Wen Ran really wanted to say: Who cares about me in his heart!

But he hasn't forgotten his identity as Romanlov's little lover.

Jia Zheng is a rotten person, but he can't look down on people.

If you can't use force, you will start to punish your heart.

Fortunately, she didn't have much idea about Romanov, otherwise she would have been provoked by him.

She took a deep breath, wasn't she angry?

It's okay to bow down and be small in front of the man who holds the power of her life and death, why should you endure it in front of a second ancestor like you?

She definitely doesn't grieve her mammary glands and thyroid.

Wen Ran smiled slightly: "What's the matter with you?" Are you a roundworm in his stomach? Also know who he likes? And when it comes to falling in love, I don't choose my dear, do I choose you? Choose you to be in bad shape, ugly and rotten?! ”

She said the most cursing thing she could think of.

Seeing Jia Zheng's angry pale face, his heart felt a lot more comfortable.

Wen Ran's momentum was compelling, but in fact, his little heart was beating wildly, and his eyes were always aimed at the staircase.

She also saw that Chi Na had not left, so she dared to be so rampant.

Dad said, don't cause trouble, but don't be afraid of things!

Anyway, Jia Zheng hates her to death, and he is not afraid of this more!

Some people won't be grateful for your concessions, they'll just get an inch!

Thinking like this, Wen Ran took out a full momentum: "Get out of the way, it's the wine that my dear asked me to take, it's delaying, and it's not good to be careful of your hamstrings." ”

Jia Zhengqi's lips were trembling, and he wanted to make a move, but he couldn't use his strength with both hands at all.

He unconsciously glanced at the half-hidden door to the rooftop.

His eyes fell on the bottle of wine in Wen Ran's arms again.

The pain in his wrist reminded him to be sensible.

Grandpa said, let him endure until the Romanov leaves, and he will deal with the rest.

At this time, there can be no more conflicts with the Romanovs.

Thinking so, he was extremely unwilling to give way to the side.

Wen Ran seemed calm, but in fact, he was engrossed and wary of his sudden attack.

The moment she crossed the threshold and closed the door, she hurriedly closed the door.

Leaning against the door and breathing a sigh of relief, I realized that the hand holding the bottle was shaking.

Luckily, I scared him.

After easing his mood, Wen Ran's shoulders fell again.

Jia Zheng is just a small trouble, and now the big trouble is...... How is she going to make men happy.

Wen Ran held the wine bottle and glanced around.

The rooftop is small, covered with soft carpets, with only two deck chairs and a large umbrella.

But when I looked around, I didn't see a man.

Wen Ran called softly unsurely: "Romanov? ”

"Click-click!" A faint blue flame ignited in the corner of the wall, and Wen Ran looked sideways.

I could only vaguely see a person leaning against the corner.

Judging by his height, he should be Romanov, but he didn't speak, and Wen Ran was a little afraid of recognizing the wrong person.

The right foot quietly took a half step back, ready to open the door and rush down at any time.

I could feel the man tilting his head sideways, and the moment he lit the cigarette, the searchlight not far away turned around.

Stretch the man's shadow little by little, and wait for the huge shadow to appear on the wall.

Wen Ran saw the corner of the bathrobe and the big bandaged hand hanging at his side, and then relaxed his body that was as tense as a bow and arrow.

It's him.

"I brought you wine."

The little girl's voice is very good, because she has just cried, it is not as crisp and sweet as usual, and it is a little hoarse, and the hearts of people who are soft and glutinous are soft.

Zhou Qixiao glanced down at the cigarette butts scattered all over the ground.

He looked sideways at the small figure standing there.

That cautious look, is it worried that he will be sad and sad?

But he didn't feel anything uncomfortable about him.

Death is a rarity for people like him.

For as long as he can remember, people have died around him.

Those who know do not know, those who have a good relationship have a bad relationship.

He felt like he might be missing something.

He doesn't understand the emotions of pain and sorrow, and maybe a person like him who crawls out of the gutter and is still alive doesn't deserve to have too complex emotions.

Zhou Qixiao suddenly remembered that the little girl didn't just die of her father.

But in addition to crying once at the beginning, she is not also alive.

Perhaps, she is the same as herself.

The exterior is wrapped in delicate human skin, but the inside is pickled.

Wen Ran could feel that the man was looking at her with the light of the cigarette butt, and she took two steps forward tentatively.

"Do you want to drink?"

"Heh, you want to comfort me while I'm sad?" The man sneered, and his attitude was as casual and casual as ever, even mocking.

The man has seen through her careful thinking, people are in a good mood, and if you are clever, the other party may have fun and don't care.

Get up on the wrong side of the bed...... That might be digging your own grave.

So Wen Ran didn't pretend to be smart, and planned to play the sincere card.

She nodded obediently and said the typed abdominal draft: "I either cried on purpose at that time, or I was a little scared, and I shed tears physiologically." I was afraid that you would get angry and throw me down, so I came to you to explain, and then I learned about the death of Queen Palai......"

Wen Ran didn't mention China, but changed his words, "I heard from the people in the bar that you have a good relationship with Queen Palai, thinking that you will not be too sad, so I brought a bottle of wine over, I don't know if you need it?" If I don't need to, I'll go down now. ”

When the man heard this, he suddenly propped himself up and walked out of the dead end in two steps.

He didn't speak, and reached out to take the wine bottle that Wen Ran was holding.

Glance at it.

The brand he used to drink seemed to be what China had told her.

What this little thing said earlier was quite sincere, but it didn't mention China at all, this is protecting her?

Wen Ran realized that it was not good as soon as he saw that the man had deliberately glanced at the wine bottle, and immediately added: "Sister China is also worried about you!" ”

"Whew!" Zhou Qixiao tilted his head lazily, smiling heavily, ambiguous and hoarse.

But Wen Ran just felt that his mood was wrong.

"Wen Ran, your dad didn't just die, aren't you also alive, why do you think I need comfort?"

Wen Ran suddenly felt that his heart had been stabbed.