Liu Anan's tears suddenly popped up again.

It's too miserable to die without a complete body.

Liu Anan didn't dare to move at all. She was cowardly and allowed the man's hand to pinch her neck and pinch her.

He seemed to be addicted to pinching, and his palm had already slid from the back of his neck to her shoulders.

I was wearing thin clothes when I fell asleep at night, with only a layer of strapless breasts wrapped around my body, and my shoulders and arms were exposed.

His hand fell directly on her shoulder. At first, he was a little tempted and poked his fingers, as if he found that the touch was pretty good, so he started to pinch it.

Liu Anan opened one eye in confusion.

The moment before the man saw him, she hurriedly closed her eyes.

Forget it, he can pinch whatever he wants!

She treated herself as a dough ball and let others rub it.

yes!

Liu Anan suddenly thought in his mind, did the tyrant mean that she was just a dough that could be kneaded in front of him?

The dough is just the dough! If she can still live, she will make the most qualified soft dough!

Rub whatever you want!

Liu Anan raised his neck righteously.

Her chin is also very soft and very easy to pinch!

I don’t know how long it took, but Liu Anan was a little sleepy. He endured the sleepiness and yawned back.

The kneading on the shoulders disappeared.

Liu Anan waited for a while, and then quietly opened the gap in his eyes.

The man who withdrew his hand lowered his head and stared at his hand, as if he had discovered something strange. He kept this movement for a long time, then got up and walked to the door and opened it.

In the night moon, her maid knelt outside the door and buried her head deep, not daring to move.

The moonlight stretched the man's back very long.

A narrow crack in the door was finally closed in the man's backhand.

Liu An'an's shoulders and collarbone were red, and she sat on the bed, staring blankly at the closed door.

Has she survived?

The tyrant won't kill her?

Then she...will she be a dough in the future?

Liu Anan was stunned for a long time.

“…Ah snee!”

That night, Liu Anan became ill directly after freezing.

The doctor in the mansion is still the same. Liu Anan still remembers the embarrassing thing about her pregnancy at that time. She was embarrassed to meet people under the quilt.

The doctor was still polite, so he prescribed medicine for her and told her maid to close the doors and windows at night to avoid getting cold.

"The girl is already weak. If she suffers from cold again, it may still have obstacles to getting married in the future."

The doctor said implicitly.

After the wife of the Yang family said something, Liu Anan already understood that the doctor meant that it was hindered by the child.

She blushed and thanked the doctor.

The nanny in the mansion said that the girl has been sick these days, so the young master doesn’t have to go there anymore, and I will wait until the girl is recovered and she will talk about it.

This sentence fell into Liu An'an's ears and became that the tyrant no longer needed her by his side.

How can this work?

Liu Anan touched his neck.

Although she survived from death, she would rather die than...the rockery in the mansion than live in the Yang Mansion but not get close to the tyrant, which would be even worse.

Liu Anan was distressed for a moment.

"Girl," the maid whispered, "Although I don't know what happened between the girl and Master Chu a few days ago, the girl might as well bow her head first, and always let Master Chu remember you and come to see you before there will be a future."

Liu An'an's eyes lit up. This is the reason. Only when you see people, how can you have a future?

"Then how should I see him?"

Liu Anan humbly asked for advice.

The maid thought about it.

"Does the girl still remember Concubine Peng in the mansion?"

"Even if you have a quarrel with the prince, you will always let the prince go to her room afterwards. This is because Concubine Peng has flattered the prince."

"Miss is so good-looking, Mr. Chu can't be merciless. Girl, as long as you take the initiative to flatter Mr. Chu, this matter will be over."

To flatter?

Liu Anan hugged her head and thought for a while.

The tyrant almost killed her. She was really scared, so... how could he sacrifice this charm so that he would not die?

Three days later, at the hour of Yin and three o'clock.

Chu Yu got up, the servant opened the door, and a little girl who had been waiting for a long time stood outside the door.

The little girl had been sick for several days, her face became much lighter, and her lips became even lighter. Standing there, she even felt that she had lost weight.

Although it is not as obvious as it is in just a few days.

Yingying's timid posture can be seen.

Chu Yu's eyes fell on the little girl.

"What are you here?"

The little girl saluted, took something out of her sleeve, raised her hands and handed it to Chu Yu.

"I'll come, I'll show off."

She blushed, her voice was a little small, but her pronunciation was clear.

"Young Master, please accept it."

Chu Yu stared at the big word "如" embroidered with red silk thread on the white silk handkerchief, and was silent for a moment.

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