Chapter 272 Ai Ai

  Damn it!

  Meet a master!

  The girl's small face turned pale for a moment, and the moment she fell to the ground, she knelt on one knee before she was able to stabilize herself.

  The person who knows the current affairs is Junjie, she is not a stunned young man who is fighting for victory, she simply ran out with a low body and rushed out as if preparing to run.

  She felt that although the handsome guy in front of her must have a higher level of cultivation than her, the gap should not be too big. If you work hard, there is still a great hope of successfully escaping!

  The girl bit the lollipop into pieces, spit out the plastic tube, and glanced back, really, she promised, just one...

yeah?

  Where is that handsome guy?

  The place where the handsome guy was standing just now was empty.

  The girl's heart suddenly rose, and she turned around suspiciously.

   "Mom!"

  Three steps in front of her, stood a person coldly, with silver hair, handsome and indistinguishable face, independent of the world...

  The girl was running away with her spiritual power, she was running extremely fast, and she couldn't stop at all this time, well, no handsome guy to catch her, she voluntarily ran into his arms.

  The girl wanted to cry.

  She raised her head and winked at the handsome guy: "Hi, handsome guy, you are so handsome, are you a star?"

  Xiao Jiuhan lowered his eyes and looked at her indifferently.

  The girl was taken aback.

  Just now she was in a hurry to run away, and all she knew was that this man was handsome, but now at such a close distance, she could see his face clearly.

  ...Really, she has never seen such a good-looking man!

  Actually, she also pursues stars, but she swears that she has never seen this person before her.

   Then, she heard the handsome guy say in a calm voice: "I don't like killing people, please cooperate."

   "Hehe, what a coincidence, actually, I don't like being killed either, heh!"

  Girl, real name is Ai Ai.

  On this night when she was twenty-three years old, she met the second nemesis in her life.

  Her first creed in life is: live, never die!

  …

  In the indoor hall of the mountain manor.

  Xiao Jiuhan sat on the white leather sofa with her legs crossed, wearing a small white lapel shirt with a meticulously tied neckline. While she was carelessly arranging her sleeves, she squinted at the girl Ai Ai standing in front of her.

  Wan Qingming and Fatty stood guard on both sides, preventing the girl from running away again. This girl is really too cunning.

   "Say it!"

  Ai Ai is very knowledgeable about current affairs: "I really didn't want to break in on purpose, it was because someone was following me all the time, and I was afraid. I happened to see your manor, so I wanted to come in and hide."

Wan Qingming snorted: "You mean, you are a girl, or a spiritual cultivator, who was followed in the middle of the night and ran to the countryside? The urban area is so big that you don't hide, you prefer to go here run?"

"..." Ai Ai was silent for a moment, "I... I have enemies who have been chasing me. There are many people in the city, and it will be more inconvenient if you really do something. You should know this. I don't want to cause trouble and cause more trouble Many enemies."

   The fat man was panting heavily. He had been chasing for a long time just now but failed to catch up, which made him still not recovering yet.

  He stared at Ai Ai: "But we see that you clearly want to stay here. If you really want to be followed by your enemies, why don't you keep running and stay here with us?"

  Ai Ai took it for granted: "The security system here is advanced, that person can't get in."

   "You..." Fatty couldn't see the brash girl's righteous look, so he wanted to say something.

  Xiao Jiuhan suddenly said: "You mean, there should be another person here?"

   Don't say I plagiarized!

   I hate plagiarism the most in my life, and I also hate others to say that I plagiarized. If I could plagiarize, I would have been a famous wife.

   Plagiarism is such a shit-like thing that everyone shouts and beats. Without scientific, reasonable and conclusive evidence, you can't talk nonsense, and it will kill people!

   I can guarantee with my conscience that all my works, every word is my own painstaking effort.

   Every reader who supports me, I can also guarantee that I will never let you become a reader who reads plagiarism because of me. Plagiarism? Is that what people do? If you tell me, my mom and brother will laugh at me to death, okay? I am a Virgo who has a slight obsessive compulsive disorder and pursues perfection. I like to wear white clothes. How can you poke black spots on my body? That feeling is too uncomfortable???? Be careful! So hungry, I fell asleep.

  

  

  (end of this chapter)