Chapter 881

Then he sent the gift box to Su Yan's arms.

Su Yan refuses.

It's not easy to send it out. Do you want to take it back?

No way.

Su Yan spreads his hand and doesn't want to pick it up.

At this time, Shuze has handed it to Suyan.

Is giving up.

One is unstable, the box is askew.

The basketball inside is rolling down, slowly rolling towards the road.

At a glance, Shuze is probably out of a pity for basketball.

He trotted quickly.

But fortunately, the basketball just rolled down beside the black business car.

Blocked by the car, the basketball didn't roll down to the middle of the road.

He stooped to pick up the basketball.

And one hand is faster than him, holding up the basketball.

Shuze was stunned and raised his head.

He saw the man standing in front of him in a suit and neat clothes.

The basketball was held by him. The man's face was expressionless.

Just yelled at the closed door

Shuze looks in the direction of the door.

The window is only half open.

A man's half face was exposed.

That dark stabbing line of sight, a pair of eyes, will let Shuze heart a surprise.

Half a sound later, the man's eyelids drooped.

The window is completely down.

It shows the perfect face.

It's Fengrong who comes to pick up Su Yan.

His eyelids drooped for a moment, and his thin, cold lips lifted up

Red night nodded

"yes"

when Su Yan saw Feng Rong, the first thought in her mind was that she could finally go back.

Then, when watching Red night holding the basketball coming towards her.

I don't know why, she always has a feeling of being caught.

Although, she sent things to the fair.

But why, is a little nervous?

So thinking, Su Yan's eyes also looked at the box.

There is nothing in the box.

"Is the host relieved?"

Su Yan didn't speak.

And in the red night came the kung fu.

Feng Rong has got off the business car in a wheelchair.

Feng looked down and sat there without saying a word.

After red night's inspection, go to Fengrong.

Su Yan also followed.

He speaks slowly

"send basketball?"

As she spoke, Feng Rong had taken the basketball and played it in her hand.

There is a black pen on the basketball.

He is a famous star.

Feng Rong chuckles, and Mou Zi looks at Su Yan in a quiet way

Su Yan immediately shakes his head

Feng Rong put the basketball on her leg and put one hand on it.

His voice is very light,

"do you like him?"

Su Yan answers quickly

"I don't like it."

Shuze next to him noticed the unusual relationship between the two, so he never spoke.

Hearing Su Yan's clean answer again, I thought of the letter in my pocket.

Feel a choking.

But on second thought, the relationship between them has nothing to do with him.

"I've returned the gift, too. Don't disturb you."

Then turn around and leave.

As he turned around, Feng Rong's eyes swept the pink envelope that appeared in his pants pocket.

"Wait."

"What else can I do?"

Feng Rong's eyes were fixed on the contents of his pants pocket.

The throat rolled, the eyes fixed, and the whole body became a little gloomy