Sonin was rescued from her daymare by the shout.

Her hands were clenched tightly, and she was soaked with sweat, as if she had waded in the river again.

She relieved herself and found Sheng Fang standing in front of her.

looked at her with a strange face.

She raised her hand and swept her cheek without a trace, "What for?" ”

She spoke with a distinct trill.

Sheng Fang looked at her with a strange expression: "I should ask you this, right?" Standing there is like being evil. ”

There was no response to several shouts, which was weird.

"It's fine." Soning swallowed the discomfort in his chest, turned to the small table, took the form he had just filled out, glanced at it, and then paced back to the back of the desk.

I don't usually come, and now I have a holiday to pretend to be an activist?

There was also the unhappiness of that day, and he was even more reluctant to deal with him.

The eldest young master was calmly forced.

He paced to the desk at the front desk, pulled a chair over, tilted his body half-stretched, his right hand resting on the table at will, his fingers rhythmically tapping back and forth.

One by one, the pace gets faster.

Soning glanced at it, annoyed, but didn't say anything. Avoid any more ties, the eldest young master has nothing to do with her running naked.

"Did you hear what she said at the door, that little girl who went out just now?" Sheng Fang suddenly asked.

Hearing this, Sonin was slightly stunned.

But only for a very short time, she looked down at the form, and spat out two words in a bitter voice.

"Nope."

Sheng Fang sighed, very soft, but very clear.

He paused, put his arm on the table, and leaned closer to Soning.

"I hear you, she said......" He deliberately slowed down his speech, carefully observing the change in Sonin's expression, "Sister will take you home." ”

Soning lowered his head, his inky eyelashes fluttered slightly, and then he raised his head, "So what?" Does it have anything to do with me? ”

Her expression and tone were very cold, and her face was expressionless, and there was no trace of strangeness.

Boring.

Sheng thought with confidence.

His fingers flicked on the table again, his eyes looked directly at Soning, and his voice was contemptuous, "Xiao Suo, I really can't wait." ”

“？”

"I can't wait to know what has happened to make you the mask you have now that no one can pierce."

She doesn't care about anything, as if it's useless to provoke her, and it's futile for you to jump up and down in anger.

She is so expressionless and lets you make trouble, just like she doesn't have a long heart.

Like......

Live like a piece of wood!

Stinky and hard!

This upset him.

Soning put down the form in his hand and met his gaze, "What have I experienced, and what does it have to do with you?" ”

Sheng Fang raised the corners of his lips, nodded yes, and then changed his words: "I just want to poke your scars, is there a problem?" ”

This was said bluntly, and it was thrown over with lethality. Soning's eyebrows wrinkled unconsciously, and a wave of disgust ran out of his heart.

He just has the ability to ignite her fire.

"Mr. Sheng, what does the doctor say about your condition?"

Blooming: "??? ”

"It's hard to cure a brain disease, is it?"

"......" bloomed and made the face of a word green with a loss.

Soning sighed, "I don't have the same knowledge as you in ordinary fights, but this kind of thing is very immoral, I hope you still have a conscience." ”

The lack of morality was not less.

Conscience? The eldest young master sighed indifferently: "It's not bad for this one." ”

If you want to say that he wanted to get along with Soning because of that little fart Liang Zi before, then now it's purely to see what kind of rot has become under her seemingly incorruptible body.

Soning snorted, and his voice was faint: "If you want to bully me, you have found the wrong person." ”

In fact, from the beginning to the mess in the Shengshi CLUB a few days ago, the eldest young master was also a little conscious. Soning was silent, but she was by no means a bully.

It's interesting.

Sheng Fang suddenly felt that his fighting spirit was high, his sword eyebrows were slightly raised, his peach blossom eyes were full of provocation and expectation, he leaned over closer, and even felt Souning's cold breathing, slowly spurting out.

There is a pungent fragrance that makes people can't help but ask for it closer, just like that night......

His Adam's apple unconsciously slid up and down twice, and his voice was dyed with a hint of obvious hoarseness, mixed with lazy charm, "Really? There was uncertainty in his eyebrows, "Then I'll have to try, what a wrong way." ”