Xu Xiuxiu slept very soundly this night, but with the smoke that continued to accumulate in the house, she opened her eyes sensitively when she was asleep, it was still early, it was four or five o'clock in the morning, although the sky outside was not bright, but the house facing north was faintly visible.

Why does she seem to smell smoke? Xu Xiuxiu wrinkled her little face in a daze and sniffed it with her little nose, but she was frightened by the heavy smell of smoke inhaled into her nose, and her confused brain woke up instantly.

Xu Xiuxiu got up with her hands and feet and made a gesture to get out of bed, thinking that this was where she suddenly caught fire at night, but unexpectedly saw a man sitting by the window against the light outside, with a slightly shiny cigarette in his hand, his index finger and middle finger gently clamped the belly of the cigarette, his eyes were deep in her direction, and when she woke up, she still maintained her original indifference, and raised her hand from time to time to bring the cigarette to her mouth and take a puff, decadently swallowing clouds and spitting fog. And there were already countless cigarette butts lying there on the floor below where he was sitting.

"Song Yuanhuan?" Xu Xiuxiu furrowed her brows and asked, because she had slept soundly all night, and there was a hint of hoarse charm in her voice that she had not noticed.

How did he get here?

I don't know if I didn't hear Xu Xiuxiu's call, Song Yuanhuan still maintained his original posture, his eyes locked on Xu Xiuxiu, but he was still smoking frantically one by one when he reached out, as if only the thick nicotine in the cigarette could make him a little calm, his throat rolled up and down quickly, and the next moment a white smoke gently spit out from his mouth.

"Song Yuanhuan, what's wrong with you? Is something wrong? Xu Xiuxiu saw that he didn't answer when he called, so she hurriedly got out of bed and approached, frowning and worried, she came to Song Yuanhuan's side: "Why are you smoking so many cigarettes?" Xu Xiuxiu said with a little unhappiness, reaching out to snatch away the cigarette that was still burning in his hand.

Song Yuanhuan's hand holding the cigarette turned flexibly, easily dodging Xu Xiuxiu's action of reaching out and snatching it, and the cold eyes like a wolf locked on her, with a heavy and incomprehensible anger.

"Song Yuanhuan! What the hell is going on? Can you say something, why did you come to the city, let's Chenguang? Where is he? Xu Xiuxiu saw this angry admiration before she woke up early in the morning, and in the face of Song Yuanhuan's cold attitude, she couldn't help but start to get angry.

Why did this man suddenly have inexplicable convulsions?

"......" Xu Xiuxiu's question, Song Yuanhuan did not react, he took a puff of the cigarette again, the black brow was tightly twisted, and the cigarette that was smoked at the end of the cigarette was thrown to the floor with his eyes down, and the heavy leather boots stepped on the cigarette butt and tossed twice to extinguish it: "Do you think of me as your man?" When he looked up at Xu Xiuxiu again, those eyes suddenly became angry.

The cold tone is cold to the bones, and the questioning voice is inexplicable, but it seems to be a strong criticism.

Xu Xiuxiu wrinkled her brows blankly: "What? She didn't understand what Song Yuanhuan said at all?

"Let me ask you, do you regard me Song Yuanhuan as your man? Have it? Song Yuanhuan asked, reached out and took out the cigarette box in his pocket, opened it and saw that the box of cigarettes had been completely wiped out, the cigarette box in his hand was thrown to the ground and a new pack of cigarettes was taken out of his pocket, and at the same time, his thumb turned the small roller on the head of the gray lighter, and the flame ignited with a snort, and the cigarette in his mouth lit up slightly red.

Xu Xiuxiu looked at Song Yuanhuan's movements in a daze, looking at Song Yuanhuan's angular face through the red glimmer and smoke of the cigarette, at this moment he had some cyan stubble hanging on his chin, this was the first time Xu Xiuxiu saw Song Yuanhuan's appearance, her whole body exuded a kind of coldness that rejected people thousands of miles away, she had never seen him like this when she had never gotten up later than him, although he was questioning her with anger at the moment, she was also questioned inexplicably, but she still had to admit that he was so decadent and handsome at the moment.

"Speak!" Song Yuanhuan was yelling at Xu Xiuxiu at this moment.

Xu Xiuxiu's whole body trembled with excitement, and she was a little frightened by Song Yuanhuan's loud anger: "I don't understand what you mean?" After a long time, Xu Xiuxiu lightly opened her red lips and spoke.

She really didn't understand, why Song Yuanhuan suddenly appeared here, and asked her if she thought he was a man? She was puzzled and puzzled.

"Don't understand?" Song Yuanhuan smiled as if mockingly, and the tall figure was still sitting in the position, but at this moment, he leaned back slightly, leaned his back against the wooden pole next to the window, and the other hand holding the cigarette came to his mouth again to suck Yun, and then coldly swallowed the clouds and spit out the fog.

The atmosphere of the two people was very anxious, but the eyes of each other were very indifferent.

"What did you do the night before?" After the atmosphere was anxious for a long time, Song Yuanhuan suddenly spoke, and those sharp eyes that seemed to see through everything locked Xu Xiuxiu's black pupils.

Xu Xiuxiu breathed a lot, and her chest seemed to be slammed.

The night before? The night before yesterday, she squatted outside Yu Rongye's house for a night, and quietly entered Yu Rongye's house in the middle of the night and stole something? This is the most arrogant and bold thing Xu Xiuxiu has ever done, she herself has a sense of emptiness, and now she is asked by Song Yuanhuan, she seems to be choked by the lifeblood of her throat, weak and helpless.

"I'm sleeping at home!" Instinctively lying, Xu Xiuxiu knew that Song Yuanhuan might know what good things she was doing, but at this moment, looking at Song Yuanhuan's cold eyes, she instinctively wanted to lie.

But let's be honest? What to tell the truth? Do you say that she didn't sleep in the middle of the night but went to someone else's house in the dark to steal things? This kind of truth, this kind of indiscriminate truth, Xu Xiuxiu asked herself if she really couldn't say it.

Song Yuanhuan suddenly threw away the cigarette in his hand, raised his hand to clasp Xu Xiuxiu's arms and grabbed it in front of him, and there were only a few centimeters between each other's faces: "Tell me the truth." "Strong pressure invaded down, Song Yuanhuan has the decision that you don't admit that I will also take off your fig skin.

"I'm telling the truth." Xu Xiuxiu was still stiff-mouthed, and then her eyes moved away without daring Song Yuanhuan to look at each other, she was afraid that she would be weak under his gaze, and then confess all the truth.

Song Yuanhuan slowly loosened the clamp on Xu Xiuxiu, as if he was a little at a loss, his hands began to touch the cigarette in his pocket again, his slender hands took out the cigarette, and he wanted to light it with some trembling, the thumb of his right hand turned the roller several times but it ended in failure, Song Yuanhuan finally put down the cigarette that was still in his mouth, and looked up at Xu Xiuxiu in front of him. (To be continued.) )