I don't know how long time passed, An Qin gradually noticed that her strength was passing little by little, and just when she was about to fall to the ground, a big hand around her waist took her into her arms.

Leng Qianchen withdrew his fangs, helped her to the side of the sofa, and placed her on the sofa.

This is the second time that Anqin has been so gentle, and the last time she was gentle was in the cinema, although it was only for a short moment.

It also gave her a sense of satisfaction, but it didn't make her satisfied, she wanted more, more.

Leng Qianchen saw that she was sitting firmly, and asked her, "Is there something?" ”

An Qin nodded in his voice, "Next weekend is my birthday, and I want to invite you to..."

"Oh, will Mu Mu go too?"

“… Well, it's coming, that's... Are you coming? ”

Leng Qianchen thought for a moment, bent down and sat beside her, glancing out the window without expression. "Go ahead then, and send me the address."

An Qin found that he had become much gentler now, and since he finished chatting with Mu Mu, he didn't seem to have that impetuousness.

Leng Qianchen retracted his gaze, took out an invitation letter from his trouser pocket and handed it to her, "At the end of next month, Young Master Ben will hold a grand ceremony of the blood clan, and this is your invitation."

I'm sure you haven't forgotten what I said to you last time, this game is really not fun without you. ”

An Qin's fingers pinching the invitation couldn't help but tremble, looked at him nervously, and asked, "... What kind of game is it...? ”

"You'll know when the time comes, if it's okay, you can go back first." Leng Qianchen gave the order to evict the guests when he stood up.

An Qin stood up with a handrail, suddenly dizzy when her eyes looked at things, and then fell backwards with her center of gravity unsteadily.

Leng Qianchen subconsciously stretched out his arm to catch her, and the sudden small accident caused the two of them to get very close, and almost at the same time, the faces of the two people turned red together.

The four eyes are sometimes sparks, but in Leng Qianchen's opinion, the four eyes are disgusted.

He pushed her away and forced her to fall directly to the ground, and said in an indifferent tone, "You can get out." ”

An Qin didn't even know why suddenly there was a feeling of disgust and strangeness in his eyes just now, but it suddenly appeared in his expression.

She got up from the ground and patted her clothes, "Young Master Leng, I'll go back first..."

Mu Mu, Mu Mu, it's all Mu Mu!

Young Master Leng, why don't you want to look at me!

Angén covered her mouth to keep herself quiet while gradually moving away from his position.

Her emaciated figure was imprinted in Leng Qianchen's eyes, and a trace of distress flashed inexplicably in his eyes, and he suddenly found that this girl's figure was so weak.

His heart had already taken her into a moving drinking fountain, but even so, his heart suddenly felt pain......

The words 'what is like' came back to his mind, repeated over and over again.

Leng Qianchen raised his legs and walked to the position of the floor-to-ceiling window, glanced at the back of her departing walking on the beach, and sighed deeply.

Which is more important, drink fountain or love? Perhaps the fountain is more important, and this fountain has nothing to do with love.

A fist slammed open the glass, he propped his hands in front of the glass, and suddenly felt that he was having some difficulty breathing, and he paced to the coffee table with difficulty.

took out the golden blood that had been stored before and drank it, and he sat on the sofa for a long time.