On the other end of the phone, Luo Zikai's faint voice came from the earpiece, the kind of sound source with a hint of banter and a little bit of teasing made Shen Ru's heart seem to be grabbed by an invisible black hand.

"What nonsense are you talking about," Shen Ru shook his head hard, not being provoked by the other party's psychedelic words, blocking the bathroom door, and subconsciously pulling the clothes on his body tighter, "Am I like this in your eyes......?"

I want to say it's thin, but I can't say it myself.

What the hell is wrong with me, I actually make such a ...... for a man

"Sister Shen, how can you think so," Luo Zikai's voice came from the phone, "Since you like it, what's the point of the process, as long as the result is good, you and I don't have a shallow understanding of snake people, don't you know how much snake people consume a human being together, do you really want to give up Mr. Fang Jun to that snake man?"

Yes, if I give him up to Alain, I'll hurt him! I can't hurt him!

"I can't let him be with Alain!" The impulse tore Shen Ru's nerves like a devil, "I have to save him......"

Luo Zikai smiled, "That's right, you just want to save him, that's why you made such a decision, don't you, I believe that Mr. Fang Jun is a single-minded person, if the raw rice between you is cooked rice, then he will definitely leave Miss Moran, right?" ”

"Yes...... But in this case, he may hate me for the rest of his life!"

"What can you do if you hate for a while," Luo Zikai smiled faintly, "I believe that when he knows your good intentions, he will definitely be grateful to you for saving him from the water and fire, you say that I am right?"

Right?

Shen Ru felt that there was a mess in her brain at the moment, she had always acted above board, and she would never do anything to anyone other than the snake man, but now, ......

"Sister Shen, I know that you have an answer in your heart, but some of your emotions have blinded this answer, or you yourself are unwilling to face this answer, why bother? ”

Luo Zikai was still adding fuel and vinegar to the side.

Syllable.

There was no answer, but there was already a beep hanging up on the other side of the phone.

"How's it going over there? Although he didn't get his own answer, he knew that everything was in his hands, and that silence was the best answer, reaching out, Roy took the phone, "Is there any news from the doctor's side?" ”

"According to the intelligence, they have arrived at the real yàn room. ”

"Coming soon......"

Luo Zikai muttered to himself, looked up at the bright moon hanging in the dark night sky outside the window, sighed lightly, got up and quietly turned around, and then looked up at an oil painting on the other side of the room, quietly hanging on the wall.

The woman in the painting sits on a chair, wearing a white coat, perhaps because of the painting, the skin on her face is as white as falling snow, her apricot eyes are eyebrows, her red lips are slightly upturned, and her eyes are full of pupils, exuding not fierceness and anger, but kindness and warmth.

"Young Master......"

Roy called out to Luo Zikai softly, but the other party looked at the oil painting and was fascinated, and the steps under his feet slowly walked in the direction of the scroll, and his left hand couldn't help but slowly rise, and his open fingers seemed to touch the scroll.

Maybe he was so distracted that he didn't even hear Roy's shout.

The footsteps are getting closer......