Master Zhan, Calm Down!

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In that scene, she could only stand at the door, not daring to come in. +++ Catino Novel Network www.wuxiaspot.com

She seemed to have that **** guilt that filled her body, making her unable to move.

She wanted to tell herself that Rong Zhan liked herself because of his wishful thinking, and she didn't ask him to let him do it, but she was looking at his red blood, looking at the wine bottle on the floor, looking at it. When a table of her favorite meals...

She felt that she could not say that.

No matter how much Rong Zhan liked her, Sang Xia knew that she caused him a lot of pain this night.

She started acting stupid as soon as she came in and reacted.

Pretending to be expressionless, pretending to look at the ceiling indifferently, because she didn't know how else could she avoid looking at him.

The bloodshot, red and narrow eye sockets made her feel like a sinner.

But, can she continue to pretend?

Can it?

The fierce little poor man was still hiding in the small room at this time, licking the wound alone.

Maybe he was making a forbearing whimper.

The more Sang Xia thought about it, the more unpleasant she was, her hand pulling her hair suddenly loosened, she slowly raised her head and held the wine bottle.

Then took a deep breath.

Get up.

She stood up.

Go to the door of the room and stand still.

Raised his hand, hesitated, hesitated.

The hand that originally wanted to knock on the door finally landed on the doorknob.

Press down and push away.

The room is not locked at all.

Sang Xia's eyelashes fluttered gently and began to push away, and the scene inside slowly came into view.

Smoky.

By the bed, he was sitting on the ground, leaning on the bed.

In just a few minutes.

The whole room was filled with smoke, reflecting his entire decadent body to the extreme.

And the figure inside, when he felt someone coming in, his smoking movement seemed to pause, his head still hanging slightly, one hand holding broken hair, and the other long fingers holding the cigarette.

Sang Xia walked in with the wine bottle and closed the door.

Her bedroom is not very big.

But it is warm and tidy.

Looking at the messy bed at this time, Sang Xia didn't care about anything. She walked to Rong Zhan's side and noticed that he seemed to be stiff again. She moved to the next step and sat on the ground next to his side. Down.

One person is smoking a cigarette, the other is drinking wine.

Time seemed to be extremely quiet at this moment, and they didn't talk to each other, only the action repeated from time to time.

And how quiet the surface is, it also indicates how choppy the heart is.

at last.

When Rong Zhan raised his hand to smoke again, his wrist was suddenly caught.

He was stunned, his brows frowned.

But the next second, the smoke between his fingers was also taken away.

In an instant, when he didn't react, the smoke had already fallen into Sang Xia's hands, and Sang Xia took a proficient posture to smoke, like an old smoker, closing his eyes and spitting out a smoke ring. The burnt soot was also flicked at the fingertips.

Opening her eyes again, behind the hazy smoke, were her rather blurred and deep eyes.

She went to look at Rong Zhan for a moment.

Just now she snatched the cigarette, Rong Zhan frowned, as if a little bit of displeasure, but now he saw her smoking like an old smoker, his eyes widened.

As if seeing something incredible.

"you--"

Rong Zhan couldn't bear to speak, but his lips just moved——

Sang Xia suddenly leaned forward and blocked his lips.

Blocked up with her lips, his.