Mr.president, you are too gentle

Looking at Xu Longnan's reaction, she explained to herself coldly. Xu Huaibei felt that it was better not to say at the beginning to make himself refreshing. In this way, all the indifferent looks made him feel panic that he couldn't catch.

Just like a plastic bag with a head covering, it suddenly stifles all its emotions. Including the initial anger and discontent, this feeling is really not very good.

Knowing that it was his own fault, Xu Huaibei didn't dare to be aggressive, but muttered a few words. But he still couldn't hold back his jealousy and asked, "who is that man? I mean the man who sent you back."

What expectations are you still holding in your heart? After listening to Xu Huaibei's answer, the sneer on Xu Longnan's face became more and more obvious. The emptiness in my heart is like a snow mountain that suddenly collapses.

When all disappointments accumulate to a peak, there may not be so many expectations. Because the heart has completely died, where does disappointment come from?

With a sneer, Xu Longnan said, "his name is yuan kaihong, the only son of yuan family. I don't know anything else. I'm tired if you want to toss about it."

After all, Xu Longnan didn't want to be entangled any more. Without even glancing at Xu Huaibei, he turned back to his room.

Because of his chagrin, Xu Huaibei didn't dare to call Xu Longnan. He could only let her turn and return to the room.

Only the blue and white porcelain fragments on the ground are still in place, as if laughing at someone. Xu Huaibei stood in the middle, panicked and melancholy.

……

I don't know when it rained last night. Probably in the second half of the night, maybe in the first half of the night, no one cares. The rain falls alone.

It was dawn. It rained all night, but it finally stopped.

The branches and leaves outside the window were washed clean by the rain all night, and they were more and more green on the branches.

Warm in a little clear, misty but not stained with dust, always pure looking at you. The morning after the rain, the sky with intoxicating rose blue, let the sun rise gradually, halo dyed gorgeous gold.

Like her eyes.

When Fu Xiaoxiao opened his eyes again, it was already daybreak. The rain outside has long stopped, and only the wet ground confirms how much rain it rained last night.

The ceiling is expensive, simple black-and-white gray style, and the bed is near the window. Wutong looked out a window and a wild profusion of vegetation was seen outside the area.

This is an apartment with a very good geographical location. The furnishings and designs here are all good, but none of them are familiar to me.

Fu Xiaoxiao's consciousness gradually returned to his mind. He rubbed his eyes vaguely. The next second, Fu Xiaoxiao's eyes suddenly stared round. She got up and lifted the silver gray sheet from her body.

Left and right looked warily, but found that the environment was completely strange. You can even say frankly that Fu Xiaoxiao has never been to this place before. This place is cold and frightening.

She looked at her side at a loss, trying to remember something, but there was only an empty piece in her mind. After the medicine effect, it still has some effect. It hurts my head.

After sitting for half a minute, Fu Xiaoxiao suddenly remembered something.