Quick Travel: When a delicate beauty becomes cannon fodder

Chapter 243 Blasphemy (31)

Even though Ning Huai heard his voice, he didn't immediately move away. He stayed on it for a while and tasted a little salty wetness.

He looked away from Ruan Ruan's face with some inconspicuous avoidance. He acted like this when she was not sober. He was afraid that she would remember tomorrow and he was afraid that she would not remember tomorrow.

Thousands of thoughts ran through his mind, and when his eyes collided with He Tianzhou's, the emotion dissipated like mist. He smiled and said, "You still ask when you see it."

The ending sounds a bit sarcastic.

The air stagnated silently, and there was a faint smell of an approaching storm between the eyes.

At the brightly lit hotel entrance, Ruan Ruan was pressed into Ning Huai's arms, with a black suit jacket covering her head. All previous movements were exposed to the bright light.

Some distance away, He Tianzhou stood under the shadow of the tree. His beautiful and charming facial features seemed to be covered with a layer of shadow, and his eyes were dark and scary.

His tense body was hidden under his coat, and the knuckles hanging by his sides were stiff. He could hardly control himself.The smile on his face became even brighter, bringing out some bewildering meaning.

The thin red face he had just glimpsed flashed through his mind. It was wrapped under a black suit at the moment, but even the details were reflected in his memory.His ears and neck were all red, his eyelashes were moist, and he looked obviously not very conscious.

The arrogant man was forced back to his body. He frowned and said calmly, "Get in the car and take her back first."

The cold voice had no fluctuation, and the dark eyes were always pressed on him, which was full of oppression.

Not far away, a black Cullinan parked there quietly. Ning Huai glanced at it and agreed after thinking about Ruan Ruan's situation, but his expression was a little bad.

In the spacious back seat, Ning Huai sat in the middle, separating Ruan Ruan and He Tianzhou.

He was holding her half in his arms, Ruan Ruan's cool hair was pressed against his chin, and her unique breath floated into his nose like snow melting on the top of a mountain.

He Tianzhou half-closed his eyes without even glancing in that direction. He twisted the beads on his wrist with his long, cold fingers. The force was a little heavy but the movement was slow.

It is difficult to meditate.

Cullinan stopped at the door of the apartment. He Tianzhou followed them upstairs, a few steps behind Ning Huai. His crimson skirt was tangled with Ning Huai's black suit pants, and his slightly bruised cheek was leaning against his arms. He had to keep his eyes open, which gave him an inexplicable sense of laziness.

The hand hanging by the side clenched tightly.

living room.

He Tianzhou took off the Buddhist beads from his wrist and placed them on the marble countertop. He took off his black coat, revealing a spotless white shirt.

He unbuttoned his cuffs and rolled up his sleeves slowly, with neat creases.Two buttons in front of the neck were also undone, and a cold white collarbone was exposed under the light, with sharp lines.

Ning Huai came out of Ruan Ruan's bedroom, wearing only a shirt. The moment they exchanged glances, they knew each other well, and no one said anything.

The screeching sound of the chair was heard, and the elbow hit the flesh. Without any warning, he said, "We have confirmed our relationship."

Ning Huai blocked his blow and his pupils shrank slightly when he heard this, "When?"

He lost consciousness for a moment and received a blow on the side of his face, "Is it that day at the coffee shop?"

He Tianzhou didn't respond and moved harshly.

Ning Huai recovered quickly, blocked his attack, and hit his waist hard with her taut long legs, "It doesn't matter, I want to hear what my sister tells me personally."

He Tianzhou laughed, with some anger in his eyes.

(End of this chapter)