Shi Tingbai covered his head with one hand, supported the mattress with the other, sat up from the bed, he touched the back of his head, and found that there was a big bag behind him, and there was a sharp pain when he touched it, but you can imagine how serious it was, and he almost didn't get a concussion.

". This dead woman, what kind of hatred and what kind of grudge? ”

He cursed and muttered.

Naturally, he remembered the scene very clearly, and before he finished speaking, he was directly knocked down by Jiang Ruan with a stick.

From childhood to adulthood, most of the losses he suffered were because of Jiang Ruan.

Including having a relationship with that sassy man.

Suddenly thinking of Lu Yiyu, Shi Tingbai's expression suddenly froze.

He slowly looked up at his surroundings, and a lot of ambiguous scenes flashed in his mind, almost all of which happened in this space, and he even thought he was dreaming.

It's not ...... An apartment in Lu Yiyu?

After coming to such a conclusion, he jumped up from the bed violently, but because of the beating of the stick, his head was still a little dizzy, so excited, there was no balance under his feet, and he fell directly on the wooden floor, making a dull sound.

Shi Tingbai lay on the ground for a while.

I couldn't help but grit my teeth and cursed secretly: "Fuck ......"

How many lifetimes has he been in the past?

I sat up from the ground with my head covered, and sat there cross-legged, feeling that my life was gloomy.

Just as he was thinking, the door in front of him suddenly opened.

With his gaze, he could see the man's long legs in light gray slacks, the waistband still hanging in the middle.

Some outlines are faintly outlined.

His movements froze.

The man was already walking towards him, his pace slow.

A low, ruffian voice sounded overhead: "Still dizzy? ”

As he spoke, the man reached out and touched the wound on the back of his head.

Shi Tingbai pushed him violently as if he had been electrocuted.

As a result, I felt hot and tactile muscles.

He looked up.

Sure enough, I saw the upper body of the light luo.

His face stinked: "Get out!" ”

As he spoke, he got up and grabbed his coat to leave.

Before he could take a few steps, he was forcibly restrained by a strong hand.

"It's raining, where are you going?"

"You want to care?" He moistened his throat, his voice a little choked, slightly bitter.

Lu Yiyu ignored his little emotion, glanced at him with slanted black eyes, twisted his wrist and forcibly dragged him out, his movements were extremely strong and unreasonable, and he didn't give people any chance to choose at all: "Go outside and drink porridge." ”

"Are you sick?"

Shi Tingbai kicked over.

Lu Yiyu didn't dodge or dodge.

I was kicked hard.

None of their brows furrowed.

On the contrary, it made Shi Tingbai's heart tighten.

He only felt that the oppression in this space was so great that he couldn't breathe, after all, everything happened here, and now that the two of them had made a fuss like this, and letting him stay here was more like a kind of Ling Chi execution for him.

"Lao Tzu is sick, so I love to be a dead kid like you, otherwise you will beat me to death? Kill me, and I'll leave you alone. ”

Lu Yiyu looked back at him.

The eyes are cold.

The ruffian energy in his body has dissipated a lot, revealing the calm and solemn appearance that a 30-year-old man should have, which is actually a little breathtaking.

He said so.

Shi Tingbai suddenly remembered.

At the airport, he really almost killed this guy.

This stupid man would really indulge him and kill him.

He even doubted that if he said he wanted him to die now, he would really die.