Chapter 713 (1/2)

”To the vine sunflower.” Han Qilu called to his mobile phone.

There was no response.

”To the vine sunflower!” He called out again. His voice was a little loud. He was worried that an chuxia next door would hear it. He quickly lowered his voice and said, ”what are you doing? Speak

In his heart, a strong sense of foreboding arose.

It's like Something bad is going to happen.

”To mankui, you'd better talk to me.” Han Qilu said, hand has turned on the light in the room, regardless of adjusting the line of sight, Han Qilu has squinted to the wardrobe, quickly grabbed a set of clothes out.

In less than a minute, he had dressed up and left the room with his mobile phone.

But what he didn't expect was that Ann chuxia stood at the door of her own room in her pajamas.

Hearing the sound, an chuxia's eyes immediately fell on her.

”Where are you going

Just now that sound to the vine Kui, she accurately heard, hear is so clear.

Or Didn't you forget her?

An early summer mouth hook up a not easy to detect the sad arc.

”I'll go out and see a friend. You go to bed early.” Han Qilu reached out and rubbed her head and ran downstairs in a hurry.

I didn't tell her where to go, but apart from meeting Xiang mangkui, where else could I go?

Suddenly she rang in the middle of the night, so she ran to see her?

Memory has been restored, clearly remember her early summer, why When you wake up in the middle of the night?

Because Still in love?

So what is she?

Are so many days of company, or can't resist a once first love to vine Kui? Can we forget the days we spent together?

In this way, an chuxia reached out and touched the hair that Han Qilu had just rubbed. It was cold there.

There was a slight pain in her heart, like a roller coaster when she suddenly fell from a high place, and her whole heart was empty.

No!

Ann chuxia clenched his fist and turned into the room.

She did not believe that her position in Han Qilu's heart was so vulnerable.

She quickly ran into the room, turned out the mobile phone in the bedside cabinet and dialed Han Qilu's mobile number.

However

”Sorry, the number you dialed is in progress. Please try again later.”

The mechanical female voice seems to indicate the end of something.

On the other side, Han Qilu pulled the zipper of his coat and walked to the garage, but he didn't want to run into a shadow face-to-face. Han Qilu subconsciously stretched out his hand to grasp the neck of the black clothes.

”Who!” The voice was extremely cold.

”It's me.” Liu Dongyu said these two words with difficulty. The next second, the confinement on his neck disappeared. He gasped: ”seven records, what are you doing?”

Han Qilu heard that it was Liu Dongyu's voice that he let go of his hand. At this moment, he hastily and apologetically said, ”I didn't expect it was you. I thought there was a thief coming in.”