The evening breeze blew slowly, and the expression between the man's eyebrows changed strangely after Anyang spoke, "JK Sen, this is my name in the organization." If you're right, I can help you. ”

He had never seen such a stupid mermaid act like this in order to save an insignificant companion.

[System: He promised too neatly, right?!] 】

[Anyang: It's just a gathering for profit. 】

An Yang didn't alarm anyone, and when she returned to the room, the mermaid's strength receded, and she immediately fell weakly on the bed.

Cold sweat broke out like collapse all over his body, and the strength used for a short time was almost impossible to maintain.

[System: But that passer-by named JK Sen, is he capable of helping?] 】

[Anyang: Rest assured. I think of him because of his difference. 】

[System: Huh?! Detected Chen Zhaoheng's fluctuations, he came back? 】

An Yang had just closed his eyes when the door of the room was rudely opened.

In fright, his tense hands grabbed her by the collar and lifted her from the bed.

An Yang didn't have time to see who was coming, and the familiar aura came to her face, which also made her originally struggling movements stop.

"You—You're back......"

"You don't want me back?" Chen Zhaoheng smiled, that smile was in the dark, revealing a non-gambling creepy.

"I remember me, let you stay obedient."

An Yang's face turned white, and he immediately guessed that her movements were leaking the news tonight. But the route she determined was cleverly evaded the camera......

"Don't you like me? It's my people, how can they disobey my orders? Chen Zhaoheng narrowed his eyes coldly, "Act with me?" The acting is quite real. ”

"I didn't," An Yang's cheeks were twisted by the power in his hand, and his eyes were still looking at Chen Zhaoheng calmly and firmly, "I didn't run away." ”

Chen Zhaoheng narrowed his eyes, if he didn't know that she would rather use the power of the mermaid to go out, he would be fooled by her serious appearance now.

"I just want to go out for a walk...... "The pale face was exchanged for Chen Zhaoheng's ruthless treatment.

The cold sweat that had just subsided slightly wet his body again. All the gentle whispers seemed to have been beaten back to their original form overnight.

"Since you want to go out so much, come with me."

It was only slightly bright, and the bone-chilling coldness swept over his body, An Yang opened his eyes tremblingly, and saw Chen Zhaoheng standing beside the bed.

The slender fingers slowly buttoned the coat, and the condescending and indifferent pupils made An Yang swallow dry foam involuntarily.

"Won't you go?"

Under the sarcastic tone, An Yang slowly shook his head, "I really didn't lie to you. But one thing you're right about is that I'm not going to be here obediently. I miss you so much and want to be by your side all the time. ”

Chen Zhaoheng's heart sank slightly, even if he didn't want to dwell on this issue, but An Yang's words really smeared a strong color on his heart.

Anyang only got into his eyes because of his skills and psychological quality. But now, he hated these two things the most.

Now all the deception and compromise are just her disguise.

He really regretted now that he had been so bewitched by beauty that day, that he didn't let the smooth boning knife remove all her sharp edges and corners.

The palm of his hand pinched Anyang's slender neck like a threat, "Is it deception, let me take a good look at your performance." ”