Duan Chen said sharply, "Who do you want to marry?" ”

"What do you care about me? Anyway, this person must be gentler than you, more gentleman than you, and better looking than you......"

"Is it Ling Feng?"

Duan Chen just thought of her running away from him to Ling Feng's side, it made him feel mad.

Tang Yanran was originally a man of false faith and made things up.

Seeing him mention Ling Feng, he went crazy, thinking that there was no one who could match him, and only Ling Feng and his ilk were second only to him.

I simply agreed, "Yes, I like him." ”

Duan Chen's iceberg face instantly cracked and shattered into hideous pieces.

"Tang Yanran, am I too indulgent to let you be so lawless."

His hand suddenly moved to the back of her head, pulling at her hair with such force that it hurt at the roots.

Tang Yanran was forced to lean back.

And his lips were covered with domineering.

Tang Yanran only felt that her entire scalp was numb with pain, and her tears fell from the pain.

Cold tears fell on the back of his hand like a piece of ice on a hot fire.

Duan Chen slowly let go of her, and saw her glaring at him with a resentful expression, his volcano was extinguished by the ice, and it was cold to his heart a little bit.

"Get out."

He turned around and scolded.

Tang Yanran fled in a hurry.

Hearing the sound of the door closing, his angry pupils were uncontrollably tinged with worry.

......

Night, like a beast with its mouth open, seems to have to swallow up all living creatures before it is reconciled.

On the sidewalk, a petite figure, like duckweed floating and sinking, and like fallen leaves fluttering in the wind, walking on the straight blind road with his shoulders wrapped.

Behind her, there was a long and straight figure, not far and not close to her.

The Central Building, which had been accompanying her, saw her enter the building safely, but he froze in place.

Central Building, President's Lounge.

Ling Feng stood in front of the floor-to-ceiling window, staring at the upright figure like a green pine downstairs with his shoulders crossed.

There was a hint of mockery in his eyes, "Duan Shao, Duan Shao, don't you know that there are many disasters in your face?" ”

"Mr. Ling."

Tang Yanran pushed the door in.

"You're looking for me?"

Ling Feng turned around and saw Tang Yanran's eyes red and slightly furled, "He bullied you?" ”

Tang Yanran didn't speak.

Ling Feng's gaze glanced at the humanoid ice sculpture downstairs again, and he was full of doubts in his heart.

"Quarreled with him?"

Tang Yanran nodded.

"Who won the quarrel?"

Ling Feng asked with a wicked taste.

Don't blame him, it's really these two people who look so hurt that makes him very curious.

Tang Yanran glared at him indignantly.

Ling Feng smiled dryly, "Okay, when I didn't ask. You don't look very good, apparently he won! ”

Tang Yanran tore off the mask she disguised in front of Duan Chen, "Isn't love like this, whoever loves more is the loser." ”

Ling Feng glanced at the figure that was firmer than a rock downstairs, the invincible Duan God in the mall turned out to be the loser in love, it was incredible to think about it.

His eyes returned to Tang Yanran, who was barren and decadent, and marveled at the magic of fate and fate.

He followed her all the way, and she didn't even look back.

If she had turned back, he would not have seen this poignant love story tonight.

"You're not suitable."

He concluded.

Tang Yanran walked up slowly, Ling Feng suddenly pulled up the thin curtain, and her shadow and his shadow overlapped on the curtain.

"I know we're not in the right place."

She said sadly.

Ling Feng: "......"

Does a man like Duan Chen need to marry a woman who is the right person?

Ling Feng smiled, "Another stupid woman who is crazy for love." ”

His smile suddenly became sour, "Tang Yanran, forget about him." ”