The young and cold president's little brother stood there with a pair of clear and beautiful eyes, with an indifferent and cool expression.
Luo Xining fiercely opened his eyes and looked at the sound outside the bed curtain. His heart was tense and jumped up.
Who?
When she opened the bed curtain, the whole person was stunned and blurted out the words: "President ye?"
The voice was shocked and unbelievable.
Why is night Yanhan here.
Is it difficult,
Night Yanhan also knows that he came through the book and specially came to find his own?
Thinking of this, Luo Xining's heart jumped uncontrollably.
"In fact, you..." Luo Xining just wanted to talk, but was interrupted by night Yanhan.
The handsome and precious man, with his eyes hanging carelessly, pulled his sleeves in his clean and slender hands, and his sleeves showed a small section of delicate jade like wrist. He whispered, even his eyes were stained with cold and thin meaning, and said in a low voice, "she doesn't like you."
The young president said so, his voice was very light and without emotion.
Luo Xining was stunned and didn't respond to what night Yanhan said for a moment.
"What do you mean? Who is she? What are you doing here? How did you get here?" Luo Xining asked eagerly with a vague bad feeling in his heart.
"So why do you exist?" he said casually with a handsome face, ignoring anything Luo Xining said.
Luo Xining was completely shocked and looked at ye Yanhan incredulously, "you, are you for Jiubai?!"
"You shouldn't hit her attention." yeyan's cold and dark pupils are a cold and indifferent mood, the radian beautiful white jaw is slightly raised, and the exquisite facial features are expressionless.
She doesn't like it, nor does he.
Luo Xining suddenly had a bad hunch. She propped up her bed, stepped back and asked in a panic, "what do you want to do?"
"This pair of eyes always like to look around, so don't want it?" night Yan Han asked in a good mood, even his eyebrows and eyes bent.
The young and beautiful president's little brother was bathed in the moonlight, and his silver cold eyes fell on him, as if plated with a layer of light white light. His side face was handsome and his temperament was noble, just like a clean and exquisite ink painting.
Very beautiful, beautiful.
It's more beautiful than it seems.
But not half feminine.
You're right,
He is really dark in his bones
Once dark, is to live.
And now, it's for her.
She doesn't like it. He'll destroy it.
No blood on her fingers.
Even if there are many karma obstacles, he is willing.
Do everything for one person.
What do those clean, white, slender and beautiful hands look like when they pick up the scalpel?
It's like someone who should have a scalpel. It's amazing.
Luo Xining's body has been shaking uncontrollably. How can it be? Night Yan cold him
To kill her!
No, it won't.
How could that clean and cold real aristocrat like ice and snow be willing to dye blood for one person!
Luo Xining bit his lip,
Jealousy, fear, panic,
All kinds of negative emotions filled luoxining's heart.
"I guess you're here..." a lazy voice came, with a sense of absentmindedness.
Ranbai yawned lazily and casually said to yeyanhan, "good evening."
Seal off: "..."
Isn't that right?
The point is, is it time to say good evening?
Will you have dessert?