Chapter 213: The air is oppressive and dull

The little face with a big slap has lost the appearance of the coquettish denial and laughter and scolding in the past, silent and cold, she looked at him in her brown eyes, there was no temperature in her eyes, and her red lips said words that made his heart tighter and more painful,

"Bo Choyan, let's break up."

Bo Choyan, let's break up.

The man looked at her delicate little face, pale and repeated, his deep eyes staring at her pursed lips.

"This kind of thing in love, how can you have wishful thinking, just a hot head, you can't fall in love, falling in love with you, too tired, and life-threatening, it's too cost-effective." The little woman didn't seem to see the man's increasingly cold eyes, and said to herself.

The man's thin lips were pursed, and the woman's hand was held a little harder, until she finished speaking, and he didn't spit out a word, his gaze withdrew from the little woman's delicate and tender little face, and he walked down the stairs until he turned out of the screening room, put the woman in the passenger seat belt fastening, and he didn't say a word.

Along the way, the car drove fast.

The atmosphere in the car dropped to freezing point, and at night, he glanced at Bo Qiyan's hand holding the steering wheel, and silently turned his head to look out the window.

The man didn't seem to want to speak, and the little woman was silent, watching the scenery change outside the car window, until she drove out of the city, and then realized that something was wrong at night.

If you don't go back to the hospital and don't go to the hotel, then, where is this?

Soon, security opened the barricades, and the black Maybach drove into the manor, empty.

At night, I looked at the castle-like buildings that appeared in front of me, and my heart slowly sank, and I was very depressed.

She lowered her eyes, her good-looking brows furrowed.

Although she doesn't know much about the Bo family, she also knows that the foundation of the Bo family is not in Tongcheng, but when she sees the current Bo family manor, she is a little worried at night, and she will meet people she doesn't want to see here.

The black Maybach drove into the garage barely slowing down, a shrill screech that left ruts on the ground.

Because of inertia, her body rushed hard and was pulled by the seat belt, and she frowned.

Bo Qiyan unbuckled her seat belt, drove the door expressionlessly, turned around and walked to the co-pilot, leaned over to open her seat belt, carried the person out horizontally, and walked into the elevator.

At night, he looked up at the man's resolute chin, and his handsome face was cold.

She lowered her face again.

A breakup seemed to annoy him.

This time, he didn't even discuss it, so he took her into the Bo family manor.

Soon, the little woman was carried out of the elevator and directly into the third floor, through the lobby, and into the hallway.

The castle-like villa was empty, and the air was oppressive and dreary.

At night, she was gently placed on the black and white frigidity quilt, and she frowned and looked at Bo Qiyan, her face was cold, "Bo Qiyan, what do you mean?" ”

The man's expression did not change, he still looked expressionless, but when he put down the little woman, his movements were very light.

He got up and stood on the edge of the bed, his face was extremely light, and he looked at the little woman sitting on the bed condescendingly for a while, for a long time, lowered his eyes, and did not look at her, "You can rest first." ”

With that, he turned and walked to the bathroom.

The black back is gloomy and lonely, as if it is about to be weathered in silence.

Yezi looked at him sideways, his heart suffocated, and he turned his face back in a panic and bit his lower lip.

There was no rage, not even mockery, not even resentment.

She glanced at the bathroom, where the shower rattled.