Both of them looked up at the Kongming lamp floating in the sky. They didn't speak. Their fingers were clasped together. This kind of sweet atmosphere made people prick their eyes just by looking at it.

"It's a pity that someone went down in a hurry today to save the beauty. As a result, they were in love with men here in a twinkling of an eye. Honglian, how do you feel? Does it hurt like a needle

Since seeing his affection for song September, the man next to him has been mocking him. It seems that only when he is suffering, his heart will be better than the general.

Red lotus does not speak, a pair of eyes quietly staring at the two people not far away, the heart is sour and bitter, it seems that the gall bladder has broken, overflow water out, the whole heart is bitter.

Zhan holds the cat in his arms and leans his back slowly on the back of the chair. He is very happy to see this scene. As long as it can make his brother collapse, he is willing to see it.

Honglian took out a cigarette. She wanted to light it here, but she put it back and squinted.

"Drive."

Zhan light said so a, in the heart some ridicule, originally for a woman betray him, should think of now this ending.

Women are hypocritical and pretentious. Although song September is a little special, so what? Women's bad nature is there. No matter how to change it, it can't erase this fact.

The car started slowly and left about 100 meters.

"Lian, accompany me to dinner."

Zhan light said so a, the eye is deep, this person seems to have never accompanied oneself to have a meal.

Red lotus is still silent, see the cake shop outside, eyes bright.

"Stop the car."

The driver was obedient and wanted to stop, but another gloomy voice came into his ear.

"Don't stop."

The driver is in a dilemma. He knows the relationship between these two people. Now one has to stop and the other has to stop. Isn't he in a dilemma.

Red lotus's eyes flashed a trace of anger, turned to look at the side of the people, want to throw this person out, this car is he called, this person did not seem to drive out.

Zhan Tiao eyebrows, fingertips in red lotus's face touch, well, very slippery, his brother's skin, as expected, with a woman.

Honglian almost vomited and kicked the driver's chair. Her voice was gnashing her teeth.

"I said stop! You're deaf, aren't you? "

The driver's heart shook and immediately stopped the car.

Honglian drives, slams the car door and goes back to the cake shop. Today is song September's birthday. He is sure to give her a birthday present.

Zhan looked at his back, mouth hook hook, it seems to be serious ah, seriously like a person, so don't give up, don't know is silly, or with deep feeling.

"Don't wait for him to be romantic."

The driver's hand holding the steering wheel was sweating nervously. Next time, he would never come out again. It was like this every time. Sandwiched between two people, it was like a sandwich biscuit. It was very uncomfortable.

Honglian went to the cake shop and bought a small cake. She asked the clerk to send it directly to Fu Yan's place. She repeatedly told that outsiders could not easily get in there, but she could ask the security guard at the door for help.

After the assistant agreed, he was relieved and went out of the store. He saw that the car had already gone. His lips were pursed and he looked up at the sky. He didn't know why, but he saw the still floating Kongming lamp. He was very upset.

It felt like the happiness of song September and Fu Yan, laughing at him in the sky.

Song September, I'm sorry.

Honglian thinks so. She takes out her cell phone and makes a phone call. About ten minutes later, Chen Yibai drives over. When she sees the person in front of her, she gasps.

Honglian gets on the bus naturally. Now she is dressed in men's clothes.

"Why do you want me to bring that thing here? You're not going to assassinate anyone tonight."

Honglian doesn't speak. She gets on the bus and takes out a long gun from her seat. It's a long shot. At least it's not a problem to knock down the Kongming lamp.

"Drive, turn right."

Chen Yibai wanted to tell him if he could put down his gun and speak again, but this man obviously didn't realize this. He turned the steering wheel with trembling heart. When he saw the Kongming lamp in the sky, he drew his mouth.

Honglian's shooting skill is very accurate. She shot it down with only one shot, because song Jiuyue wrote big characters on it. Even if the distance is a little bit selective, Kong Mingdeng is on, and the whole paper is very clear, so he can still vaguely distinguish between Song Jiuyue and Fu Yan.

Chen Yibai turned to see a Kongming lamp falling from the sky. His face trembled. What the hell is Honglian going to do, tossing for so long, in order to knock down a broken lamp from the sky?

Honglian opens the car door and goes to Kongming lamp on the ground. Because of the falling, the paper has been burned through, leaving only the word "Fu". With a cold hum, she lifts the lamp shelf and throws it into the garbage can.There is a kind of abnormal pleasure in my heart. After seizing song September, I still want to be happy. This man is just dreaming.

When Chen Yibai saw the word "Fu", he seemed to understand everything. He sighed with a faint sigh. He could offend anyone, but he could not offend such a cautious man. His heart was small, just like a pinhole.

If it wasn't for the fact that Kong Mingdeng was put in September of Song Dynasty, Hong Lian would have to spit on it, so as to dissipate his depression.

"Are you so interesting? I said Honglian, although you usually wear women's clothes, you are a real man. How can you do this kind of small bellied behavior? What's the difference between you and those women who are intriguing?"

"You know what! What I beat down is the happiness of song September and Fu Yan. I deserve to prick my eyes. "

Chen Yibai smokes at the corner of his mouth. Seeing Honglian getting on the bus, he suddenly feels that he has a new understanding of this man.

Anyway, as long as he is happy, he can do whatever he wants, even if it is unreasonable in other people's eyes, but as long as he wants, he can't do it.

After she got on the bus, she threw the gun in her hand. She was in a better mood. At the thought of fighting down the happiness of song September and Fu Yan, she was very happy.

It's not good for two people to show their love elsewhere. They have to come out and prick his eyes, not what they deserve.

If Fu Jin knew that his kongmingdeng had been beaten down by Honglian, he would fight him with a gun. But now he has gone home with song Jiuyue, and he doesn't know about it at all.

Otherwise, he had to let Honglian know that a man's heart is smaller than a pinhole.

Song September has been smiling tonight, occasionally looking up at Fu Jin, eyes filled with stars.