Chapter 3566

The film emperor twirled it carelessly, smiled and said gently, "her present and future can only have me."

Gentle knife, knife to the bone.

Han Zhe's chest hurts. His finger holding the cigarette has been shaking. He doesn't know what's wrong. He knows, he always knows.

No matter what happens, it's just the past.

The lighter was pressed in his hand and pressed into the palm of his hand. Every word was almost squeezed out of his teeth: "you'd better pray. She's half sincere to you."

Wen Haoqing has never lost for more than 20 years and has won until today.

So,

"I won't lose." Leng Yu blurred people's sight, and also filled the dark color in that person's eyes, precipitating unknown emotions, just like the tide rising and falling, swallowing the depths, the words are still noble and polite, but the knife is fatal: "take care of yourself."

The eight plain words are not contaminated with half emotion and fall without wave and desire.

When Wen Haoqing left, he didn't support the umbrella that fell to the ground. His back was cold and straight, and his shadow disappeared in the middle of the night.

It's still raining.

When ranbai got home, she didn't see Wen Haoqing. After her house was renovated, Wen Haoqing moved with her again. Generally, Wen Haoqing had to go when she came back every day. Today is rare.

She went to the study, turned on the computer, looked through the mailbox and dealt with the rest of the work.

For about an hour, I heard the sound of unlocking. It was probably Wen Haoqing who came back.

Dye Bai took a sip of coffee and didn't go out to see it. She leaned lazily against the back of the chair, casually clicked the mouse, stayed in the study for another hour, and closed the computer after processing all the emails.

When she passed the living room, she accidentally glanced at the porch. There was a pair of leather shoes on the shoe cabinet, stained with water. It was really Wen Haoqing who came back.

She felt strange for some reason.

This strange feeling lasted until she ran into someone who had just come out of the bathroom in the living room.

The film emperor has just finished taking a bath. The bathrobe is a little loose and wet. It is more and more lined with cold and white skin color. The eyebrows and eyes are hazy and warm. Only the cyan on the side face and the broken lips destroy the beauty and have a kind of sadistic desire.

Dyed white eyes stopped.

Wen Haoqing deliberately avoided her when she came back today. She didn't think there was anything, but now she seems to have found the reason.

He probably didn't expect to hit dye white like this. He obviously paused and nodded to the girl.

"What's the matter with your face?" dyed white screwed up her eyebrows.

Looks like he was beaten.

Can Wen Haoqing still fight with others?

Wen Haoqing can still be beaten by others?!

Who has the courage.

"I fell accidentally," he said. "It's nothing."

He didn't want to talk more, "rest early."

"Master, give me another one?" ran Bai smiled and leaned against the wall. She looked at Wen Haoqing carelessly and nodded her chin at him. "I want to see who can fall like this."

Wen Haoqing frowned slowly. "Miss Song." he said plainly, "good night."

Obviously, it means to refuse the topic.

Dye's white face was expressionless and restrained her smile. She was really annoyed to see the traces on that face. She couldn't hit anyone. Who could touch it?

She went directly forward, clasped the actor's thin wrist, didn't say a word, and dragged it into the room.

Wen Haoqing stood where he was and didn't move. His eyebrows were still calm and indifferent. He looked at the girl and clasped his hand. He was silent for a moment. He was gentle and firm. He broke off ranbai's hand a little. He could see his displeasure, but he was still very angry when talking to ranbai: "I'm tired. Will you accompany you tomorrow?"

"Did I let you refuse?" ran Bai was impatient, didn't smile, and the radian of her lips was cold. "I'm your gold Lord. You don't have the right to refuse, okay?"

If it can be called indifference or even hegemony.

Wen Haoqing gave a slight meal.

"There's no need for tomorrow. If you don't want to, you can go today." dyed white's finger is still half on Wen Haoqing's wrist. She said coldly without half euphemism.

It was quiet for about two or three seconds.

Dyed white felt that her fingers were slowly held by people, and the temperature of the other party's palm was cold and amazing.

"I'm sorry." he lowered his eyes. "I'm in a bad mood today."

After that, Wen Haoqing took her hand, "didn't you go back to your room."

Ran Bai looked at him for a few times and gave a sound.

She turned out the medicine box from the room and drugged Wen Haoqing. She took a cotton swab and disinfected it with alcohol.

The wound on his face seemed to be cruel and merciless. With his cold white complexion, it was even more shocking. It was dazzling on the delicate bone, but unexpectedly there was a kind of taboo and fragile desire to abuse. I wanted to see him cry.

"Who did it?" the action of dyeing White was not gentle, and the question was neither warm nor hot, like asking casually.

Wen Haoqing was silent and didn't answer.

Dyed white and light and cool opened his mouth. As he said, he drugged Wen Haoqing and increased his strength. He held a cotton swab and pressed it heavily on the blue and purple on the corner of his lips: "senior, it's best to think clearly before answering. I don't have time to listen to nonsense."

There was a numb pain on his side face. Wen Haoqing let dye white toss. After being quiet, he said gently, "I'm afraid you mind."

Dye white stopped and laughed: "I mind? What do I mind..."

"Han zhe?" ranbai thought of the person she saw tonight and crossed the name in her mind.

"Yes."

Wen Haoqing's face was really calm, and ran Bai couldn't see what he thought.

The original owner really left her a mess.

Don't ask again. Dye Bai can guess what happened.

"The elder stood and let him fight?" the girl leaned over and looked down at the film emperor. The light was shining in her pupils, deep and bright: "won't you fight back?"

"Will you be distressed?" Wen Haoqing also asked seriously. His eyes looked at ran Bai attentively. No one could refuse such eyes.

"What do you think?" ranbai didn't answer this question positively. He said it was neither salty nor light, and continued to give medicine to the film emperor.

Wen Haoqing stretched out his hand, hugged the girl's waist and pulled the man into his arms. His jaw line just stood against ran Bai's shoulder and let her sit on her lap. Wen Sheng said in ran Bai's ear that deliberately soft voice and excessively gentle tone seemed to please or beg: "can miss song only love me in the future?"

The low and elegant voice is as mellow as wine, with a bit of clear charm, just like the love words when we are together, which is most likely to be exciting when we are alone.

Unfortunately, the object is dyed white.

"The medicine hasn't been taken yet," she said.

"But how do I think... This medicine is not very effective." Wen Haoqing smiled. "It's better to change it."

Ranbai throws the medicine and the cotton swab aside and reaches out to hold the man's chin. The skin of the tentacle is more delicate than that of a woman. Ranbai has also seen his eyes blurred and lustful. No one can confuse people like that.