Chapter 7 A Little Interest(2/2)
Chu Tian shrugged lightly:
"Look!"
Just finished speaking!
A depressing roar resounded throughout the banquet hall.
Li Mingzhe was so arrogant that he slapped at a woman with heavy makeup.
"Help!" Ma Xiaorong screamed in surprise.
He opened his bloody mouth and saliva flowed like a wild beast in heat, his eyes red and he fell into madness.
"ah……"
The woman is screaming.
Ahhhhh!
Women are screaming.
At the scene, there was chaos in an instant, with various sounds such as screams, roars, escapes, and overturns intertwined, playing a wonderful music.
However, the style of painting here is too beautiful and harmonious.wavv
Not suitable for children!!!
"ah……"
Xia Lan screamed, covering her eyes with her hands, and a pink blush appeared on her pretty face, which was so beautiful.
But when she thought of a possibility, her pretty face paled in an instant and she was startled in cold sweat.
And then, a faint voice sounded in my ears:
"Action movies are good?!"
For some reason, when Xia Lan heard the bastard's voice, she felt a little safe in her heart?!
She turned her head involuntarily and looked at this cowardly and incompetent man who had never dared to breathe in front of her.
His figure is still thin, and he seems to be powerless, but his dark eyes are deep and mysterious, no longer as timid as before, as if he can see through everything, and everything is in his eyes, and nothing can be hidden.
It seems to be filled with endless magic.
The corners of his mouth raised slightly, with a lonely curve, with an inexplicable attraction.
For a moment, Xia Lan couldn't understand the mysterious man in front of her.
It seemed that there was a layer of fog on his body that made people unable to see through, touch, or understand.
Walk out of Shui Shijing and remain silent all the way.
After all, Xia Lan couldn't resist her strong curiosity, and she had too many questions in her heart.
"How did you know there was something wrong with the wine?"
"Guess."
"You speak...why can only hear me?"
"Others are deaf!"
“…”
“Get on the bus.”
“Get on the bus?!”
Chu Tian shrugged faintly, and his dark eyes showed a playful and evil luster:
"Alan, should we go home and eat, or unlock the posture? One at a time, no, three at a time, ten times a night..."
"Why don't you die?!"
Xia Lan closed the car door heavily, stepped on the accelerator, and the white Porsche ran out.
Mama, I asked you to get on the car, not me.
Chapter completed!