Zhuo Yuanhang pursed his lips slightly, his eyes flashed with scorching light, and he stared at her with a bright and abnormal gaze, "We haven't seen each other for a few days, since you're here, come have a meal with me." Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info”

Bei Xiaorou bit her lip, didn't dare to look him in the eyes, and said apologetically: "I'm sorry, Brother Zhuo, I ......"

Seeing that she was about to refuse, he frowned, took her hand and pressed her hand slightly, she was defenseless for a moment, staggered into his arms, frowned slightly, and she reached out to push him away.

A trace of loneliness appeared in Zhuo Yuanhang's eyes, and a lost noise sounded above his head, "Just accompany me to have a meal, is it so difficult?" ”

With a slight pause in her hands, Bei Xiaorou looked up in a daze, and saw the request in his eyes, and a sour and uncomfortable feeling came up in her heart, she bit her lip, didn't know how to answer him for a while, and forgot to push him away.

From a distance, Zhuo Yuanhang hugged the petite woman to his chest, and the two seemed to be snuggling up to each other, intimate, like lovers.

At the end of the hallway, the overhead light shone down on the man's face, and he paused and stood still. The upright body was slightly stiff, the handsome face was covered with a layer of frost, and the dark black eyes were like bottomless, and the sea was rolling roughly, and finally gradually condensed a wave of anger. The lips tightened in a cold arc, and the lines of the face were even more cold and hard because of the tightness.

Shu Manxue, who fell behind him, looked coldly at the men and women who were close to each other in front of him, and a trace of pride and mockery flashed in his eyes. Then he turned his head to look at the man in front of him, exuding cold anger, lightly hooked his lips, took two steps forward and came to the man's side, his face was already replaced with a worried look, "Brother Ziqian, you, are you okay?" ”

In the quiet floor at this moment, her voice came clearly, Bei Xiaorou blinked, turned her head to look over, her heart sank suddenly, she woke up suddenly, and hurriedly left Zhuo Yuanhang's embrace.

Under the light, the man's face was pale, the anger in his eyes erupted without the slightest concealment, her face turned slightly pale, the panic and uneasiness in her heart surged up, and she looked at him with anxiety and prayer in her eyes, "Ziqian, things are not what you think." ”

Zhuo Yuanhang, who was pushed away by Pei Xiaorou, looked at Bei Xiaorou, who only had that man in his eyes at the moment, the emptiness in his chest was mixed with the loss in his eyes, and a trace of bitterness appeared on his face. After restraining his emotions, he was not afraid of Lei Ziqian's gaze as if he was about to kill, he turned his head and looked at him defiantly.

His eyebrows furrowed tightly, Lei Ziqian slowly withdrew his frightening gaze, and moved his cold gaze to Bei Xiaorou, who was standing aside. A deceitful anger floated in the depths of his eyes, and he looked at her darkly, pursed his lips, and then turned to leave.

Bei Xiaorou's expression was panicked for a moment, her intuition couldn't let him leave with a misunderstanding like this, she stepped over, and the always soft noise sounded behind the man with anxiety and panic, "Ziqian, can you listen to my explanation?" ”

The man did not hesitate at his feet, stepped into the elevator that was just opened, turned around and pressed the floor. Through the gradually closing elevator door, Pei Xiaorou only had time to see his cold and icy expression, and the flickering anger in his dark eyes.

The elevator door was closed tightly, her hands hung down weakly, her face turned a little paler, she bit her lip, suppressed the panic and uneasiness in her heart, and hurriedly reached out to press the elevator button.

With nervous anticipation, Shuiyan looked at the floor display light above the elevator for a moment, but he only felt that the number of words on it was beating so slowly, and his heart was as anxious as fire.

When the elevator finally opened in front of her eyes, she hurriedly stepped forward, quickly pressed the first floor and then pressed the close button, and when the elevator door was about to close, a big hand suddenly stretched out.

As the door opened again, Zhuo Yuanhang, who had a cold and solemn face, walked to her side, pressed the door button with his big hand, and then turned to look at her, a trace of worry flashed in his eyes, and a little annoyance.

The elevator closed slowly, the bright lights on the corridor quietly flowed with light, and in an instant on the quiet aisle, Shu Manxue, who was standing quietly on the side, slowly raised the corners of her lips, and the cold light flashing in her bright eyes, under the reflection of the lights, brought a touch of pride and happiness.

In the elevator, Pei Xiaorou stared closely at the constantly beating floor display lights, her lips moved slightly, and she kept whispering "hurry up, hurry up", and the hands clasped in front of her were clenched uneasily because of urgency.

Zhuo Yuanhang's eyes were always staring at her quietly, and when he saw her like this, his eyebrows tightened more and more, and the big hand hanging down his side quietly clenched.

When the indicator finally stopped on the first floor and the elevator door just opened a crack, Pei Xiaorou couldn't wait to run out.

She walked anxiously into the spacious and bright lobby, surrounded by some neatly dressed guests, her anxious gaze swept over them, and then she looked around, constantly searching for the familiar figure of the man.

The impatience in her eyes grew stronger, and the uneasiness in her heart grew stronger, and finally, she turned her eyes to the revolving door in front of her.

In the distance, the man's familiar tall figure came into her eyes through the glass door, her heart tightened for a moment, her eyes lit up slightly, and she ran over quickly.

And Zhuo Yuanhang, who had been following her, looked at her line of sight, his face sank in an instant, his eyebrows were condensed, and a trace of anger appeared in his eyes.

Outside the hotel, the lights were as clear as day, the Maserati sports car slowly drove in, and the parking boy got out of the car and stood quietly.

The man who slowly approached the car, his tight face lines brought out a cold and hard arc, and his black eyes flashed with cold anger, making people almost dare not look directly, and with a daunting haze, he bent into the car.

The car door closed, and he was about to step on the accelerator when a call faintly came from not far away, "Ziqian!" ”

The man's hands gripping the steering wheel tightened suddenly, his dark eyes darkened a little, and he turned his head sideways to look at the woman running out of the turnstile. Her pale face, with anxiety and panic, was clearly reflected in the bright light, and he pursed his lips and his heart tightened.

Suddenly, his eyes were slightly condensed, and he looked at the man who was approaching behind the woman, and the anger in his dark eyes burned again.

Zhuo Yuanhang stood beside Bei Xiaorou, his eyes also angry and looked straight at the man in the driver's seat.

Through the car window, the two looked at each other, and each had a sharp hostility in their eyes that could not be missed.

Lei Ziqian's face became more and more cold, the jumping fire in his dark black eyes showed his anger, the big hand holding the steering wheel was tightly exposed, he suddenly turned his eyes, and his black eyes shot straight at Bei Xiaorou with cold anger.

Under his cold gaze, Bei Xiaorou's heart suddenly suffocated, and her lips turned a little whiter.

The next moment, Lei Ziqian retracted his gaze, his eyes looked straight ahead, his tight handsome side face was as cold as frost, and he stepped on the accelerator without a trace of hesitation, and the sports car drove away like an arrow.

The sound of the engine whistled in her ears, and Bei Xiaorou stood in place, staring at the shadow of the car that was gradually moving away, her face was as pale as snow in an instant, and her heart tightened for a while, as if she was about to lose her breath.