He Lan sat there quietly, her good cultivation in her previous life made her try to suppress the anger in her chest, but she pinched the knuckles of her wine glass, slightly white.

Next door, it's very lively.

Raise a glass and drink to quit drinking, the woman's eyes are shining, and her eyes seem to reflect the snow outside the restaurant, and the stars are dotted, but there is a biting cold wind.

There was a buzzing voice in his head, his heart was beating fast, reason and impulse were at war, and his face changed from cold at the beginning, to a smile but not a smile, and then from a smile to a bright smile at the moment.

The woman sat by the window, and the gap in the window could only capture her green and jade hands, elegant manners, and a comfortable posture of drinking, sitting there, lazy and flamboyant.

The coldness between his eyebrows has receded at some point, and he has crossed a touch of arrogance and coldness.

She took out the delicate mirror from her cuffs, and her face was reflected in the mirror, very beautiful, beautiful and flawless, but there seemed to be a bottomless darkness in those eyes.

She asked, "Where?"

Wait for the handwriting to disappear from the mirror.

Just a glass of wine was in the stomach, and the mirror was warmed up.

- I was discussing things with others, but I ate dinner on time?

The corners of He Lan's mouth hooked slightly, and he wrote words on the mirror.

- Well, after eating, what are you discussing? Are there too many people? Don't drink too much alcohol when you're crowded, and don't forget what happened last time.

After this sentence disappeared, He Lan waited for a long time before coming back.

- I'm discussing the matter of the Quartet's coming to congratulate, don't drink, you don't have to worry, I'll go back soon.

He Lan looked at that line of words with a smile, his heart churned uncomfortably, and the hand holding the delicate mirror made a creaking sound.

She tried her best to endure it, and she was afraid that she would be prone to do something out of the ordinary when her anger came up.

Although her past has honed her temperament very well, she is calm and composed enough when she encounters anything, but ......

But as soon as she thought that there was Lonely Yao next door, and Silent Yao was probably with Fan Yiyao, all her calmness and composure flew away in an instant.

It was like a fire burning in her chest, and a breath of air went from her abdomen to her heart, and finally stayed in her head, destroying her reason little by little.

Her deep, gloomy eyes stared at the person in the mirror, and the fingers holding the mirror were bloody, and the blood slid down the mirror, like a hideous scar across her face.

Extraordinarily scary, weird!

He Lan exhaled a breath of turbidity, put down the exquisite mirror indifferently, listened carefully to the laughter next door, she didn't care about the wound on her hand, and took a wine glass to drink.

It is conceivable how much concentration she used to suppress the anger and murderous intent in her heart!

Two pots of wine, slowly bottoming out.

Her cheeks were crimson, her eyes were calm and unfamiliar, and the bloodthirsty murderous aura hidden in the abyss poured out little by little along her body.

He Lan put down the wine glass and got up slowly, her head was a little dizzy, and her breathing was a little short, I don't know if it was because of the wine or the reason for the anger, she walked out of the room with steady steps.

After taking a few steps to the left, the hilarious laughter inside immediately entered her ears, like a soft finger, slowly disintegrating the reason she had worked so hard to build.

Her eyes were half-drooping, her long eyelashes moved slightly, and her thin lips slowly hooked up a bewitching arc, and the little two who looked at the past unconsciously bypassed the guests.

Those people walked by with their heads bowed, silently saying in their hearts: You can't see me, you can't see me......

What's wrong with Princess Helan, why are her eyes so terrifying!

"Squeak-"

The door of the next wing room was suddenly pushed open, and the figure of the woman suddenly fell into everyone's eyes.

In the wings, there was a moment of dead silence.

And He Lan's gaze fluttered on a man and a woman sitting side by side.

When Silent Yao saw her, his heart also sank instantly.