"..."

Huo Wei lived.

A pair of eyes full of bloodshot eyes have a rich pain, pale skin with a trace of abnormal flushing, and the voice is dumb like another person.

"Yangyang, I am sorry, I am just..."

It has been more than a month since I returned from the Golden Triangle. He has not taken the blood he brought back for inspection.

Until yesterday.

An hour ago, he got the results of the test...

That beach blood is indeed Wenhe.

He can no longer find any excuses for luck.

Seeing that Huo's clothes were crumpled, Qing Jun's face was full of decadent words, and even his expressions were always calm and calm.

Lu Chaoyang’s heart was sour, and he smiled. “If you really feel that you are worried about Wenhe, then you should live better, and you will not let down her heart.”

"..."

Suddenly, Huo Wei gently hugged her.

"Thank you."

Lu Chaoyang stunned and did not struggle. From this hug, she felt only one kind of seeking warmth.

Huo Wei is a temper who likes his own things. Wen He’s death has brought him too much attack, but he can’t say it.

After all, he was just too tired and wanted to rest on her, even for a while.

The two people who did not notice did not know when, the stairway on the second floor, there was a tall and slender figure standing there quietly.

She looked at the two people who were hugged together, and the surprise smile on her face rolled away, and replaced by indifference.

Maybe she shouldn't come back.

Maybe she should really die there.

Huo Hao closed his eyes and gradually calmed down. "I am very glad that you are still willing to accompany me, Yangyang."

At the very least, it gives him a short peace of mind.

"..."

Lu Chaoyang did not speak, and the little hand patted his back gently, giving silent comfort.

There is a warm atmosphere between the two people. From the perspective of the onlookers, there is a close intimacy of a lover, as if no outsider can fit in.

The temperature in the twilight of the woman standing on the stairs was a little colder, the red lips were tight, and the bright face flashed a touch of self-deprecation.

Then turned and prepared to leave.

Oh, she heard Lu Chaoyang ask, "Hey, do you like Wenhe?"

"..."

She stepped forward, subconsciously turned back, and her silent eyes shattered a glimmer of light, as if it were nervous and as expected.

However, in the next second, her beautiful eyes reflected the picture of his slowly shaking his head.

A heart is like a giant hand pulled into the dark abyss, and no longer see a trace of light, cold and dead.

Ah.

enough!

This kind of self-satisfaction should stop here!

The woman did not go back, and when she came, she left the Xiaoyang Building through the bedroom window.

Passing through the garden and coming under the wall, she made a run-up posture, jumped into the body, and clasped the wall with one hand, and easily turned over.

With the silent landing of her feet, she left without reluctance, and her back was decided.

What surprises are shit!

What a long time to see people, are fake!

She was so painstaking, and she died a life of nine deaths. She came back and forth day and night, thinking about giving him a surprise. I didn’t expect her to meet her.

Perhaps her fate is death.

She should be awake!

Some people say that you will never wake up to a person who sleeps, as if you will never enter a heart that has been occupied by other women.