Chapter 3514

The two words fell coolly, with a cold force. Liu Qiao frowned and looked at dye white disdainfully.

But I didn't expect that the girl moved directly in the next second!

The clothes almost brought out the wind, and the expressionless smashed the next glass on her!

With a scream, he threw Liu Qiao over his shoulder, put one knee against Liu Qiao, pressed people on the ground and looked down at her.

A series of actions are like running water, without half a pause at all, with a bit of ruthlessness.

The light fell in her pupils, not half warm, cold to the bone, but the corners of her lips were still curved with an evil radian.

She's laughing.

"Do you skate back?"

The girl bent one knee against her and asked softly.

Liu Qiao's delicate face was almost painful to twist, and her sharp to stiff chin almost deformed at this moment.

I'm afraid Liu Qiao didn't think of it in her dream. Dye Bai dared to do it!

Dare to do it in front of Han zhe!

The problem is that dye Bai is still crying and apologizing for one second, and she fell over her shoulder the next second?!

Shen Jiao has been muddled up to now. She doesn't know what happened. How could this happen.

What does that mean!

It's rare that Han zhe was stunned. He looked at the girl's crisp skills, even with a cold ruthlessness.

He narrowed his eyes, which were a little dark.

Having been with song Bai for so long, I just like that face, so I have more tolerance.

Just playing, Han zhe didn't care much about song Bai and others, because he did the same.

But.

He never knew that a girl who was weak and simple in front of anyone had such skill.

I don't know whether I should say that this man can really pretend or hide too deeply.

"Song Bai!" Liu Qiao's ferocious face. I can't see the slightest sense of beauty at all. Even the voice has broken, "you let go!"

She responded with a sneer.

"No one taught you, didn't she?" ran Bai patted her face with one hand, and the action brought a bit of careless chill. She licked the corner of her lip, and her voice was low and cold: "I allow you to drop my things?"

Liu Qiao really felt that she was going crazy, but Han zhe didn't mean to stop the scene at all, as if he was really just a passing spectator.

Liu Qiao could only cry to make it clear.

Dyed white just got up.

Just listen to a burst of applause.

Han Zhe's lips were filled with a smile. He was very casual and didn't care about Liu Qiao. "Miss Song is really good."

"I'm flattered."

Dyeing the white face didn't change his color and his heart didn't jump. He calmly took this compliment. He didn't look at Han Zhe and didn't want to take anything. He turned and left.

"If Miss Song wants to." Han zhe looked at the girl's back and said in a thoughtful voice, "it's my honor to continue living."

"No."

Ran Baitou didn't return. She walked out of the villa and threw it to Han Zhe.

The man was not annoyed at all. The radian of his lips deepened and he smiled speciously.

Liu Qiao cried and grabbed a corner of Han Zhe's clothes. She said pitifully, "Han Shao..."

She thought she would be gently comforted by a man.

But who knows, the elegant and casual man in front of him bent over slowly, pinched her chin and spit out two words in a cold tone: "waste."

Liu Qiao's face turned white in an instant.

But in the next second, I saw the person in front of me laughing. My fingertips gently rubbed her chin. I opened my mouth lazily and spoke in a charming tone, but it made me shudder: "how can I still cry? It really hurts me."

Cloudy and sunny.

be subject to changing moods.

Liu Qiao's face was whiter. For a moment, she was afraid and afraid. She muttered her lips. She didn't know what to say.

Han zhe lost interest in an instant.

His eyes are as deep as ink.

…

I don't know when it snowed again outside. The snowflakes were flying and dancing, and the road was covered with a thin layer of ice.

Ranbai buttoned up her sweater and hat, half covered her eyebrows and eyes, took a taxi to find a hotel and asked for the most expensive suite.

Fengluo has been as quiet as a chicken.

It doesn't bubble until now.

It's a little hard to say.

"Host."

Ranbai is taking the elevator: "hmm?" ranbai is taking the elevator.

"... you're dead."

"Oh." the elevator door opened and ran Bai went out. She was not interested in what Feng Luo said and was very indifferent.

"What about the white lotus we agreed to?" did you abandon it to the Bank of the Seine?

"I didn't say so." ranbai walked deep into the corridor.

There is nothing to say.

Just when she was crying and apologizing, ran Bai had the heart to tear the turntable. Did she mention someone to her?

Oh.

Her hotel room is on the top floor. There are less than ten rooms on this floor.

Ranbai finds the corresponding house number, takes a look and swipes the room card.

The door of the opposite room was pushed open, and the fingers half on the door were slender and cold. Dai cyan had clear veins, and the bone ring was cold. It was somewhat unreasonably attractive.

Nice cuffs.

The slender and straight shadow is half hidden and oppressive.

Dyed white felt the familiar breath, moved and glanced at her side eyes. Her eyes stopped on her hands. When she raised her eyes, she just matched the light of the man's eyes.

When it strikes the eye, the man has peach eyes, ancient wells without waves, deep and peaceful.

Wen Haoqing probably didn't expect to meet ranbai in this place. His eyes were warm and deep. After quietly matching with ranbai for a second, he looked away indifferently and walked out, as if he saw the attitude of a stranger.

Ranbai thought,

What could be more clever than this.

This bug is very useful.

Completely ignored, dyed white didn't say hello, so he went directly into the room and closed the door.

It seems that the standard configuration of the presidential suite is not boasted by the hotel. It is really luxurious.

Is to burn money.

Then dye white and order takeout in the presidential suite.

Half an hour later,

A knock on the door suddenly sounded.

Just knock on the door opposite her, dye a white face and look at the mobile phone on the sofa.

The delivery boy stood outside and knocked at the door.

A few seconds later,

The door was suddenly opened.

The man stood there, dressed neatly, could not find anything wrong, calm and elegant.

Wearing a black mask and half covering his face, he can still make people imagine his bone appearance from his noble and elegant temperament. It must not be bad.

Caught off guard and bumped into such a scene, the delivery boy stayed in a daze. He vaguely felt familiar. When facing a man, he still had an inexplicable pressure. He felt that he was not good enough. He couldn't help thinking whether there was a problem with his image. He handed the delivery to him and said nervously, "first, sir... This is your delivery."

Wen Haoqing glanced down his eyes, and his voice was as deep and affectionate as an exotic song, adding a sense of distance: "sorry, I didn't order."

The delivery boy was stunned for a moment, subconsciously looked at the door number again, and then his face cracked.

Before I could apologize, the opposite door was opened directly.