Su Zimo put his clothes in the garbage bin again and walked towards Leng Shaofeng, the cold aura emitted from his body seemed to be able to condense the surrounding into frost in an instant. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

Su Zimo approached him, feeling cold and shivering.

She quietly examined his neat and energetic movements, not like he was injured, then, the blood on his body was not his, it was still the immaculate handsome face, there was no trace of being beaten.

Ji Mingxuan said that he came back with an injury, but he just saw the blood stains on his body.

He was born in a special forces, and he has always been ruthless, just with Tang Shengyu, how could he get close to him, let alone have a chance to fight back.

"What did you do to him?"

Su Zimo's hoarse voice trembled, she was really afraid that Tang Shengyu's life was gone.

Leng Shaofeng's hand that was buttoning the button trembled slightly, and he returned to his coldness.

"Which he? Lao Tzu is in a good mood, don't block Lao Tzu, find yourself unhappy. ”

His cold words were full of threats and warnings.

He found a punching bag, and when he was angry, he was naturally in a much better mood, but what about others?

Su Zimo's eyes were gloomy, and the whole person was miserable and embarrassed in front of him, she quietly watched Leng Shaofeng raise his hand in front of the dressing mirror, and her slender five fingers combed the broken hair on her forehead, looking so comfortable and charming.

He turned and walked to the bedside and lit a cigarette, and walked towards her with a cold evil smile that covered all his emotions, and she couldn't read his laughter.

She locked his deep eyes tightly, as if she wanted to put herself in, and there was no emotion in her bloodshot eyes.

Leng Shaofeng looked Su Zimo up and down at such an unbearable appearance, soaking wet, with a little pink blood stains on her chest, her slippers mixed with muddy water, her hair was messy and sticking to her swollen face, the rain was still dripping, and the corners of her mouth were obviously bruised, I was afraid that it was the most embarrassing day in her life at this moment.

Even if his woman was so sad, she couldn't attract the slightest pity and pity from him, and in the evil laughter, Su Zimo only saw ridicule.

"Are you in such a hurry to come thinking of me or worrying about me?"

A puff of smoke choked at Su Zimo, and she turned her face away and hidden.

He was in a good mood, Su Zimo didn't want to find him awkward, even if he asked, he wouldn't tell her about Tang Shengyu's situation, it was really better not to ask.

Since he was fine, she wouldn't be here to block him.

Su Zimo turned around and was about to leave, when a powerful force grabbed his wrist and threw her inside, and she threw herself on the bed.

"What are you doing?"

Su Zimo got up.

Leng Shaofeng looked at the rain on his hands with disgust, pinched up two pieces of paper and wiped them clean, and asked arrogantly, "What am I doing?" I also asked what you wanted to do. Worried about Tang Shengyu? Afraid that his life is in danger? ”

Su Zimo smiled bitterly coldly: "I have nothing to do with him, believe it or not, I'm just worried about him now, whatever you think."

After speaking, Su Zimo also raised her chin coldly and arrogantly and got up to bypass him, just thinking about leaving here.

Leng Shaofeng pushed her to the bed again, and once again roared with bloodthirsty anger, "Nothing? You go to his house until midnight, and you tell me that you have nothing? I went on a business trip and he went to look for you at home, and you didn't tell me anything about it after staying in the bedroom for more than an hour? Su Zimo: Is there something wrong with your brain or do you think I have a problem with my brain? ”