The corners of Fu Lingjun's eyes twitched, and his gaze unconsciously drifted on the comer's body.

It's not ...... Is Su Xi dying this dead woman?

How did she end up here? At this time, a big question mark appeared in Fu Lingjun's mind.

His somewhat puzzled gaze slowly fell on Brother Chen in front of him, and there were faint particles shining in his narrow phoenix eyes.

Did Brother Chen tell Su Xiran?

But it doesn't look like it.

Because Pei Zhichen did not show any emotional fluctuations in Su Xiran's arrival, whether it was his eyes or his movements.

It doesn't seem to be Brother Chen, so how does this woman know? Fu Ling unconsciously set his eyes on Su Xiran's body, moving with her big golden waves.

His mind rippled a little because of her arrival.

However, the latter seemed to have ignored him at all, or directly ignored Fu Lingjun.

It's just that Fu Lingjun didn't care, his eyes lingered on that delicate figure, and he never left.

"Shallow, shallow?" Su Xiran squeezed to the front.

At this time, Pei Zhichen finally came back to his senses, and he slowly fell on Su Xiran's body, his eyes were full of regret and despair. That kind of profundity, like a deep pool without a single ripple mark, is frighteningly cold.

It's like lifeless, like death.

Su Xiran was also taken aback by such a gaze, she swallowed a mouthful of saliva and took a step back with some fear.

However, out of sincere concern for Pei Shangqian, she still opened her mouth, "Pei Zhichen, what about shallowness?" "Now is not the time to worry about the problem of losing face, Pei Shangqian's safety is the most important.

Pei Zhichen stared at her until her scalp was hairy, and she didn't reply.

Su Xiran raised her head, and the dazzling red was engraved in her somewhat amber eyes, which was particularly conspicuous.

"Inside." Pei Zhichen finally spoke, his tone was quite helpless, and there was remorse.

"Inside? What's going on? How could someone who was fine a few days ago suddenly become like this? After saying that, Su Xiran's tone was already excited to the extreme, and the sharp voice resounded throughout the corridor, very harsh.

Pei Zhichen's eyebrows furrowed, and a thin crushed ice slowly condensed in his eyes.

This woman is so noisy.

It also made him a little upset.

Seeing that Pei Zhichen didn't respond at all, Su Xiran was not angry. What you are afraid of or not, I have forgotten everything at the moment, and I questioned.

"Pei Zhichen, what do I ask you? What do you look like now, retreating? Is it a man? ”

"Don't make a noise." Pei Zhichen suddenly spoke, his eyes full of danger, more of a warning.

He can usually tolerate Su Xiran's noise, but at this time, he hopes that he can be quiet alone.

"Pei Zhichen, Pei Shangqian had an accident at your hands, and you still blame me now?" Su Xiran looked at Pei Zhichen, and he was really angry.

Pei Zhichen was upset by Su Xi's dyeing, and spoke directly, "Fu Lingjun." Take your woman with you. ”

By the end of the words, it had been suppressed to the extreme.

He already gave Fu Ling Jun a lot of face.

Usually, this kind of woman, he directly asks people to throw it out.

"Pei Zhichen!" Su Xiran shouted angrily.

But in the next second, he was held by a pair of cold hands.

She paused suddenly, and turned back.