"Why?" His fingertips were burned by the cigarette that had been burned, and he came out of that quiet beauty, his eyes barren and lonely, as calm as Tan Stagnant Water.

"If you save me, I'm not afraid." He may be a bad guy to others, a murderer and arsonist.

But here in her Chen Xiaoruan, she is her hero.

He saved her, when she had no hope.

Song Zhengyang laughed suddenly, pulling the corners of his lips, with mockery in his eyes, he threw the cigarette in his hand on the ground on the side, and his body trembled with laughter.

"I'm not saving you, I'm trying to kill someone, understand?"

"If I'm in a bad mood, I'll kill you, you know?" There was no trace of joke in his eyes, and there was a cold killing intent in those slender eyebrows.

But the more he did this, the more sad Chen Xiaoruan felt.

How many things should such a man have gone through to become what he is today?

She reached out and grabbed his waist unexpectedly, not letting go, tightly.

Song Zhengyang...... Don't be upset......"

Song Zhengyang's body stiffened for a moment, and then relaxed, and an out-of-tune mockery sounded above the girl's head: "What? Want to get into my bed? Be my woman? ”

The girl shook her head, hiding only a little bit of red in her hair.

Song Zhengyang stretched out his hand to push the person away, Chen Xiaoruan was pushed to the waist, tears poured out at once, she gritted her teeth and didn't say a word.

Song Zhengyang looked at those tearful eyes, a little irritable, and kicked the trash can.

"Clean up this place, when I come out, if you don't clean it, I'll kill you." Not kidding, he turned and went into his room.

Chen Xiaoruan wiped away her tears, took a deep breath, and tidied up her room.

His territory wasn't dirty, just a little weird about the furnishings of something.

For example, he will set a table next to the door......

There will be two chairs next to the window......

In the place where the dishes and chopsticks should be placed, two books will be placed.

A lot of things here are messed upside down.

Chen Xiaoruan looked at these things and moved a little.

Half an hour later, Song Zhengyang came out with a change of clothes, a black sweatshirt, black trousers, the pair of Martin boots on his feet, and a knife in his hand.

His eyes fell on the furnishings outside, and his brows furrowed slightly.

The original furniture moved a little bit, but the difference is that it is not messy.

The chair was still there, but Chen Xiaoruan put a vase on it.

The book was still in the bowl, but she blocked it with a penetrating compartment.

Everything was fine, and it didn't mess up his sorting.

Chen Xiaoruan was a little nervous, afraid that he would be unhappy.

"Why don't you re-swing?" Song Zhengyang sat down on the sofa next to him.

He took an apple and peeled it slowly with a knife.

"You asked me to clean it, I didn't say re-arrange, and it's good like this." She smiled sheepishly.

Although he was a little strange, but ...... She's still okay with it.

Song Zhengyang glanced at her, threw the apple peel in his hand into the trash, and handed the apple to her: "Eat it." ”

Chen Xiaoruan didn't hesitate, he took it directly, took a bite, his stomach hadn't eaten for a long time, and he was a little hungry.

Song Zhengyang stared at her eating, and there was a strange feeling in his eyes.

I happily laid out the end of my death, but I met my salvation halfway through, but I couldn't stop.