Gu Jinglan looked at his crazy appearance and laughed without fear of death.

Raising his glass, he frowned and smiled, "Cheers." ”

Shangguan Ling didn't even look at him, picked up the wine and drank it up.

The scarlet liquor slid into the thin lips, and the sexy throat rolled up and down.

Putting down the goblet, he came to the floor-to-ceiling window, and under his feet, there was a prosperous and bright night scene of the imperial capital.

Gu Jinglan drank until he was slightly drunk, and then he came to him with a wine glass and messy steps, "Three days later, the birthday banquet of the daughter of the Zhao family, you will attend for me." ”

"The Zhao family?" Shangguan Ling frowned slightly, "Which Zhao family?" ”

Gu Jinglan took a sip of red wine, three words lingered on the tip of his tongue, and gently spit out: "Zhao Qiuxu." ”

"Whoever provokes it, he will deal with it himself."

Shangguan Ling didn't have the habit of cleaning up the mess.

"Shangguan, do you want to see death or not?"

He didn't attend, only Shangguan Ling was the most suitable candidate for a male partner.

"I'm not interested in messy women."

Shangguan Ling glanced at him coldly, turned around and sat down on the sofa.

The slender legs are comfortably cocked.

He took out a cigarette in one hand, put it in his mouth, took out a lighter and lit it slowly.

A messy woman?

Gu Jinglan smiled, "Shangguan, isn't the little madman a messy woman?" She didn't even come from an unknown source. ”

Shangguan Ling took a deep puff of cigarette, is the little madman unknown?

It seems like yes, little madmen from the madhouse.

The corners of Shangguan Ling's lips slightly hooked a shallow arc, "I'm worried that if I attend for you, there will be no drama for you." ”

"I can't ask for it."

Gu Jinglan chuckled, "If Zhao Qiuxu can take a fancy to you, then it's the best, and it will solve a big problem for me." ”

It's just drinking, it's really boring.

Shangguan Ling proposed to go to the casino downstairs to play two games, Gu Jinglan raised his eyebrows, "That's what I mean." ”

…………

Sov had been resting in bed early.

After the high fever was cured, the body did not recover.

In her slumber, she fell into a nightmare.

In the dream, it was a field of oozing blood, scarlet and dazzling.

She crawled slowly on the ground, using every inch of her strength, crawling with difficulty towards the exit of the light.

There was a sound of footsteps behind him, as terrifying as Shura's life.

Again and again, stepping on the tip of her heart.

She panicked, subconsciously knowing that someone behind her was going to kill her.

"No, don't ......"

Su Fu was covered in cold sweat and fell into a nightmare, her hands tightly grasped the silk quilt, clenched it hard, the green tendons on the back of her hands burst out, and the bone joints were eye-catching white because of the force.

"Help!"

She screamed and sat up sharply.

Awakened from a nightmare, Sov was in a trance, not knowing what time it would be.

It took a few minutes to come to his senses.

She raised her hand and wiped the cold sweat off her forehead tremblingly, the nightgown was already wet with cold sweat, wet and sticky to her body.

Lifting the quilt and getting out of bed, she took out her new dressing gown from the closet and went into the bathroom.

Changing into a clean dressing gown, Sov stood in front of the mirror and looked at her face.

One hand slowly covered the half of the scars crisscrossing the face, which was frighteningly ugly.

Who was going to kill her?

Who ruined her face?

And who threw her in an insane asylum?

All kinds of questions flashed in her mind, she covered her head in pain, and squatted down uncomfortably.

The slender body curled up in a ball, moaning in pain on the ground.

Shangguan Ling came back, looked around the bedroom with cold eyes, and didn't see the little madman.