and became an invitation to make it fiercer, to love her more tenderly...

After the mandarin duck bath, Han Xiaoyu lay on the bathtub like a broken doll, with empty eyes, letting him bathe her, wash her hair, and blow dry her hair. Finally, he took her to bed and fell asleep in his arms.

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A red light glowed in the east, and a red sun jumped up in wisps, finally breaking through the shackles of clouds and dust, illuminating the vast sky bit by bit.

The morning light shines in through the curtains and shines on the faces of the man and woman sleeping opposite each other on the bed.

Huo Mingxuan moved his eyelids and opened his eyes. Her peaceful sleeping face fell under his eyes, her eyes were closed tightly, and she slept soundly.

The memory of last night has been lingering in his mind. Her beauty is rare. He gently touched her cheek with his big palm, gently kissed her good morning on her lips, and got out of bed quietly.

Afraid of waking her up, his eyes fell on the white sheets, stained with a bright red flower, which was extremely charming. He knew exactly what it was.

After washing and dressing up, he leaned over and pressed a kiss on her smooth forehead, turned around and left, walked a few steps, then looked back at him who was sleeping, and finally reluctantly left the high-end suite and went to the branch office to handle the business trip.

At three o'clock in the morning, Han Xiaoyu woke up. Huo Mingxuan, who had indulged her so much last night, was no longer by her side.

I got out of bed exhausted, and saw a trace of blood on the sheets. I closed my eyes in despair, turned and walked to the bathroom. Compared with last night, the place was much better now. It wasn't as painful as yesterday. At least I could walk.

But it still hurts a little bit.

Han Xiaoyu looked at herself in the mirror haggardly. The white bathrobe was put on her body, and the bruises on her neck were clearly visible, which was particularly eye-catching.

Han Xiaoyu roughly tore open her bathrobe, threw it aside, turned on the shower, and let the warm water drizzle on her head and body. She rubbed the red marks on her skin vigorously. No matter how hard she rubbed, she couldn't wash them away, like

There, even if you can do surgical repair, you can't save the fact that what happened has happened.

Han Xiaoyu squatted on the ground, hugged her legs, buried her head deeply in her knees, and cried out in pain: "Oh...I hate you..."

The innocence she had maintained for twenty-five years was gone. Her whole life was ruined by Huo Mingxuan. She couldn't be his bed-warming tool. It was such a humiliation that she might as well just die!

A desperate thought arose in her mind, and she slowly stood up, grabbed the hand sanitizer on the sink, and threw it against the mirror.

With a crisp sound, the mirror was smashed by her, falling into pieces and scattered around on the ground.

Han Xiaoyu bent down, picked up a piece of debris, closed her eyes, gritted her teeth, and scratched her wrist. She only made a small scratch and stopped. It hurt too much, and a trace of blood flowed out and dripped on the ground.

, blooming into small red flowers.

Han Xiaoyu threw away the fragments in her hand, covered her wrists, and left the bathroom. When she stepped on the mirror fragments on her feet, she forgot even the pain.

Han Xiaoyu let the blood flow from her wrist, put on her clothes, left the hotel, and walked the streets of London in despair.

She didn't know how many passers-by she bumped into along the way. All the passers-by felt very strange about her behavior. Some even called her crazy, and some even came up to her and asked her what was wrong and if she needed help.

She was really useless and didn't even have the courage to commit suicide. She was afraid of pain and she was afraid of death. She was even more afraid of letting her mother, who was both a father and a mother, worry about her. When her father died of illness, she resented God for not caring about her.

Give him ten more years of life, so that he can't watch his children get married, and he won't rest in peace until death. Now she wants to hastily resolve her own life.

On the bank of the Thames, Han Xiaoyu held on to the guardrail of the river and cried silently. The tears fell on the river, creating a small ripple in the water.

The scenery here is beautiful, but she no longer has any elegance to appreciate its beauty.

An Italian handkerchief was suddenly handed to her. When Han Xiaoyu turned around, she was stunned and said in surprise: "It's you!"

"Wipe your tears!" The man handed the handkerchief to Han Xiaoyu's hand, watched her wipe the tears on her face, and explained lightly: "I just ran into you when I walked out of the hotel, and I called you.

You didn’t seem to hear, so you just followed me rashly. Don’t worry, I just want to say sorry to you for what happened yesterday. I recognized the wrong person, and I was rude!”

The man's polite and elegant conversation left a good impression on Han Xiaoyu. He smiled slightly and said, "It's just a small thing. Don't take it to heart, sir. Thank you for the handkerchief."

"Your hand is injured." The man looked down at the coagulated blood on her palm, which was flowing from her wrist.

Han Xiaoyu raised her hand and looked at the blood-stained palm, and said bitterly: "It's not a problem, it's just a small scar." There was infinite sadness in his words.

When the man saw the scar on her wrist, he was a little surprised. The scar seemed to have been cut by himself. Did she want to commit suicide? What was it that made her unable to think about it?

Han Xiaoyu saw the confusion in the man's eyes and said calmly: "As you thought, I made this scar myself! I wanted to commit suicide."

"My name is Gu Xiuyang. If you don't mind, miss, I can take you to the hospital to bandage it. If you leave it alone, you will easily get infected." The man did not ask her why she wanted to commit suicide. If she wanted to say something, she would naturally say it.

Besides, he only met her once, how could she tell a strange man the reason why she wanted to commit suicide?

"Thank you, Mr. Gu, you can call me Han Xiaoyu." The man's words gave Han Xiaoyu enough sense of security to tell the man her name generously.

Gu Xiuyang smiled warmly and drove her to the hospital for bandage.

After being bandaged from the hospital, Han Xiaoyu not only had her wrists bandaged, but also her feet. If it weren't for Gu Xiuyang's reminder, she wouldn't have known that her feet were bleeding too. Only then did she remember that when she left the bathroom,

I accidentally stepped on a broken mirror. I was so uncomfortable at the time that I didn't notice it, and I walked out wearing hotel slippers.

When the doctor was cleaning her wound just now, the fragment on the sole of her foot was so deep that it hurt even with anesthesia. If Gu Xiuyang hadn't distracted her by talking to her, she estimated that the doctor hadn't even finished treating the wound on her foot.

Moreover, the doctor mistook Gu Xiuyang for her boyfriend and blamed Gu Xiuyang for not taking good care of his girlfriend, which made her feel particularly sorry for Gu Xiuyang at that time. He kindly took her to bandage, but he was injured by the doctor.

There was a misunderstanding and she was blamed for it, but Gu Xiuyang just smiled and told her not to take it to heart.

Han Xiaoyu said gratefully: "Thank you, Mr. Gu, for taking me to bandage and costing you money."

When it was time to pay the medical bills, she remembered that she didn't have pounds, and what was even more ridiculous was that she didn't even have renminbi.

Gu Xiuyang opened the car door for her and said, "It's just a little effort. I'll take you back to the hotel!"

Han Xiaoyu waved her hand and said, "No, that would be too troublesome for you. Besides, I don't want to go back to the hotel now."

She and Gu Xiuyang had known each other for less than an hour, and he was so helpful to her. This man was so warm and well-educated.

"In that case, if you don't mind, can you accompany me to see the London Eye and Big Ben?" Gu Xiuyang followed the conversation and invited her. After finishing speaking, he felt a little abrupt and said apologetically: "I'm sorry, I took the liberty.

Got it!"

Han Xiaoyu smiled brightly and said: "No, Mr. Gu, I first came to London and have always heard about London's famous attractions. I also want to see the London Eye and Big Ben."

Gu Xiuyang spent a lot of money to bandage her and accompany him to see Big Ben and the London Eye. This was the only way she could repay him given her penniless situation. Besides, she really wanted to see Big Ben and the London Eye.

"Is your foot okay?" Gu Xiuyang looked down at her bandaged foot.

"You see it's okay." Han Xiaoyu stood on tiptoe with her bandaged foot and took a few steps in front of him to prove that her foot could accompany him.

Gu Xiuyang nodded and drove to Big Ben first and then to the London Eye.

The London Eye, also known as the Millennium Wheel, is the largest Ferris wheel in the world. With the development of the economy, many Ferris wheels have surpassed it.

Han Xiaoyu raised her eyes to look at the huge Ferris wheel, and looked sideways at the man beside her. He was really ready to leave, and asked doubtfully: "Why don't you go up and sit on it?"

When he went to Big Ben just now, he took one look at it and left. Now he's at the London Eye, and it's the same way.

"Would you like to sit with me?" Gu Xiuyang looked at her with pleading eyes.

"Me!" Han Xiaoyu pointed at herself. She had never ridden a Ferris wheel before. She looked at the British men and women walking from the Ferris wheel's cabin in the distance. They had smiles on their faces and kept praising in their mouths.

It sounds like it should be fun!

Gu Xiuyang saw some hesitation on her face and said disappointedly: "If you are afraid of heights, forget it."

Han Xiaoyu said bluntly: "That's not the case. I have never ridden on a Ferris wheel. I'm afraid I'll make a fool of myself!" After a pause, he added: "Now that I'm here, I won't have a chance to come back again. Isn't it okay if I don't go up and sit on it?
Chapter completed!