Su Jingya took a hot bath and wiped her hair casually. Then she sat on the edge of the big bed and looked at him with extra vigilance. He was wearing a bathrobe and the whole man was reading on the sofa.

The heart, 7. Up. 8. Down beat violently.

Since Huangfu Yu received her in the restaurant, he didn't say a word.

The more silent he was, the more uneasy she became.

In the past, when he was angry and angry, he would roar at her and be fierce. In that way, he could let her guess what he was thinking instead of now.

Let people Like a needle blanket.

"If you are angry, scold me." Su Jingya really can't stand his cold violence, and she simply sounds as if she is dead.

But, in return for her, it was only his low, deep, thin and weak sound of turning over a book.

The calmer he is, the more calm he is, the more he looks like an innocent person. Su Jingya knows that the more surging he is, the more angry he is. He is already thinking How to kill people. _

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