In a quiet space, two women, next to the door panel, with long hair falling down, soft and lonely.

"He said I love him, do I love him?" For a long time, when Su Jiuge thought that no one had spoken, and she had been guarding, the woman in the room spoke.

Su Jiuge was stunned for a moment, and when he thought of Li Beijue saying this, he suddenly sneered and mocked, and said affirmatively: "You don't love."

"Really?" The woman said in a low voice.

"Kiyoran, we'll go out, that pervert, we'll definitely stay away." Su Jiuge said firmly.

"Get out?" At a loss, he looked down at his legs: "Jiuge, how can I go?"

Su Jiuge was stunned for a moment.

Qing Dye's words, she couldn't digest for a while, and she didn't know what it meant.

"I'll get you out, and I'll take you away when the time comes." After thinking about it, Su Jiuge said comfortingly.

"Oh." The woman's voice was as low as ever, but she didn't speak again.

The night was silent, with only faint breathing.

Su Jiuge felt the breath of Yan Qingran, and never felt that the night when he didn't sleep was even more comfortable than falling asleep.

When the belly of the fish is white, the cold is the worst.

Next to the door all night, Su Jiuge's whole body hurt terribly, especially his neck, which hurt when he moved.

"Clear dyeing." Su Jiuge knocked on the door and opened his mouth to summon.

Wrap your clothes and scarves tightly, and the cold wind is still pervasive.

Li Beijue's villa, why is there no heating, it doesn't matter if there is no heating, why is it colder than other places.

It's really unscientific.

There was no sound in the room.

"Kiyozen!" Su Jiuge slammed the door harder, and in the quiet morning, it could be listed as a noise.

Still no one answered.

Su Jiuge began to panic, disorganized, and even started to bang on the door at a loss, and his voice was still a little hoarse in the early morning, with the tiredness of not sleeping: "Qingran, are you awake?"

"Qingran, you answer me."

"Kiyoran, I'm Jiuge."

Knocking on the door harder, shouting harder, but there has been no movement.

Quietly, only her voice, as if there was only her in the whole world,

"Clear dyeing ......" Su Jiuge was so nervous that his hands were trembling, and his cold face was a few degrees white in an instant, and there was no blood.

"Xiao Jiu." The sound of footsteps came from far and near, and the man walked over with great steps.

Su Jiuge turned around and saw that in the early morning, the softer and more handsome man, his lips moved, and he couldn't say a word.

"You're here tonight all night?" Gently hugged the woman into her arms, her whole body was as cold as ice, and reprimanded in a low voice: "How old are you, the cold can't kill you."

"Where's Kiyozen?" Su Jiuge's eyes widened, looked at Rong Xun, and asked.

Rong Xun glanced at the door darkly, and his brows became tighter and tighter: "Come back with me."

"Why didn't Kiyozen ignore me?" Su Jiuge grabbed the corner of the man's clothes with both hands, his voice was very low, and he said aggrievedly, looking at him like an abandoned stray cat.

"What's wrong with you?" Rong Xun warmed the woman's hand, her body was very cold, and the cold made him worry.

"Rong Xun, you let Li Beijue open the door, he imprisoned Qing Ran, and Qing Ran was inside." At this moment, Su Jiuge was still as if she had seen a savior, looking at the man in front of her with her eyes expectantly, and hugging her gently.

The dependence in her eyes couldn't help but be revealed.

At least at this moment, Rong Xun's heart even spread a trace of pleasure, but it was dignified.