Gu Yu didn't feel embarrassed at all, but raised his eyebrows lazily, pulled out another book, and replied in a casual tone:

"It's okay."

The man chuckled, took the book in one hand, slid his right hand into his pocket, and his tone rose:

"Really?"

He seemed to turn around and face her, his thin lips lightly opened:

"What do I think of this little ......?"

He paused, glanced up and down a few times with a rather casual and unorthodox gaze, and changed his words:

"Little friend...... Is it duplicity? ”

The distance between them was not very close, about a few tens of centimeters, but at this distance of dozens of centimeters, Gu Yu still felt it for a while, mixed with the quaint aroma in this library, the faint mint fragrance.

Passed from a man.

Haunting.

Gu Yu narrowed his eyes, flipped through the book in his hand, and didn't seem to care about the man's gaze at all:

"You're thinking too much."

Rong Ye glanced at her lazily.

The girl's fingertips touched the pages of the book, and the glowing white fingers and the light brown paper contrasted with each other, like a beautiful work of art with bright light gathered on the booth.

This glance was too long, and the slender, glowing silver needles of Gu Yu's fingertips fell on the page, as if they were ready to shoot out at any time:

"Let's see again."

The man didn't seem to be aware of the danger at all, but just picked up the narrow, peach blossom eyes and chuckled.

"Little friend."

He dragged his voice:

"Nobody told you ......"

The breeze blew, and soon the quiet library was filled with the sound of pages being turned over rapidly.

By the time the pages fell, the girl's white, glowing fingers had firmly grasped the man's delicate wrist!

And between the man's slender and bony index and middle fingers, he took a moment to pinch a slender silver needle, which could hardly be seen clearly in the sun.

The man's voice was still raised:

"Do self-defense weapons only work against bad guys?"

Even if the wrist is caught, the man's long, sexy eyes are still languid:

"Brother is not a bad person."

Gu Yu: "........"

She glanced at him several times, and raised her eyebrows slightly:

"Uncle, are you in your forties today?"

Rong Ye: "......."

Rong Ye raised his eyebrows, and when Gu Yu let go of his hand with compassion, the man had already twisted the silver needle between his fingertips.

"One thing for another," the man who had never doubted his intuition looked at him casually, and didn't seem to want to bother with her, "Kid, can you return my brother's playing cards?" ”

Gu Yu didn't even look at him, and put back the book he had just taken out: "It's okay." ”

At some point, her fingertips suddenly conjured the nine of hearts, shook it in front of the man, and then, the corners of her eyes were slightly raised.

Rong Ye just watched her throw the playing cards, and the nine of hearts flew out of the window directly, and the trajectory disappeared without a trace, disappearing from the sight of the two.

The girl's chin raised slightly: "Go pick it up, no thanks." ”

Rong Ye's eyes moved slightly.

There are countless angles and strengths that can be controlled by playing cards, and only the person who made the shot knows what the trajectory is, and this little girl clearly did not intend to return the cards to him from the beginning.

Gu Yu saw him looking at himself and raised his eyebrows:

"Don't?"

She seemed to laugh, and a momentary flirtation rose between her eyebrows:

"Forget it."

After that, it seems that he doesn't even want to go back, so he turns around directly.

Rong Ye's slender and delicate fingers moved, and the girl turned around.

In the flash of light, the two of them fought between the fifty-centimeter-wide bookshelves, large enough to accommodate two people.

Both of them were too agile to be evenly matched after a few minutes, and neither could control the other.

Once again, the shot missed, and the female voice sounded softly, like a spring gurgling, and seemed to be very leisurely: "Be careful with your needle." ”

The man twisted the silver needle back a few centimeters, as if he was really worried that the glowing needle would scratch the little girl's face.

In the next second, Gu Yu made a false move and directly grabbed the man's wrist!

The silver needle was robbed:

"Thank you."

Rong Ye wanted to chase, but there was a sudden whistling sound in his ears, and the ordinary playing card, spinning, wrapped in the cold wind, was inserted directly into the solid wood in front of Rong Ye when the man was dodging sideways.

The destructive power is amazing.

When Rong Ye took the card down, the girl was gone.

Rong Ye went upstairs and saw the man standing there, turning the lost and recovered red heart nine between his fingers, and the red mole at the corner of his eye was even more bewitching.

He breathed a sigh of relief.

Just as he was about to bow his head and ask their master if he wanted to go back now, he saw that the man's fingers moved slightly, his amber pupils glowed with a faint lazy light, and his thin lips seemed to recall the fight just now with some interest.

A silver pin for a playing card.

It's obviously fair.

It's just that the little girl wants to be poisonous and suspicious, it's really a ......

The slightly hoarse gorgeous voice snorted lightly with a bit of meaning:

"Little Spirit."

Rong Wei: "......."

Rong Wei: "??? ”

......

The girl on the other side was hidden in a dark corner, squinting slightly.

The white rabbit studs on the ears flashed slightly, and it seemed that some of the unhappy playing cards were snatched away.

The girl lazily spoke:

"You've already recorded the data, and it's useless to keep it."

It's better to go back.

The person with the silver needle in his fingertips was in a sloppy posture, looking no different from an uneducated street thug, but his brows were calm.

Look at each other, where is sacred.

**

Rong Wei asked Rong Ye if he wanted to go back to the club first, and Rong Ye casually put down the nine of hearts, crossed his fingers, and his delicate eyebrows and eyes were too seductive with a kind of laziness that didn't care about anything:

"Go to the Second Courtyard of Tangcheng."

.......

When Gu Hanzhi pushed the door open, what he saw was the scene of the master, standing by the window against the light, with his left hand in his pocket, and the playing cards flying around the tips of his right fingers.

The white curtains were slightly raised, and the breeze occasionally made a faint noise, which made this room very quiet.

Rong Ye stood with his back to him, dressed in white and black pants, with a tall figure, the folds of the shirt outlined the man's thin waist, and his straight long legs were as eye-catching as ever.

Gu Hanzhi was helpless for a moment.

I thought that Rong Ye was not the master of the flower, otherwise with his figure and background, I don't know how many little girls he would harm.

The witness had been taken away and protected, so this ward was currently vacant, and Gu Hanzhi locked it to prevent someone from entering by mistake before approaching.

The tone of the man who saw the cards in his hand was slightly surprised:

"Found it?"

When Rong Ye first looked for the cards, he personally went to the garbage dump to look at it several times, but he didn't find the playing card.

This master hasn't done anything for a while, and suddenly he got the cards back?

Rong Ye didn't reply, and when he turned sideways, he lazily held the cards and flew over.

Gu Hanzhi has a good skill, so he caught it directly, not knowing what he meant: "? ”

Rong Ye opened the door lazily and left, his voice drifting in the wind:

"Hands and feet."

"Check it out."

Gu Hanzhi paused slightly, his eyes fell on the ordinary looking Nine of Hearts, and his eyes were more serious.

Rong Ye got out of the ward, but he didn't rush to leave, but washed his hands outside the toilet, looked at the people in the mirror, and his eyebrows and eyes slowly became lazy.

I'm not very old, but I have a lot of thoughts.

Small work.

Washing away all the tracking reagents on his hands, the man dried his hands before going downstairs and sitting on the red Maserati.

looked no different from the previous young master Rong who everyone knew and knew in Quantang City:

"Let's go."

Rong Wei nodded.

At the same time, the girl who had just arrived in the dormitory listened to the results of the tracking reagent reported in parallel.

There was no surprise, but the light in his eyes was still dark.

Really...... When there are interesting things, there are bound to be, interesting people.

She is looking forward to what Tangcheng is hiding, but she is looking forward to it more and more.

(Today's exam, it's changed in advance, so there is a little cutie with paw prints in the book review area, crying)