Su Jiuge fell into a nightmare.

"Ahh

It was beautiful in both directions, and the embarrassed pair of eyes were red and swollen, bloodshot all over.

Rong Xun's heart shook and touched her eyes: "You cried all night?!"

Su Jiuge was stunned and did not react.

She was like a robot that couldn't perceive everything around her, and she was stupefied.

"Xiao Jiu, speak!" Rong Xun pinched the woman's face.

The pain brought back the woman's mind, she looked at the man stiffly, and her voice was blank: "I cried?"

Tears are still falling like a babbling stream.

Su Jiuge raised his hand and wiped the water on his face.

How she cried, why she didn't know.

"What did you dream about?" Rong Xun frowned and asked.

What did she dream about?

Su Jiuge hugged his head in pain.

She dreamed that Kiyoran was tortured to death, and she dreamed that Kiyoran blamed her for not saving her.

Su Jiuge glanced at the man and no longer looked at the man, his voice was naturally weak: "It's none of your business."

After a whole night of depression, the man's emotions are not perfectly hidden by restraint, and the woman's words provoked the fire in his heart again, and the dark blue flame was burning: "Are you going to make trouble with me to the end?"

Su Jiuge's eyes were very red, but there was a mockery in them, and he didn't feel cold: "Mr. Chief, I really don't know what you mean."

A touch of astringency swelled in Rong Xun's eyes, his Adam's apple rolled, and his voice was hoarse: "Su Jiuge." He called the woman's name, but couldn't say a word.

Explanations or refutations, all of them are no more.

Such Su Jiuge, even when the two first met, she was not so indifferent.

"Mr. Chief, if you have nothing to say, let me go." Su Jiuge said indifferently.

She called him Mr. Chief, not Mr. Chief.

Rong Xun's thin lips pursed, and he didn't say a word for a long time.

Su Jiuge got up from the bed.

I forgot to close the curtains last night, and I could clearly see the sunlight outside, and the transparent light was shining brightly, shining on the woman's body, as if transparent.

"My Xiaojiu is really a woman who can afford to let go." Behind him came the man's sharp taunt, and the sneering voice carried a thick yin owl.

Su Jiuge's heart suddenly ached.

If she could pick it up and put it down, she wouldn't be so sad as if she was about to die.

She was just scared that her clear dye was not going through some pain somewhere else that she couldn't imagine.

But this man, the man she loved, lit a fire on the wood she feared.

"Miss Wener, you're late for today's practice." Aice quipped with a laugh.

Su Jiuge apologized apologetically.

There are some things, since you have agreed, even if you are in a bad mood, it will not be affected.

"Miss Su doesn't seem to be in a good mood." An elegant voice came, followed by the sound of leather shoes.

It's Morinson.

"Is Mr. Mo also one of the invited guests?" Su Jiuge glanced at him lightly.

Her eyes were still red, and she knew she had been crying for a long time when she looked at it.

"Our company has cooperated with Li head office, and this big show is co-founded by both of us." Mo Lin explained deeply.

"Oh." Su Jiuge was not emotional.

"Aice, you go down first." Mo Lin said deeply, he looked at Su Jiuge, and there was a happy smile on his lips: "The catwalk, not only to please men, but also to arouse the envy of women, Aice is a qualified teacher, but she stands in the position of men, how can I teach you?"

Su Jiuge looked at Mo Linshen, and most of her heart was unwilling, but Mo Linshen had a gentle attitude and a cooperative relationship, so she was not easy to refuse.