She is lonely

Chapter 160 Gu Cen, You Are Too Sticky 134
Lightning pierced through the thick clouds, and thunder rolled down violently.

Gu Cen didn't intend to wait for his answer. After she finished speaking, she put away her long legs, and while her blood-red robes were moving, Gu Cen's figure jumped up, grabbed the cold and sharp edge of the high platform, and calmed down. He jumped off the stone platform neatly.

"Gu Cen——" Seeing her jumping down, Lin Bianhan's expression changed slightly, but just after taking half a step, Gu Cen kicked over a banquet with a blank expression on his face, all the wine cups and porcelain bowls were knocked down. It fell from Lin Bianhan's body and rolled to his feet, where it was splashed by raindrops and shook harshly.

When Lin Bianhan raised his head with cold eyes, he saw a touch of red clothes sinking under his eyes.

Lin Bianhan rushed over quickly, followed by seeing the bright red figure swiftly turning over three steps, ignoring the height of the boat, and finally grabbed the deck railing firmly, and settled down straight, following her large There was a turmoil, and there was a dull and loud noise on the deck.

But Gu Cen didn't stop there, turned over and broke through the window on the shaking ship.

In the lingering wind, there was a very light and very faint fragrance of lily of the valley waving faintly. Lin Bianhan vaguely sensed that something was wrong, he squinted his eyes and followed all the way.

Outside the door of Gu Cen's room, there was a piece of wet water stains, and the door was also covered with a thin layer of moisture.

Lin Bianhan stretched out his hand, but before his fingers touched the door, the door was pushed open from the inside with a bang, and Gu Cen stood inside the door with his whole body wet, his forehead was soft and curly, sticking to his forehead in a mess, There are cold drops of water dripping from the tip of the hair.

Her eyes were covered with a layer of cold mist, and she looked at him wetly, her lips, which had been damaged by the wind and rain, became more vivid and red, coldly opened: "Return the balm to me."

Lin Bianhan raised his eyelids, looked at Gu Cen's appearance solemnly and calmly, and said, "What kind of tone are you talking to Gu?"

He saw Gu Cen's thin and thin body covered in the drenched red dress, and her fingertips were dripping with water, trembling slightly.

Shaking his dark pupils.

Gu Cen stared at him, silent for a moment, his eyelashes stained with ice flowers slightly drooping: "Your Highness, please return the balm to the minister."

When Lin Bianhan returned the balm to her, he pressed the door and pushed it open, reaching out to touch Gu Cen's shoulder, but just as his fingertips touched the cold clothes, Gu Cen suddenly raised his hand to grab his hand, cold And looked straight at him.

"Gu Cen, your hands are shaking."

He slammed her into his arms suddenly, his waist and hip muscles were strong, Gu Cen's thin body was hit like this, the pain was unbearable, but he bit his lips tightly, and swallowed without a word.

Lin Bianhan's hands were big, and he squeezed her thin back a little bit hard. He lowered his head and said indifferently: "Gu Cen, did Gu tell you not to lose your temper indiscriminately?"

"What right do you have to be angry?"

"Don't forget, even if Gu doesn't want you, you can't be free."

Between Gu Cen's fingers, he squeezed a wooden sign.

He finally let go of her, turned and left.

Gu Cen fell on the edge of the door almost in a daze, her back was twisted in pain, but the more the pain, the more awake she became.

She closed her trembling eyelashes for a while, suppressed her disordered breathing, and touched the door latch with her hand, but the moment she closed it, she was pushed away by the door, "Gu... Gu Cen."

Gu Cen let go of his hand, ignored the people outside the door, and went back to the bed, tore off the seal, and wiped it on the hot and unbearable print.

Ning Ranhua pushed the door open, just in time to see such a scene, Gu Cen's white and fresh right shoulder was half-opened, the shoulder socket under the collarbone was obviously sunken, and the wet red clothes were messy and messy on her body, her expression Calmly, he wiped the anti-balm on the back of his neck, completely emotionless.

It's as if she's just repeating something that doesn't make any sense.

(End of this chapter)