Chapter Eighty-Four: I have no objection to your reasoning
Hua Simu instantly understood who had sold her, and gritted her teeth, and the dead couldn't keep the secret.
It's over, "Two or Three Things About the Ghost and Demon Niang" is going to be updated again.
I heard that there is a theorem about love in the human world, whoever falls in love with each other first is considered to lose, so by analogy, in a quarrel, whoever reveals his emotions first is the loser.
Not only did she get angry in the afternoon, but she also cried, isn't this a mess, but Brother Han still knows, maybe how he will laugh at it.
Hua Simu didn't dare to look back for a while, and stumbled and said, "You are hearsay, you don't know the truth, you are reckless, and your crime is added to one degree." ”
The ghost demon lady blushed in shame, her eyes drifted away, and she had no confidence, how pale this reprimand sounded.
"You two go back and reflect more, and I feel sad if I am the reason why you have taken the lives of others at will. ”
Hua Simu buried her head, took a few steps back, and pulled Han Mo's sleeve with a sense of direction, "Brother Han, let's go." ”
He didn't dare to look at Han Mo's eyes all the time, like an ostrich with its head buried in the sand.
Han Mo followed her strength and followed behind her with his hands in his pockets.
At the moment of rubbing shoulders with black and white impermanence, he stopped, "From the first time I saw me, I knew that the two of you didn't want to see me, the people in this world who didn't want to see me, and the people who wanted my life were gone, so it doesn't matter." ”
If someone hears this, they will probably want to see the speaker's expression, whether it is sad or strong.
It's a pity that Han Mo looked ahead, his tone was flat, as if he wasn't talking about himself, and he had no emotions like a robot reading words.
Hua Simu subconsciously glanced back at him.
"Your methods are nothing more than that, hiring thugs is the lowest method, if you two don't dislike it, I can teach you some advanced gameplay. ”
Such provocations make the black-and-white impermanence a little heavier.
The Soul Hook Rods and Soul Chains sensed their master's emotions and vibrated and buzzed, with a bloodthirsty murderous aura.
This is the ordinary person in Xiao Mu's mouth? They don't know if they do their duty, and their courage is really fat.
"I have no objection to your reasoning, though. ”
Black and white impermanence was stunned.
The golden yellow and dark green brilliance flashed by, and when the black and white impermanence came back to his senses and looked at the past, Han Mo and Hua Simu had already walked six or seven meters away.
The lights flickered all the way, and the two walked side by side under the lights.
The white whirring, soft and glutinous woolen sweater is a little ove on a small skeleton of Hua Simu
size taste. Her black hair was gently draped over her shoulders, and she was quiet and reassuring.
Han Mo was wearing a regular white shirt, and the white shirt was faintly visible in blood, and compared to Hua Simuyi, his back was extraordinarily wide.
With his hands in his pockets, he walked casually, so as to match the pace of the girl next to him.
This scene inexplicably reminds people of the story of the female class president with the best grades and the most well-behaved class, and the most ruffian and worst boy in the last row of the class.
The two walked back to the Qianhan Palace, and the doorman had already parked the Maybach at the door.
The road is not far, Hua Simu is still tired enough, her physical fitness has reached a bottom, and she is panting after walking a few steps.
As soon as I got on the bus, I sat down in my seat and almost stuck my tongue out.
Han Mo didn't speak on the way home, just looked ahead, drove seriously, and his face kept flashing with light and shadow.
She didn't even ask why she came here alone without driving, Han Mo drove with a serious attitude as if she had just taken out her driver's license.
Hua Simu looked sideways at him suspiciously.
This car is Han Mo's usual car, and there is a faint mint smell on the car, which smells very good, and after a while, Hua Simu's upper and lower eyelids began to fight, and he couldn't hold back and fell asleep.