"Don't worry about children, he's such an old man, why is he so grudgeful"

Seeing that there was no Jiang Fuxuan by his side, Ling Xiaoyuan naturally spoke boldly, which was a heartfelt complaint.

Ling Xiaoyuan was leisurely and didn't see it at all, Jiang Fuxuan on the second floor was looking down at him.

Jiang Fuxuan was furious, this hateful Ling Xiaoyuan actually said that he was an old man, very good, very good, she was dead.

Jiang Fuxuan "......, hehe, Ling Xiaoyuan, whenever you look up, you don't dare to be so arrogant."

"Lift up, look up!"

Ling Xiaoyuan was taken aback, his heart was cold, and he was still complacent.

Unexpectedly, after hearing Jiang Fuxuan's inner words, he was directly petrified.

A gust of cold wind blew, and Ling Xiaoyuan raised his head stiffly like a machine.

Ling Xiaoyuan tilted his face and looked at Jiang Fuxuan, who was staring at him.

Jiang Fuxuan snorted coldly, as if he was laughing at Ling Xiaoyuan's stupidity, he was stupid.

Ling Xiaoyuan quickly lowered his head, closed his eyes and said silently, "It's all hallucinations, it's all hallucinations, he didn't hear it, he didn't hear it"

When Ling Xiaoyuan opened his eyes again, a tall figure had already appeared in front of Ling Xiaoyuan.

Ling Xiaoyuan was simply embarrassed, his little hands trembled, and he involuntarily attached to the doorknob.

Obviously, she wanted to come to a "fast, accurate, ruthless"

"That, dear, that adjective, you, you heard?"

Ling Xiaoyuan smiled indecently, his smile was so fake, so stiff.

Jiang Fuxuan snorted coldly, his narrow eyebrows and eyes narrowed slightly, as if he was staring at his prey.

"Isn't it just an old man, not only hearing it, but hearing it clearly, and directly throwing the old words in my face."

Jiang Fuxuan's words were almost said through gritted teeth, and he wanted to tear every word into pieces.

"Hehe, you heard me wrong, that's not what I meant, I mean, it's to describe you as scheming, old vixen..."

Ling Xiaoyuan only had a wry smile on his face at this time, his own mouth is evil~

"Heh, do you have any last words?"

In addition to Jiang Fuxuan's cold timbre, there is also a bit of playfulness.

"I really want to live another 500 years"

Ling Xiaoyuan's desire to survive was full, she folded her hands and involuntarily spit out this sentence.

Ling Xiaoyuan looked at Jiang Fuxuan sincerely, like a loyal dog, staring at his master.

And Ling Xiaoyuan is the "dog's leg" who saves his life

Jiang Fuxuan faced Ling Xiaoyuan, who was greedy for life and afraid of death, grabbed Ling Xiaoyuan's collar and easily dragged Ling Xiaoyuan out.

Ling Xiaoyuan wanted to resist, but she didn't dare to resist, Ling Xiaoyuan's calves trembled with fright, although she tried to calm down, she still trembled.

Ling Xiaoyuan secretly scolded himself in his heart, "Waste, why did you become so cowardly"

The main thing is that Ling Xiaoyuan herself has found that she is becoming more and more cowardly, remembering her past self and not afraid of everything.

Jiang Fuxuan pushed Ling Xiaoyuan against the wall, and Ling Xiaoyuan clinged to the brownish-green striped wallpaper.

Jiang Fuxuan's arms are horizontal, and the brownish-green dark wallpaper highlights Jiang Fuxuan's fingers, the bones are divided into yin, slender and fair, and they are very good-looking.

Ling Xiaoyuan came back to her senses in an instant, and she realized that this was not the time to look at her hands.

"Eh, according to the development of the plot, this old dog wants to knock me?"

Ling Xiaoyuan was extremely surprised in his heart, and even his desire to survive had dropped a lot.

"This, this plot is wrong, he, how can he knock me on the wall, I'm sick?"

Ling Xiaoyuan's hand was in front of him, so that he could push the old man.

Jiang Fuxuan remained silent, tugged at his tie with the other hand, and then went to unbutton his blazer.

Jiang Fuxuan's movements are skillful and distressing, and at first glance, there is no woman to help him tie the buttons.