Not only did Ke Shaolong's face change, but Li Yao was extremely surprised.

The boy holding Ke Shaolong's hand was wearing a white shirt and black pants, neat and neat, with the corners of his mouth slightly raised, with a flamboyant and contemptuous arc, and unceremoniously scolded Ke Shaolong.

She was not mistaken, this boy was the boy who helped her get angry last time in Club Nine.

With a familiar voice, a familiar smile, and a cold tone, he stood beside Ke Shaolong, like a silver-white night, uninhibited and shining.

Li Yao didn't know why every time she met Ke Shaolong, a plague god, he would appear, but she was overjoyed by his appearance.

"Liao Fan, are you nosy? Last time I squatted in the bureau for 15 days, it wasn't enough. Want to come back today? After Ke Shaolong's face stiffened, he immediately returned to normal, his hand was held, but he didn't want to lose to Liao Fan.

"Brother, the last thing I'm afraid of is squatting. Isn't it 15 days? I'm even more handsome when I come out. But you, how do you feel in the hospital? I heard that your heart is dead when it's only a few centimeters away? Or do you want to play with me today? Compared with Ke Shaolong's threat, Liao Fan's tone was extremely dismissive.

But when these words fell into Li Yao's ears, they could only be described as shocked. After she left the No. 9 Club, she called Binglu, Binglu said that it was okay, nothing happened, and warned her not to look for her, and later when she was looking for Binglu, Binglu's phone was turned off. Li Yao thought it was really fine, but she didn't expect that so many things happened later, Ke Shaolong stayed in the hospital for half a month, and this boy named Liao Fan stayed in the detention center for 15 days because of her, all of this was obviously caused by her, but in the end she was completely fine.

There was no need for her to participate in such a consequence, Li Yao didn't know whether to be happy or more worried, she only felt extremely uneasy at the moment.

Liao Fan's words made Ke Shaolong turn blue and white, the last time Liao Fan was deeply stabbed, his sternum was injured, and now he is still bandaged with a white cloth in his clothes. In Ke Shaolong's view, Liao Fan is simply an outlaw. The hard qi that had just stood up gradually came down, and his voice weakened several arcs, "Liao Fan, you have a kind!" ”

Liao Fan raised his eyebrows, raised his voice, and said, "Of course there is!" Hundreds of millions can be made at a time. Or, you don't? ”

"You!"

"Really?" Liao Fan didn't spare him and continued to ask. Liao Fan's face is fair and handsome, he doesn't look very old, and if you look closely, you can see the youth and brightness on his face.

Therefore, it was obviously a tense atmosphere, but it was Liao Fan's words that made people laugh.

"You him. Mom didn't! Ke Shaolong immediately scolded, he was angry, and he didn't seem to want to continue to entangle with Liao Fan. Wrap it up and say, "You let me go." I still have to go to dinner. ”

"You poured the waiter's corn juice and went to eat like this? What about apologies? What about compensation? Liao Fan didn't want him to leave so easily.

"Liao Fan, you don't want to get an inch!" Ke Shaolong squinted his eyes and said. He Ke Shaolong has never apologized to others since he was a child. I didn't apologize to a waiter.

"I've always liked to inch in! Given two options, first, apologize, and second, pour ten cups of cornjuice over your head. ”