Chapter 38 (1/2)

Chi Zimo sees that Gu Yinger is considerate and doesn't put the previous festival in his heart, but Gu Lianxin doesn't buy it.

The nameless fire in the heart came out: ”Ying'er, stop talking, let's go.”

Gu Yinger wants this effect. She is complacent and weak: ”Zimo, she is still my sister in name. Is this really good?”

The word ”sister” pops out of her mouth. Why does Gu Lianxin feel so ironic and disgusting?

”Oh, or you go to eat. I'm afraid I won't digest your food.”

On the bus, Gu Lianxin chose a seat by the window, opened a gap in the window, and wanted to blow in the breeze to disperse her boredom.

She tried her best not to let 1; 148471591054062 think wildly, but the memories in her deep memory came out.

Think of the past sunshine like warm face, now see her, but a cold light.

In the heart soft place, or ruthlessly by what collision.

The corner of the lip raised a bitter smile and looked at the traffic outside the car.

In order not to let Leng peiran find out that she took the bus, she got off at three stops from Leng peiran's villa and took a taxi at the starting price.

It's been a week. Maybe she just got off the bus without looking at the Yellow calendar today.

But saw on the opposite road presses the window, the gloomy Mou son is looking at own Leng peiran.

Gu Lianxin covers his face and takes the opportunity to run away. Unexpectedly, Leng peiran ignores the driving principle and turns right to stop her.

”Get in the car.” It's cold. It's a cool voice.

It's not very far from the villa, but in Gu Lianxin's heart, it's like crossing the Atlantic Ocean.

Leng peiran closed his eyes and looked straight ahead. In this way, he was more daunting.

Gu Lianxin finally arrived at the parking garage at home.

The man didn't mean to get off the car, and she didn't dare to act rashly.

It's a snap.

Leng peiran lit a cigarette in solitude. Holding the cigarette in his fingertip, he put it on the window and slowly protruded a cigarette ring.

Gu Lianxin doesn't know which one he is.

This kind of silence is better than the sound of lingchi, which makes her life worse than death.

Biting her lips, she couldn't help saying, ”if it's OK, I'll get out of the car first.”

The man's calm eyes, in hearing her voice, suddenly looked over, thin lips cold Yang: ”Gu Lianxin, is not what I said, you have always been on the heart?”

Gu Lianxin suddenly felt that this man was making such a fuss, but he didn't listen to his arrangement to take a taxi back. As for being on the line?

”There's nothing wrong with taking the bus.”

By implication, is she making a fuss?

Leng peiran thin lips slightly open, chagrined cold hiss: ”Gu Lianxin, you are really a pair of battered cheap bone.”

His words pierced her chest like a sword.

She laughed at herself: ”yes, because she was born to be a bitch.”

After that, he regretted it, but he didn't think that this woman challenged his patience again and again.

His cold eyes staring at her, slender fingertips pinch her chin: ”it seems that you really don't need anyone's help, can block everything.”

He was in love with her, but in her opinion, he was just meddling.

Leng peiran has never had the wrong version feeling.

The woman provoked his anger again and again.

Good, good.