Chapter 240

Name：Bloodthirsty master is so domineering Author：无泪的宝贝
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"I'm sorry." Ling Xiaoqian still did not look at him, leaving these three words, she broke free of his hand and left directly.

The dark night sky.

On the side of the long road, the streetlights are slanting, dragging her figure for a long time. Similarly, they also map the slender and beautiful figure behind them, pulling out a shadow on the ground.

Ling Xiaoqian knew that Lan Yichen was right behind him, but pretended not to know, and his steps continued.

It's a long way.

It's almost 11 o'clock. There are very few pedestrians on the roadside. Only the cars on the road drive one by one from time to time. They walk slowly from front to back.

Ling Xiaoqian doesn't want him to follow, but she knows that no matter what she says, he won't leave.

LAN Yichen wanted to call her back to her apartment, but he also knew that she was too stubborn to persuade her.

So.

None of them spoke.

Just keep walking.

She knew that with him behind her, she would feel at ease, and she would not feel lonely at all. When he looked at his eyes, his back was watching, and he had her in his eyes, his heart would not be empty.

Just, she can't stop to let him follow, and he, also can't speed up, walk with her side by side.

Because.

There is an invisible object between them. If Ling Xiaoqian doesn't get rid of it, they will never walk together again without distance.

Ling Xiaoqian wants to tell him that she doesn't want to leave him, but she thinks that Xiaoxue took a blade last night and was hit by a car tonight. She is so afraid that the next thing will be more terrible

Afraid to let her dare not close to blue morning, afraid to dare not look at him.

Xiaoxue is now like this. If she is still with LAN Yichen, she will blame herself in her heart. In case something happens to Xiaoxue, she will never forgive herself, blame herself and suffer for a lifetime.

Ling Xiaoqian has been walking with no purpose. He has forgotten which road he has taken and where he belongs.

A few steps ahead, there was a car, leaning against a person in front of the door. The dim yellow street lamp reflected in the past. The figure was handsome and slender, and it seemed that it was impatient to wait. The thin lips pressed tightly, and it was very unhappy.