Luo Xining disdained to hook his lips. Isn't Jiu Bai afraid of death?
Thinking of this,
Luo Xining's eyes suddenly lit up!
Yes, I didn't think of it just now.
No one else can save Jiubai. Only you can save it!
No one is afraid of death, and Jiubai is no exception.
in due course,
She can threaten Jiubai, let Jiubai do anything, and let Jiubai beg her to save people!
in due course,
Do you still need to be afraid that the value of hatred will not rise?
Thinking of this, Luo Xining felt her heart beat faster and almost jumped out of her heart. She knew it was exciting.
Luo Xining's steps became more and more. She couldn't wait. She rushed in and quickly walked to the bedroom. When she saw the face outlined by the pale golden sun and the picture, she suddenly stopped her steps and her face was slightly distorted.
The girl in light blue clothes leaned wearily on the soft couch, her pale and exquisite face was suffused with a faint smile, and her side face was perfect in the sun.
Translucent skin is abnormally morbid white, and looks a little sick. Long eyelashes hang a good-looking radian, and the pale lip flap gently purses.
Compared with the past, it has a bit more fragile morbid beauty, with a quiet and secluded temperament, which people can't help taking care of.
If it were just this picture, Luo Xining would not almost want to go crazy.
But,
The noble and handsome man, with a cool, thin and arrogant look, had never been careful, and the soft between his clean eyebrows and eyes, splashed the smile in his ink eyes.
It deeply hurt Luo Xining's heart.
Shock, jealousy, anger.
All kinds of negative emotions filled Luo Xining's mind.
I wish,
Rush up to replace the woman.
Night is cold, it's her!
Jiubai woke up, but luoxining was not funny at all.
I have long noticed the kind of eyes with deep malice. Dyed white and lazy narrowed my eyes. The dark pupils were gently mocked, and the smile on the corners of my lips was still gentle. "What's the matter with you, Ben Wang?"
Luoxining fingernails deep into the palm of his hand, staring at night Yanhan.
"Your eyes don't want it again?" ran Bai whispered. Her slender and beautiful fingers inadvertently flicked her sleeves. The smile on her lips was a little cool, and her words were also a little cool.
Luo Xining reactively withdrew his eyes and thought of the devil like night. His face was once distorted.
Luo Xining will never forget that kind of panic and extreme despair.
But even so, she still likes to talk cold at night, just like
Luo Xining recovered from his memory and reacted again.
Now she is dominant in film and television. Why should she be afraid of Jiubai.
Jiubai's life still needs her to save!
"It's said that the seventh Royal sister's life will not be long?" Luo Xining raised his chin again and looked at ran Bai proudly.
"I heard that the fourth Lord has been seriously ill for several days?" the young president lowered his eyes slightly and opened his mouth.
Luo Xining's face was stiff.
Anyone can say she,
But the night is cold, how can you say me? How can you say me!
"The king..." Luo Xining took a deep breath and opened his mouth: "the king has a way to save Jiubai."
The words fall,
Luo Xining wanted to stare at yeyan Han and observe the mood on yeyan Han's face, but he only glanced at a cold and handsome side face and withdrew his eyes.
Do not know why?
Jiubai looked at her line of sight, with a bit of creepy cool cold, like a demon crawling out of the hell among the fans. Her dark and treacherous gaze made luoxining cold all over. She stubbornly took back her eyes that wanted to stare at night Yanhan.