Glanced at by such a cold gaze, Chu Bufan was like an ice cellar, he subconsciously shook his body, and blurted out, "It's not me, big brother, it's really not me." ”

Chu Zhixing's body was extremely low, and Sen Leng Muyang, who was condensed like substance, stared directly at Chu Bufan, and spit out two words like ice and snow, "Who is it?" ”

Chu Bufan swallowed his saliva and said cautiously, "Yes, it's Chu Muyang." ”

Rumble!

The moment the words fell, there seemed to be some kind of inexplicable air flow around Chu Bufan's body that exploded, and the murderous aura condensed like substance rushed straight over, making people tremble from their souls.

Chu Bufan's body shook again, and he quietly raised his hand to wipe the cold sweat on his forehead, he was always glad in his heart, fortunately, fortunately, the anger of the eldest brother was not directed at him, just now, he felt that he would not survive tonight.

Chu Zhixing didn't speak again, but turned his gaze back to Song Liuran, who was looking up at her at this moment, with caution and apprehension in his dark and moist eyes, like a poor little beast testing his master's attitude, for fear that he would be abandoned.

"Don't be afraid," Chu Zhixing's heart softened suddenly, his voice became more and more gentle, and he reached out to hold her wrist, "Come, and then my strength slowly got out of the car." ”

Song Liuran was stunned, his eyes unconsciously looked at his face, the man lowered his head slightly, his good-looking facial features were hidden in the hazy light shadow, although he couldn't see his expression clearly, but he could hear from his voice, he didn't seem to dislike her.

The apprehension and panic in his heart were inexplicably put down, and Song Liuran stepped out of the car with his strength, quietly and obediently letting her support him.

A gust of cold wind swept by, blowing the warm skin and cooling down, but Song Liuran just stared at Chu Muyang's expressionless side face quietly, and the heat surging up in his heart dispelled all the cold.

Chu Bufan stood beside him, silently watching Chu Zhixing gently help Song Liuran into the house, with careful care, as if she was the most fragile but precious treasure in the world.

He became more and more sure in his heart that the eldest brother who had been fasting and reciting Buddha for many years really liked Song Liuran, and he was serious!

Thinking like this, Chu Bufan thought that Chu Muyang actually beat up the woman that his eldest brother cherished the most, so he admired Chu Muyang's courage more and more, and at the same time mourned for him for three minutes in his heart.

Song Liuran was helped into the villa by Chu Bufan, her head was still aching, she pursed her lips slightly, and said nothing, "Come, drink some water." ”

Chu Bufan stood in front of the sofa and gave her a glass of warm water.

Song Liuran raised his head, took it in his hand, but just held it, and didn't drink it.

"Not thirsty?" Chu Zhixing asked softly.

Song Liuran nodded, his eyes lowered, and he didn't seem to dare to look at him.

Chu Zhixing's dark eyes fluctuated slightly, and he asked softly, "Is your head uncomfortable, or go back to your room to rest." ”

Song Liuran unconsciously clenched his hands, looked sideways at the blood stains on his shoulders, and whispered, "I, my new clothes are stained by my blood." ”

"......" Chu Bufan's heart shrank, a touch of uncontrollable distress flashed in his black eyes, he looked at her fixedly, and said in a slightly hoarse voice, "Don't be afraid, there are many such clothes, not bad for this one." ”

As he spoke, he stretched out his hand, gently touched the top of her head, lowered his head slightly, and met the little girl's surprised eyes.

The four eyes were facing each other, neither of them spoke again, and a charming ambiguity gradually appeared in the air, Song Liu's face was not half bloody, and suddenly it was dyed red, and there was a kind of flattered panic in his bright eyes, and a trace of shy surprise.

Chu Zhixing looked at her silently, feeling that his heart, which had always been cold, was soft and soft.

"Let's go, I'll take you back to your room." Chu Zhixing bent down and floated Song Liuran up from the sofa.

Song Liuran stood up obediently, however, after only taking two steps, his legs suddenly became weak, and he almost knelt on the ground, Chu Zhixing's eyes were quick, and he suddenly hugged her waist and fixed her in his arms.

"Be careful." His voice was slightly muffled and magnetic, like a bell-like drum beating on his chest.

Song Liuran's whole body softened, but out of instinctive reaction, she subconsciously hugged Chu Zhixing, and by the time she reacted, her slightly red face just now was already dripping blood.

The two of them were extremely close to each other at the moment, Song Liuran's heart was beating fast like an engine, this was the first time she was so close to Chu Wushao in her sober state!

The blood flow in her body accelerated, and Song Liuran felt as if every cell was screaming, and she was half-held in her arms and slowly walked towards the guest room.

"Don't think about anything, rest well, here, you are safe." Chu Zhixing helped her to the bed and said softly.

Song Liuran just blushed, looked at him blankly, listened to his gentle advice, and nodded her head instinctively, until the slight sound of the door being closed came into her ears, she reacted in hindsight, and Wu Shao went out.

Chu Zhixing left the guest room lightly, and came to the empty living room alone, his face was gloomy and watery, his face was cold and hard, his sharp eyes were firmly fixed on the cup of boiled water on the table, and there was a dangerous light flowing in his dark pupils!

"Chu Muyang." His lips moved, and Chu Zhixing gently spit out these three words.

He picked up the car key and went out directly, the sports car with good performance ran wildly on the empty road, and after a while, he came to listen to it in front of the old mansion of the Chu family.

Mrs. Chu was a little surprised when she heard that Chu Zhixing came back, at this time, she had already slept, but when she heard the report, she still got up from the bed and came to the living room.

Sure enough, seeing Chu Zhixing sitting on the sofa, the old lady walked over and asked, "What's the matter, is it urgent to come back so late?" ”

Chu Zhixing stood up and looked at his grandmother, his expression was indifferent and relaxed, and his face was not half gloomy, "There is indeed an emergency, and this matter is what Chu Muyang has always wanted." ”

The old lady was stunned for a moment, and said unhurriedly while listening to Chu Zhixing, "Grandma, Song Liulan now has the blood and blood of the Chu family, I think that the marriage date between her and Chu Muyang still has to be set, what do you think?" ”

"You, haven't you always been against it? How could it be ......" The old lady looked puzzled, as if she didn't believe that he had come so late to talk about it.

"Grandma, in the final analysis, Chu Muyang and I are only equals, the matter of marriage, the order of our parents, there is an eldest uncle and a great aunt, and I don't have the right to speak, right?"

Old Lady Chu's brows furrowed more and more, and she carefully looked at her eldest grandson who was in a strange state today, but found that his whole person was very calm, as calm as usual.

"You are the grandson of the Chu family, and you are the best young man in the Chu family, why don't you have the right to speak?"