Looking at his actions, Zhou ruo'an's face was tangled, her tongue tip moved, as if she could still feel the bitterness full of the whole mouth.
"Why are you drinking here alone? Is there something that doesn't have eyes that makes you angry? " Zhou ruo'an asked again.
Song Ci took a look at her and asked casually, "so what? Do you decide to take revenge for me?"
Zhou ruo'an, of course, did not hesitate to refuse. She looked at Song Ci with some dissatisfaction and said emphatically, "since he has the ability to make you angry, he can also make you drink here. Naturally, he has a noble status. How can I afford it?"
Although knowing that Zhou ruo'an was telling the truth, Song Ci felt uncomfortable.
Recalling the communication between Ling Tianwang and Zhou ruo'an, he pursed his lips and asked in a low voice, "what if Ling Tianwang?"
Zhou ruo'an is now particularly sensitive to the name of Ling Tianwang. He raises his head and looks at him blankly.
"What does it have to do with him?" She asked seriously, with real doubts in her eyes.
"If Ling Tianwang was wronged today, what would you do?" Song Ci slowly shakes the cup in his hand, seemingly a casual appearance.
But if someone can really pay attention to his eyes, they will find that the eyes gradually spread dark, as well as uncontrollable tension.
After thinking for a while, the expression on Zhou ruo'an's face changed, and he said firmly, "no matter who it is, I will help him get revenge!"
Looking at Zhou ruo'an's firm appearance, Song Ci couldn't help laughing bitterly twice.
He can't help but ask, Mingming Ling Tianwang's identity is higher than him, why can she be so firm?
But he knew in his heart that even if he asked, he couldn't do anything. It was just self humiliation.
Think, Song Ci will drink the wine in the cup, spicy from the mouth a strong spread down.
"Cough cough cough," Song Ci was hard choked for a while, can't help coughing.
At this time, he was so embarrassed that his eyes were red because of continuous coughing, and his eyes were glittering with tears.
Looking at such Song Ci, even Zhou ruo'an could not help but feel some sympathy.
She carefully moved the cups piled up in front of her eyes. Then she looked up at each other and asked tentatively, "what happened to you? If you don't mind, you can talk to me. Maybe I can give you some advice. "
It may be that he drank too much wine and Song Ci was a little drunk. It may also be that these things had been held in his heart for too long, and he was eager to vent.
In a word, Song Ci threw his wine cup to the side and looked up at Zhou ruo'an.
Scared by his sudden action, Zhou ruo'an's fingers on the table contracted for a moment.
Although she soon returned to normal, these movements were clearly seen by Song Ci.
Now, looking at this kind of action, there is no fluctuation in his heart, only so clear.
"You don't have to be so nervous. I won't eat you raw," Song Ci complained.
Zhou ruo'an shrugged helplessly and explained sincerely, "I'm just used to it. I'm not aiming at you."
Song Ci took a look at him and said sarcastically, "is it difficult for you to be in the same habit in front of Ling Tianwang?"
Listen to him again and again in the three mentioned Ling Tianwang, Zhou ruo'an heart only left a thick impatience, she can't even help but doubt whether he sat in front of him is right or wrong.
Frowning, Zhou ruo'an said coldly, "I don't know what's wrong with you, but I can tell you clearly that you can never compare with Ling Tianwang in my heart!"
With that, Zhou ruo'an was silent for a while. Then he asked again, "now, do you feel satisfied?"
Song Ci pressed his forehead and gave a wry smile. His mind, which was dazed by jealousy, finally calmed down.
"Satisfied," he said in a low voice, the veins on the back of his hand.
Zhou ruo'an snorted coldly and urged, "if you have something you want to talk about, you can say it now. If nothing happens, I'll go now."
"You are really indifferent to me," Song Ci muttered with some dissatisfaction, and then he was restrained under Zhou ruo'an's threatening eyes.
"I went to see Zhou Ruoyan," he said, restraining all his expressions.
Pick pick eyebrows, Zhou ruo'an deeply looked at him, a clear face.
And it was this kind of vision that made Song Ci feel uncomfortable and depressed to the extreme.
He couldn't understand why he had come to this step. As a prince, he was forced to marry a man whom he hated to the extreme?
Identity, status, power, calculation, all the things reflected in this matter incisively and vividly, also let him more firm his goal.The position above the Dragon chair, he is sure to win! Song Ci bit his teeth and slowly recovered.
"She's done something unbearable?" Because he didn't hear Song Ci's next narration for a long time, Zhou ruo'an couldn't help but hasten.
Song Ci took a look at her and said, "since you know it, why do you have to ask it clearly?"
Zhou ruo'an fiddled with her broken hair on the side of her face and said carelessly, "I thought she would learn a lesson and restrain her actions. Who knows that she is still stubborn."
Song Ci gave a bitter smile and said, "if there is such a day, the whole world will celebrate."
Although he thought that what he said was exaggerated, Zhou ruo'an still couldn't help thinking along his way.
"You are sisters, why are you so different in temperament?" Song Ci asked.
Zhou ruo'an took a look at him and said, "if she had lived alone in this big house since childhood, she would not have developed such temperament."
Hearing this, Song Ci also remembered Zhou ruo'an's experience, and felt a little disgusted with Zhou ruo'an.
She said a few words casually, and Zhou ruo'an got up to say goodbye. This time she came out, she had her own purpose. She couldn't spend all her time here.
Although only one person was missing, Song Ci felt that the whole space was silent and terrible.
He rubbed the corner of his eye and said, "let's follow."
Voice just fell, immediately someone should, the action quickly follow Zhou ruo'an left direction to catch up.