She was stunned by the sudden knock on the door, and then frowned.
Who knocked at the door at this time?
Bo Huan took the slender cigarette to his mouth and turned to go to the porch.
She did not worry, went to a porch to draw a topic, which is a silver exquisite pistol.
She picked it up in one hand and held it in her hand.
Then he came to the door and pulled the cat's eye iron sheet blocking the door.
Just this look, to see the outside empty, nothing.
This made her frown tight, subconsciously feel that there seems to be something wrong.
She didn't open the door and was going to change.
Her vigilance has always been very high. Although she said that the governor was dead, she could not rule out that there were still some fish that had been caught by their organization.
If she had been discovered and had come for her, she would have left here at once.
But just then, the knock on the door rang again!
"Dong Dong..."
It seemed that the pistol and the side of the door were raised, and the sound was different.
Through the cat's eye to see, her eyes suddenly slightly widened.
The next second she reacts, she can't help a low curse, and then opens the door.
As soon as the door opened, a big drunk man blocked the door, his body was full of alcohol, his chestnut hair was slightly longer, and his dark green eyes seemed to be covered with a layer of fog in the night.
His skin was white and his lips were red. His face was almost more beautiful than a woman's. at this time, he murmured to her Ah Huan, you tell me, you didn't leave right away for me, did you have me in your heart Is it...! "
He was like a magic Zheng, blocking the door and asking her again and again.
In fact, what is the answer to his mind, but he is paralyzing himself and escapism.
It was bessier who came.
Bo Huan saw that he was looking for himself, and her heart was angry and helpless. She pulled him in, slammed the door, lowered her voice, and said, "what are you doing when you come to me so late?"?! Bessier, you are a man!! Can you be a little more crisp! "
How many times has she refused him? Why should she keep pestering him!
However, when Bo Huan was having a headache with besieger, she didn't notice that, after she pulled besieger into the room and slammed the door, a shadow came out of the corner of the wall in the dark on one side in just a few seconds.
It was a man with a slender figure.
He was wearing blue jeans and a black pullover with his hat on his head.
So he looked at the closed door.
“………”
And at this point, in the room.
Only one door away.
Bessier leaned drunk against the wall and looked at her with a sneer on his lips. He held his forehead and laughed at himself I want to be more neat, too I also want to, more than anyone else, I don't want to come to you...! "
At the end, he almost cried out.
“…… But I have no way, I know you will go You'll leave here. I don't know when I'll see you again. Maybe I'll never...! "
The more bessier said, the more excited he was.
Huan: "thin..."
She took a deep breath, the bottom of her heart inexplicably become particularly irritable.
When her closed eyes opened again, she said, "how many times have you knocked on the door?"
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