C3 (1/2)

Lu Qinan looked at the arm that was hanging in front of him, and could not help but raise his head and look at the man.

Her eyes were as black as ink, her nose was high and straight, her lips were sexy and thin, and her jaw lines were firm. Although her appearance was a bit cold, she didn't seem as frightening as the legends said.

”Get out.”

Lu Feifei still wanted to say something, but after being coldly glanced at by Gu Zhongshen, he shuddered for some reason and swallowed the words that were about to leave his mouth.

The others looked at each other and hesitated for a while.

A light snort sounded in front of him. A cold light flashed in the man's eyes as he pursed his lips and said, ”I'll tell you. Go out.”

This time, everyone turned around almost at the same time and scattered in all directions.

Lu Qinan was stunned, he turned and followed, walking at the back, suddenly there was a burst of energy coming from behind him.

The man stretched out his arm to pull the tigress back, then said solemnly, ”Where else do you want to go?”

Lu Qinan raised his head and saw the blurry light shining down from above him. It made the man's three-dimensional face look even more noble, as though every part of his body could withstand pressure.

It's over, it's not like he was going to settle things with her, right?

”Have you seen enough?”

Lu Qinan hurriedly retracted his gaze, and became a little flustered in his heart.

This was Gu Yingwu's Fourth Uncle, the Gu Si that the Gu family legends said was capable of controlling Golden Age Group in just a few short years, the Gu Si who would kill without blinking an eye!

Even though he had just helped her …

But if it wasn't a coincidence, then from today onwards, he would be his own Fourth Uncle. No matter what, he would be someone a level higher than him.

”I'm sorry Fourth Uncle, I didn't know you were in the room.”

Lu Qinan's reaction was extremely fast as he respectfully bent down. He did not expect that the formal attire he wore would slip and slip, revealing a large portion of the snow-white dress before him …

The man's Adam's apple rolled and he forced himself to look away. He stared at that tender white face and felt an inexplicable sense of absent-mindedness.