She opened her mouth to shout, but she couldn't utter half a word, and could only watch as she was completely drowned by the dazzling blood.

As soon as the camera turned, she stood helplessly in the endless white world, blood flowing down her thighs like a babbling stream, and she watched her body slowly become transparent.

Oh! That's my blood! She thought lightly, the whole person seemed to have sunk in the depths of the Dead Sea for thousands of years, and had already turned into a corpse without any sense, and had lost any sense.

Jiang Ai opened his eyes blankly, and there was silence all around, and a pair of beautiful big eyes stayed on the ceiling without any focus.

I don't know how long it took, the warmth hit, she moved her fingers, blinked, and her thoughts slowly converged.

She remembered, she saw Bo Shuyan talking about her father on TV, and hurried back to Yucheng, she contacted someone she knew before, and the one who answered the phone said that he was not easy to mess with, and he couldn't help, and the others didn't even answer the phone.

She was so anxious that she couldn't do it, but she didn't have the slightest way, and somehow the whole person was like a robot that suddenly lost power, and when it was dark in front of her, she lost consciousness.

When she woke up again, she found herself sitting on the edge of Bo Shuyan's bed, the saber in her hand against his neck.

"Awake?" The man looked at her condescendingly, and there was a sparkling sea hidden in his blue eyes, which was extremely charming.

It's a thin book! Brain bang!

Jiang Ai was like a compressed spring, rubbing up, and the top of his head hit the man's chin.

She forcibly held back the tears that came out of her eyes, and she didn't care about the pain in her head, jumped out of bed, glanced down at the pajamas on her body, stared at Bo Shuyan as if she was facing a great enemy, and sneered: "I haven't seen you for a year, you are really on the road of being inferior to beasts and never looking back." ”

Bo Shuyan supported the bed with one hand, rubbed his chin with the other, the corners of his mouth hooked a delusional arc, and under the loose pajamas, most of his firm and sexy chest loomed, "Beasts are not as good?" Didn't you think every day that I was doing something worse than you? How? You forgot? ”

The man in front of him is a demon in the game world, the opposite of his robotic, ruthless appearance before.

Jiang Ai suddenly thought faintly, she probably really didn't know the man in front of her, even if they had been together day and night for twelve years, they still didn't know anything about him.

But he felt that it might just be because he wasn't close to him.

After calming down, her original tsunami-like anger, hatred, and dissatisfaction with him all turned into ashes, and the cruel words that had accumulated to explode her body couldn't spit out a word, and the fire in her eyes was extinguished.

Although the whole heart is still soaked in concentrated sulfuric acid, the burning pain is unbearable, but there is not the slightest wound on the surface.

He looked at her who was unresponsive, got off the bed, and walked towards her step by step, his tone was ambiguous, "You forgot that you used to hide in the bathroom and want to peek at me in the shower." ”

"Yes, I was young and ignorant at that time, so you can bear with me."

He didn't see a trace of the reaction of a nineteen-year-old girl on her face, he didn't blush, he couldn't even see a trace of shyness, just like an old man who had gone through everything calmly.

The uneasiness in his heart was pulled up fiercely, and the tenderness disappeared in an instant, and he said with an obscure expression: "Count it up, we haven't seen each other for three years." ”

Reaching out to touch her cheek, she took a step back.

Less than a week after her sixteenth birthday, he put her on a plane to study abroad, and on the night of her eighteenth birthday, he went to London to meet her.

And then, now, and her nineteenth birthday has passed.

Jiang Ai thought that his viciousness was exactly the same as before, and what he was best at was stabbing a knife in her heart.

Wasn't his fault for her departure in the first place?

She was wearing a white silk nightgown, standing in front of the glass window against the gray sky, holding her arms with both hands, her face was frosty, and her beautiful eyebrows were full of coolness, "Mr. Bo is planning to renew his old feelings with me?" I'm sorry, I don't have time or mood to talk to you. ”

She used to be like a moth willing to put out a fire for love, no matter how ruthless he refused, no matter how sad and sad she was, she would appear in front of him again.

So what about this time?

Will he be able to wait for her to come closer?

Bo Shuyan slowly walked to the black leather sofa and sat down, picked up the cigarette case on the table with his slender fingers, and skillfully took out a cigarette and lit it.

The white mist curled down, and he swept away all the complexity in his eyes, but his magnetic voice was dyed with a hint of ruffianism, "I advise you to talk to me about the old relationship, after all, we haven't settled the account of your trespass last night." ”

Jiang Ai looked at his shameless face to the extreme, and laughed angrily: "Then you will play with a knife to kill people again, let me be arrested by the police like my brother, and then use your identity to use power for personal gain, and sentence me to three years and five years, you will not do it once and for all." ”

"If you can solve it yourself, why waste police resources." He reached out and snapped the slender cigarette between his fingers.

The irritability spread in his heart, he was extremely uncomfortable with the feeling of her talking to him at the moment, and he even began to miss her last night, at least, she had feelings for herself, even if that feeling was hate.

Jiang Ai couldn't see through him again, he used to say that he was super afraid of trouble, and the things that could be handled neatly would definitely not be dragged into the mud.

And this time, what does he want to do? Or at this point today, what value does she have to keep for him?

She couldn't help but raise her eyebrows, "Then how do you want to solve it?" ”

He raised his eyes, and the cold handsome face under the black and supple was dyed with a hint of desire, "How do you solve the matter of men and women." ”

Jiang Ai only felt that a mouthful of old blood was blocked in his throat, he didn't swallow it, he didn't vomit it, and he was uncomfortable to death.

Her eyes were full of mockery, "Didn't you say before that even if the women in this world died, they wouldn't touch a finger on me." Mr. Bo's status is getting higher and higher, but people are more and more fond of breaking their promises and getting fat. ”

He was not annoyed, his eyes fell on her very naturally, and he said seriously: "At that time, you were just a yellow-haired girl, how can you compare to the beautiful and delicious now." ”

With a full forehead, a small chin, bright eyes and bright teeth, and a complexion, she is the most traditional aesthetic woman, but she is pretending to be the most uninhibited soul and full of wildness.

What's more, she has an enviable slender swan neck, a slender waist, a full upper circumference and slender legs that can't be hidden, and a height of more than seven meters, which is almost unforgettable compared to the elegance of a supermodel.

He didn't squint, and like every prodigal son, his eyes were naked and hot, and he wished he had a pair of see-through eyes to look straight inside. But it doesn't make people feel obscene and dirty, pure and affectionate.

It's fake not to be angry, but it's really not worth mentioning compared to the blood feud between them.

Jiang Ai met his eyes without dodging or dodging, and sneered: "So what? You want me to sleep with you to fend off my trespass last night? ”