This man doesn't look like a dumb loser.

Although he only came over later, he also saw clearly what this man had done to Long Anhan.

How could such a man suffer a loss but not have a seizure?

He didn't think that this man was as jealous of his strength as everyone else......

Suddenly, as if he had thought of something, he closed his eyes and sensed it with the Xuan Ling.

However, the next moment he almost flipped the table.

Damn it!

He knew that this man would never let go so easily.

Just now, I was complacent about getting this room, and now, everything is like a slap in the face!

The man ran into Lone Bamboo's room.

In the middle of the night, lonely men and widows ......

He couldn't even think about it, resisted the urge to smash the wall in front of him with one palm, pushed open the door and walked out, then came to the door of Guzhu's room and knocked on the door.

"Who?" There was a lonely voice from inside.

Yu Jinghong said: "It's me." ”

Yu Jinghong?

A deep thought flashed in Gu Zhu's eyes, he looked at the slayer sitting opposite her, and said quietly: "Something?" ”

"Hmm." Yu Jinghong nodded and responded.

However, Gu Zhu did not welcome him in as he imagined, but said lightly: "I'm not available!" ”

Yu Jinghong: "......"

There was no sound in it, and for some reason, just the thought of her staying in this room with that strange man made him feel the urge to rush in.

Surprised by this subconscious impulse of his own, Yu Jinghong frowned, and then silently turned his head and returned to his room.

He was just interested in this person, he just felt that she was different from other people and didn't want her to be hurt.

Well, that's it.

What's more, he is not special to her, but worried. Now, in this poor and remote continent, he actually saw a person there, and that person was still entangled with such an ordinary person, he was just worried that she would be hurt and used......

Silently closed the door and lay on the bed, but could not sleep......

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Yu Jinghong's movements naturally couldn't hide the eyes of the strings, he picked up a cup of tea, took a sip slowly, and at an angle that Gu Zhu couldn't see, the corners of his lips hooked up an almost invisible smile.

“……”

Gu Zhu looked at the teacup he was holding in his hand and wanted to say something, but in the end he held back.

For this man who has repeatedly drunk tea with the teacup she has drunk, she has been speechless from the beginning of her care.

Isn't he worried about what is wrong with her?

What's more, he's so casual with anyone?

Drinking the teacup she had drunk was undoubtedly eating her saliva.

Also, it can be regarded as indirect kissing.

It was nothing to her, because she didn't touch anything from him.

But it's different for him, isn't it?

He drank from the teacup she had touched, wasn't it dirty?

Forget it, just assume that he is blind and cannot see!

Guzhu was silent for a moment, and then poured himself another cup of tea.

This time, after taking a sip, she held the teacup tightly in her hand.

She didn't believe that he could still get it.

Of course, Killer String saw her movements, and didn't say anything, and sat there drinking tea.

After a pause, Gu Zhu asked, "What did you mean by what you just said?" ”