Chapter 132

Wen churan's head exploded "what ghost? Practice in his studio at five? Can he get up? "

Assistant Li patted her on the shoulder sympathetically. "I know Gu Nanpei is eccentric, but as long as you can handle him, there is definitely a bright future in the future. You can't lose money following him!"

Wen churan took out his hair cocoon ears and said, "I know, I know."

"Shall I take you back?"

Wen churan looked at assistant Li's face and wanted to sing K's expression, but refused, "forget it, I'll go back by myself."

"OK! Be safe! " Assistant Li left this sentence and followed the public happily.

In the dark night and the empty road, only Wen churan walked under the street lamp, and the shadow was pulled very long.

Her heart is hanging high.

Because she heard footsteps behind her.

The crisp clicking sound seemed to hit her heart hard.

She couldn't help quickening her pace, and the pattering sound behind her became more and more urgent, always haunting.

When Wen churan was ready to run, a cold hand suddenly grabbed her collar.

Without saying a word, she turned and pushed the people behind her to the ground.

When I looked at it, the people who fell to the ground were dressed in black, as if they were mixed with darkness.

Because he is wearing a hat and mask, he can't tell whether he is a man or a woman. He is always young!

Wen churan immediately asked, "who are you and what's the purpose of following me!"

The man did not answer, quickly got up from the ground and flew towards her.

Although Wen churan dodged away, he didn't notice that he was holding a tool knife in his hand.

The sharp blade cut the arm. In a moment, blood was dripping down.

"Hiss..."

Wen churan tightly covered the wound, and the severe pain made her face turn white inch by inch.

And the man seemed dissatisfied, holding a knife ready to act again.

Suddenly, a long leg appeared out of thin air and kicked him to the ground.

Wen churan hasn't responded yet. The tall figure of a man has been blocked in front of her.

Seeing the man suddenly appear, the man seemed afraid and ran away.

The man didn't chase her, but immediately turned around and observed her injury.

Wen churan stared at the man bending down in front of him and opened his mouth. It took a long time to call his name.

"Flourishing ink..."

The man's body stiffened and looked up slowly.

A delicate and beautiful face was instantly exposed under the street lamp.

And those eyes, like a river of stars flowing slowly.

Under his gaze, Wen churan's heart slammed his chest.

"Are you all right?"

In the quiet night, the voice of ink is low and magnetic.

It is particularly beautiful and reassuring.

I don't know why, Wen churan was so sour at the tip of his nose that he said in a dumb voice, "can it be all right? You see, it's bleeding! "

In his prime, Mo stared at the woman's red eyes and picked her up without saying a word.

Afraid that she was too painful to go to the hospital, he had to rush back to Sheng.

Before entering the Sheng family, Wen churan pulled the man's sleeve. "Don't hold me in like this... There are many people in the Sheng family..."

Sheng Shimo gave her a deep look.

He was angry and funny when he realized what she was worried about.

In desperation, he can only put her down.

Just as Wen churan was preparing to go in by himself, he suddenly saw a man take off his coat and cover her head.

In the darkness, she was held by a man again.

Then, a man's indifferent voice sounded in his ear.

"In this way, no one can recognize you."

Starting again, she couldn't see anything all the way. She could only hear the man's slightly heavy breathing and the heartbeat in his chest.