Chapter Seventy-Two: The Problem of the Trace Department

"Well, I'm sorry," Irie sat up straight, gently pushed his glasses, and still had that warm smile on his face, smiling a little intriguing, "I didn't mean to." Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info"

Looking at his indifferent smile, Sakuraichi's face became ugly, and the hand touching his neck clearly felt the marks there, like teeth knocked, in addition to the slightly undulating particles. This touch, she remembers, only came when Fuji sucked a kiss on her neck.

Sucking Kiss ......

Sakura's heart jumped, and she threw away the fruit knife and rushed to the bathroom outside.

Looking at her back, Irie's eyes darkened slightly, and he gently pulled his eyelids and returned to the same as before. Reach out and pick up the fruit knife that Sakuraichi threw on the coffee table, wipe it clean and start peeling the apple.

In the bathroom, Sakuraichi looked at the right side of his neck in the mirror, and when the extremely eye-catching pale red kiss marks came into view, his breath tightened, and his eyes couldn't help but tremble.

The kiss marks are light red now, but when they come tomorrow, they will turn reddish-brown, the color is very dark, and you can see at a glance that they are new, and the kiss marks left by Fuji on her neck have long disappeared completely, only the one that Irie accidentally got is really conspicuous.

What to do?

Sakura's face is getting more and more ugly, this is the first time she has shown her emotions on her face, no matter what happened in the past, she was calm and calm, but now......

Sinking her eyelids, Sakura put down her hand and slowly closed her eyes, the young man's elegant smile flashed in her mind, smeared with the pure cherry blossoms and her incomprehensible thoughts, gentle and tranquil.

When I opened my eyes, my dark red eyes had regained their clarity. Unscrewed the water and slid to the cold side, reached out and slapped a little on his face, making his thoughts clearer. Before leaving, he glanced at himself in the mirror and regained his indifferent expression, and then Sakuraichi turned around and went out.

This night, Sakuraichi didn't want to speak, she didn't blame Irie, after all, she brought it on herself. If she gets out of the way the moment Irie falls, even if she can't hold Irie, she can still take the knife, so who can blame her? And this night, Sakuraichi insisted on sleeping alone on the sofa in this room, and Irie also returned to his room and had no sleep all night.

Wow -

The rain, which gradually decreases at half past one in the morning, has changed from a storm to a light rain, although not very much, but it has always decreased. This busy city has been dull for too long, and now that the dust has been washed away, the gloom has been swept away, and no matter where you stand, you can feel a faint coolness.

Fujiwara glanced up at the sky, the inky sky was still so silent, only a drop of rain fell, soaking through his clothes and cooling his skin. took out his mobile phone and took a look, through the transparent lenses, a faint light was hidden in the bottom of his eyes, and his orange and purple eyes looked more and more cold.

Suddenly, the left ear moved, and the sound of treading water came into the ear, which was very abrupt. The narrow eyes narrowed, and a streamer flashed quietly, some cold, some fierce, like a black wolf in the forest. Then his body trembled, and the arrow on the string shot out in an instant, and his long black hair slid down invisible marks in the air.

Almost at the same time, several black shadows followed in a flash.

"This kind of negotiation is really a waste of Uncle Ben's time." The arrogant young man sat in the driver's seat, his left hand on the steering wheel, his right hand habitually stroked the tears in the corners of his eyes, squinting at the pair of evil phoenix eyes and looking at the rain curtain outside the glass, the deep pupils seemed to indicate that he was thinking about something at the moment.

He was in a bad mood today, and he didn't want to tell anyone about the specific reason, but Rao was like this, and he who had received an aristocratic education still buried such emotions deeply and did not show them. Gorgeous and noble are the unique qualities of aristocracy, and such qualities make them face everything calmly and calmly, not to mention people like the Ministry of Traces who have carved gorgeousness in their bones.

Bang Bang Bang ~

Suddenly, there was a sound of treading water, and he squinted his eyes, and when he was about to turn his head to look, his car door was suddenly opened, and before he could see who it was, he was grabbed by the collar and lifted him to the passenger seat. That's right, it's a mention, like a chicken, accompanied by the other party's cold voice, "I'm sorry, Jibu, use your car." ”

Before the trace department could speak, the other party stepped on the accelerator with one foot, and the car flew out with a whoosh, and the trace department did not buckle the seat belt, and the whole person was thrown backwards because of inertia, and was almost not thrown into the rear driver's seat to lie down. Suddenly, that face can be imagined.

And the other party drove too fast, as if stealing, and the speed of the car instantly soared to 220 yards. His face turned pale, and he reached out to buckle his seat belt slowly, but his hands were trembling and he buckled them wrongly twice. This kind of speed really makes the trace department understand what is called drift.

"You crazy ......" Before the word 'woman' was finished, the moment the trace saw the other party clearly, the corners of his mouth twitched without a trace, black hair, glasses, facial paralysis, iceberg......

...... of Youth Studies Fujiwara !!!!

"You stop Uncle Ben." Jibu suppressed the fear in his heart, this kind of speed was really the first time he had experienced it, to be honest, he had a feeling of being out of the world. But as the eldest son of the gorgeous and noble trace family, he would never show such fear on his face. But that didn't stop him from talking, "Uncle Ben told you to stop!" ”

Fujiwara glanced at him and withdrew his gaze, his cold tone almost freezing the traces, "Someone is catching up." ”

Hearing this, the trace department turned his head to look in the rearview mirror, and sure enough, there were several black shadows jumping behind the rear of the car. He frowned, "Ninja? As he spoke, he turned his head to look at Fujiwara and said playfully: "You woman will actually be hunted down and killed?" However, don't think that Uncle Ben will let you go. Turn right at the front junction. ”

Fujiwara's eyes narrowed, and the momentum on his body gradually let go.

"Uncle Ben is not interested in your affairs," Jibu's tone was still arrogant, and he put down the hand that was stroking the tear mole, "Go to Uncle Ben's house to avoid it first, lest the not-so-gorgeous guy in Edogawa say that Uncle Ben will not save him when he dies." ”

It's no secret that the mouth of the trace has always been dead, but the person is actually not bad. Therefore, Fujiwara put away the momentum on his body, his lips buzzed, and his tone was the same as always: "Thank you." ”

Wow -

The car sped away from the road, and the people who followed behind paused for a moment, and the leader raised his hand to signal to stop. Almost in the blink of an eye, eight dark shadow figures appeared beside him, and one of them said, "Ran away, what should I do?" ”

The leader turned the ninja dart, and the swirl dark flower on the dart glowed with a faint dark light, which was the symbol of the Sanada family.

"That's the eldest young master of the Jibu family."

"Where's Sanada-sanada?"

"We can't kill. The old master has already given the order. ”

"Disobey Lady Keiko?"

"Don't forget, who is in charge of the Sanada family."

"This ......"

"Let's go."

"Uncle Ben is a little curious," in the villa, Jibu looked at Fujiwara who was sitting on the sofa and pondered, leaned back, and said, "How did Sang Yu's ball skills come about?" ”