Shen Qingyin had been hiding behind a big tree and observing the black sports car for a long time.

It was parked there half an hour ago, with all the lights turned off, and the interior of the car was dark and dull, without light, and the dim street lights could not illuminate the figures in the car.

There was only a scarlet point of fire, flickering and flickering.

He was smoking, one cigarette after another, and the cigarette butts were thrown on the ground by him like that.

For half an hour, there was no light on the mobile phone screen in the car.

It's not a mobile phone control, it should be a middle-aged and elderly man.

He parked in the shade of the large tree where she was hiding, and from his vantage point he could clearly see the entrance to the conservatory.

The Conservatory of Music of A University is full of talents, beautiful women, and of course, there is no shortage of negative news, this man should be one of those "gold masters".

Shen Qingyin stuffed the earphones into her ears and held the phone tightly, she heard her heart beat fast, and the cold sweat in her palm spread on the dark screen.

In the distance, the door of the conservatory opened, and a woman in a white dress with long hair and fluttering hair walked out gracefully.

It's too far away to see your face clearly.

The headlights of the black sports car lit up, and Shen Qingyin heard a low throttle roar.

She jumped and dodged out from behind the tree with a large box in her arms, humming an unknown tune in her mouth, and rushing forward with her head briskly.

The man was about to continue to step up the gas pedal when he heard a scream of "ah".

A cardboard box flew into the air, "Peng" hit the front cover of the car, and one tumbled to the ground, and the colorful plastic colored balls inside rolled to the ground.

Shen Qingyin curled up in pain and let out a low moan.

By the light of the headlights, she saw that her elbows and knees were rolled up, gurgling blood, and she wiped it hard, and the blood spread all over her elbows, and it was even terrible to look at.

I didn't expect this sports car to accelerate so fast.

The doors of the black sports car opened, and a man in black trousers stepped down.

Shen Qingyin lowered her head, looked at her injured elbow, and sobbed lowly: "It hurts!" She moved a few steps with her waist strength and grabbed the mobile phone that was left aside, and the screen of the Apple phone was already shattered.

"The mobile phone was also broken, and I saved most of my living expenses to buy it!"

The man rubbed his brow, the cry upsetting him.

He crouched down and straightened her body.

is a fairly clean face, but tears affect the beauty.

Only then did Shen Qingyin realize that the man was unusually young, with bronzed skin, and two sharp sword eyebrows almost flew into his sideburns.

His eyebrows were cold, and his thin lips were lightly opened with a strong smell of tobacco and alcohol: "This method of yours is novel, but it's a pity that Young Master Ben is not interested today!"

After that, he patted her face very lightly.

A sticky cold sweat welled up behind Shen Qingyin's back, what did he mean by this?

The man didn't give her time to think, he stood up again and kicked her with his foot, and Shen Qingyin's eyebrows immediately frowned.

"Get out of the way!"

The scene of the entanglement between the two has been noticed by the passing students, and many people have stopped.

How could Shen Qingyin allow the man to leave, she grabbed the man's trouser leg and raised her voice: "Do you want to run away if you hit me? There is a camera here, you are a hit-and-run!"

The man chuckled softly as if he had heard a joke.

"Since you can't wait so much," he squatted down again, picked up Shen Qingyin horizontally, and walked in the direction of the car: "Then I will reluctantly rely on you!"

Shen Qingyin sensed the danger and began to kick and kick randomly: "What are you doing, let go of me, let go of me!"

The man frowned again.

He hates women arguing the most, not to mention that he has drunk a lot of alcohol today and is already dizzy.

Since she's going to let go.

The man let go of his hand without warning, and Shen Qingyin smashed it to the ground, pitying her ass and eggs, only afraid of blooming.

"You're insane, you want to fall to my death!" Shen Qingyin shouted.

The man's cold eyes fell on her, and the gaze seemed to be able to devour people.

Her voice was too loud, and the woman in the white dress standing at the conservatory who seemed to be waiting for her turned her face to this side.

"What do you want?" asked the man in a low voice.