Distance Between No Love And Deep Love

Nie Shan nodded thoughtfully. Here are your clothes. Go to my bedroom and change them. "

Qinglu Er takes the clothes and goes to the bedroom.

Nie Shan went to the bathroom door, knocked on the door, "it's OK."

There was a gloomy male voice, "it's OK."

Nie Shan breathed a sigh of relief. Qinglu'er changed her clothes, put on her own clothes and left in a hurry. It was as fast as if someone was chasing her.

Nie Shan said, "she's gone."

The sound of unlocking the lock rings, and out comes a plain looking man with golden hair. The man's upper body is covered with gauze, and some bright red blood seeps out from the gauze, which makes people look scared.

"This woman can't stay." Said the man.

Nie Shan stiff neck, half a day to slow down, "I know."

"How long do you have before you can get your cell phone?" The man sat on the sofa and picked up the fruit knife in the fruit plate, seemingly playing carelessly.

Nie Shan's heart was full of fear. If she said something wrong or made the other party unhappy, the fruit knife would fall on her neck.

"Because of what happened last time, Shao Xun has been on guard against me. He called him recently, and he has been on the phone all the time. I suspect that he has hacked me." Nie Shan's careful wording.

The man let out a nasal voice: "hum?"

"I Give me a little more time, and I'll get my cell phone, Berto Vincent. " Nie Shan's voice was a little trembling. Her little plot was nothing to follow the man who was begging for food on the blade.

Vincent leaned on the back of the sofa, flew out the fruit knife in his hand and hit the peach in the fruit plate. "How many months have passed? I tell you, I've played this game for a long time. If something goes wrong in your link, you can't afford the consequences. "

By the reflection of the knife, Nie Shan lowered her head and said, "I understand."

"But what about Mu Ziqin? If something goes wrong with her, do you want to... "

"What do you want?" There was a threat in Vincent's tone, "make it clear."

"Nothing." Nie Shan frowned and hesitated: "Vincent, are you really in love with her?"

"What did you say?" Vincent lunged to Nie Shan, reached for her slender neck, folded his fingers and raised them up.

Nie Shan's hands clung to his hands in disorder. Physiological tears oozed from the corners of her eyes. Her thin lips opened slightly and her face turned red. She looked very uncomfortable.

When Nie Shan felt a little dazed, Vincent finally mercifully let her go. After being thrown to the ground, Nie Shan began to breathe violently, and then coughed.

"Those words should be said, those words shouldn't be said. You should weigh them clearly. Again, I'll kill you!" Vincent dropped a word, stepped on Nie Shan's back and left.

Nie Shan lay on the ground for a long time and didn't recover until a huge sound of closing the door made her shiver. She got up tremblingly, grabbed the mobile phone on the coffee table and began to call Wan Yishao.

"Hello, the number you dialed is in progress, please redial later..."

Nie Shan thinks about it and dials the secretary.

"Hello, this is Wanyi group. What can I do for you?"