Han Yue leaned against the wall a few steps away from Gu Zhixia, bowed his head silently, held the cigarette between his fingers, and puffed heavily on the smoke.

He undoubtedly listened to the sentence behind Gu Zhixia just now, saying that he was going to call Jiang Wanfeng back.

His lips were lightly hooked, but his eyes were cold and terrifying.

However, Gu Zhixia hadn't noticed it yet.

Jiang Wanfeng said a few more words casually over there, and she was still responding to the boy: "Well, yes, it's not too late, I'll go back in a while......"

Scold.

Is this reporting?

Behind her, the young man narrowed his eyes and pursed his lips coldly in the thin smoke around him.

There was a faint yellow light above his head.

A faint circle of light is reflected on the top of the boy's black hair, forming a golden warmth. But the boy's temperament is too cold, Rao is under the lamp, and the surroundings are also cold, like the sea before the storm, silent and dangerous.

He silently smoked half of the cigarette, then straightened up and twisted the half of the cigarette heavily on the top of the trash can.

The hand with distinct joints, because of the force, you can even see clear pale cyan veins.

After twisting, he suddenly turned around, stepped away from his long legs, and walked towards the corner where the girl was.

Gu Zhixia was already about to say goodbye to Jiang Wanfeng, and then hung up the phone.

But who knows, when she was listening to Jiang Wanfeng's words, the hand holding the phone was suddenly grabbed by someone, and then she turned her whole person around and pressed against the wall!

"Ahh Gu Zhixia was caught off guard and was taken aback.

looked at the angry boy in front of him in shock.

A young man with profound facial features, a pair of black eyes, and his gaze locked on Gu Zhixia.

If the usual boyish temperament is enough to be unruly and dangerous, then now, it is almost even more wild and gloomy.

The black pupils, even deeper like ink, can devour everything.

"Ahh

Gu Zhixia's eyes widened blankly.

And on the phone in his hand, Jiang Wanfeng's somewhat worried voice was still coming, "Gu Zhixia?!"

"What's wrong with you?" Jiang Wanfeng was originally sitting on the sofa, but now, because of the girl's exclamation, she sat up straight nervously.

But there was no response for a long time, and only the sound of rustling could be heard.

This way.

Gu Zhixia looked at the boy in a daze, and before he wanted to say anything, Han Yue's gloomy handsome face was already closer to her, and he said in a cold voice: "Hang up the phone!"

He commanded forcefully.

The tone was all cold, and what fell on Gu Zhixia's face was the smell of wine on him.

and a faint tobacco flavor.

What a drunken mania this guy is.

Gu Zhixia was confused by him.

"You ......"

She couldn't help but frown, and was about to ask aloud.

I saw the boy's heroic eyebrows and eyes, as if they were all sad, obviously his posture was still strong and domineering, but his voice was hoarse, "Obedient, hang up, huh?"

The low voice seems to be full of grievances and sadness.

Gu Zhixia's eyelashes trembled, what else could he do, he could only respond: "You, don't be like this, I'll just hang up......"

Gu Zhixia couldn't stand his expression, he felt even more uncomfortable than crying, regardless of Jiang Wanfeng's doubts, he simply said that he was fine, and hung up the phone in a hurry.

"What's wrong with you?"

Gu Zhixia took the phone off his ear, and his porcelain white face was full of worry.

She knew he was drunk, but she didn't get drunk for some reason, right?

So the tone of his voice was soft, and he didn't dare to ask her why he let him hang up the phone.