"Is Su Ran, a slut, completely confused?" asked Qu Fanghua, who was fair-skinned and beautiful, gritted her teeth with hatred.

"Yes, Sister Fanghua, but we do this, in case we make the Lu family angry......"

Syllable!

Qu Fanghua slapped the woman next to her in the face, and her facial features were distorted: "What are you afraid of? Lu Jiuting will be crippled, he wants the Su family's baby to treat the disease, and he is not Su Ran, a slut!"

The Su family, an aromatic family, has been reduced to making special incense for people in a bar, what else is there to be afraid of?

However, she Su Ran thought that the Lu family, the top wealthy family who had climbed to Guozuo City, was made in heaven and earth, which made Qu Fanghua, who had always been jealous and hateful of Su Ran, gritted her teeth even more.

Obviously, it was her good sister Su Yan who should marry into the Lu family, and it was not the turn of the mediocre Su Ran.

"Is the pinhole camera in the room installed?" she asked.

A girl nodded.

"Okay, I'm going to let Su Ran fall into disrepute, let the whole city see the big drama between cheap goods and a group of men, and then see what face she has to marry into the Lu family?" Qu Fanghua sneered.

As she spoke, she shoved the stunned Su Ran into a dark door, and took a group of sisters to prepare to watch the big play.

Aim——

In the darkness, a faint cat meow pierced Su Ran's eardrums.

Her eyes widened as she stared at the shadows floating in the darkness.

"Poor little girl, would you like to let the little fairy help you?" said the phantom demagoguery.

She is a wisp of flower soul between heaven and earth, and inadvertently became a master and servant with a phantom cat, smelling Su Ran's strong hatred while wandering, attracted by the fragrance of this body, and for the first time she had the obsession of being a human being.

Su Ran's heart exploded, she knew that her life was short, and Qu Fanghua added a heavy sip to the wine she drank.

"Really?" she muttered.

The ink cat phantom rubbed against her head.

The floating shadow smiled like a flower and nodded.

"Okay, as long as you help me avenge me, everything I have belongs to you. Su Ran said.

The shadow smiled even more.

In a moment, the phantom leaned down and rushed into Su Ran's body.

Whew——, ink cat barks at the sky.

With a snap, Su Ran, who was lying on the ground, stood up suddenly.

She slapped the cat on the back, causing it to blow up.

"Someone. She shrugged softly, and tiptoed through the door into the inner room, despite her discomfort.

Yo, good fellow, there is a figure lying sideways on the bed.

The oblique light shone brightly, stretching the figure long.

Su Ran let out a sigh of emptiness, hugged his arm to the ink cat that could not be seen by the human eye, and laughed in a low voice: "It's good if it's a person, it's good." ”

The ink cat rolled its eyes, as if there were ghosts floating everywhere here, and he didn't know who would be the one again.

"Who?"

There was a cold and piercing sound from the bed, so cold that it was like a hell ghost king, and Su Ran shivered three times.

She stepped forward quickly, ran to the man's side and lay down opposite him, carefully examined the man on the bed, and said with a smile: "Sorry, I'm sorry, it's your grandfather-Su Ran." ”

The bridge of the man's nose is high, his eye sockets are deep, his skin is terrifyingly white, and he can almost see faintly blue blood vessels, and his thin lips are full of sabre-rattling offensive.

It is to close his eyes, like Mount Tai, like the momentum of the lion king, unstoppable.

When the man heard Su Ran's cheerful tone and not very respectful words, his eyelids as thin as cicada wings opened open, revealing a pair of deep and vast pupils, as cold as a 10,000-year-old ice cave.

The thin angry lips moved slightly: "Su Ran?"

Su Ran shook his head repeatedly, his eyebrows and eyes were curved like crescent moons, his eyes were facing each other, as if he didn't see the man's disappointment, and laughed: "Isn't it?

Syllable!

The man sat up suddenly, and slapped Su Ran's head almost without hesitation, like she knocked on a cat.

The ink cat entrenched in the dark stretched his waist, not to mention how happy.

Someone avenged it and beat its owner, it's all over it—

Su Ran glared at the ink cat fiercely, then raised his smiling face to the man's cheek, and said, "The gentleman doesn't move his mouth and doesn't move his hands, and he doesn't stretch out his hand to hit the smiling person, are you taking the wrong tendon and doing the wrong pulse?"

The cold air grows exponentially exponentially.