This Guy is Wrong

  Chapter 381 The Heavenly Blessed Treasure (23)

   Master Zhao was so shocked by this change that he didn't dare to speak out, and hid in the corner of the living room.

  Sang Meng turned over, but found that his hands and feet were bound by something.

   She couldn't see anything, she could only feel the cold touch on her wrist.

What is this……

  Sang Meng's body was violently pulled up and stuck to the broken stair railing.

   At this time, not only the wrists, but the whole body had that cold sense of restraint.

   The more Sang Meng struggled, the tighter the things that bound her became.

   "First zheng!"

   Sang Meng roared in exasperation.

   "Huh?" The person below raised his eyes slightly and looked at her seriously and seriously: "What's wrong?"

   There is no one who can fight.

  Invincible loneliness no one can understand.

Hey.

  Sang Meng met Shang Chuzheng's calm and indifferent gaze, and his anger rose up.

What's wrong! ?

   She actually asked herself what was wrong.

"who are you?"

  How can an angel who lost his wings be so powerful?

impossible.

who is she……

   "Didn't you call my name just now, are you forgetful?"

   "This is a disease that needs to be cured." She paused slightly: "Master Zhao, do you think so?"

   Zhao Ye, who was suddenly named, shivered when the girl cast his gaze, and the cold air rushed to his forehead from the soles of his feet.

   Who the **** did he provoke!

   I have lived for most of my life, and I have never seen anyone like Master Zhao.

   Even someone with extraordinary abilities like Sang Meng has never felt this time.

   As if he was no longer in the world, he fell into the endless **** and was about to be executed.

   Master Zhao didn't know what Chuzheng suddenly asked himself what to do. He looked at Sang Meng and then at Chuzheng, his legs were weak, he was embarrassed to support him, he didn't dare to make a sound.

   Chuzheng didn't care either, and walked over to Chu Wu.

   She took out a silk scarf out of nowhere and tied it to Chu Wu's eyes.

   "The first zither..."

   "Don't be afraid, it's fine."

  Chu Wu felt a slight heat between his brows, and then his ears were filled with music, and no other sound could be heard.

   "Master Zhao, give you a chance." Chuzheng stood by the sofa, hugging Chu Wu, not letting him watch or listen.

  “…”

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   The black wings are placed in the center of the living room, making people feel ominous at first glance.

   Lord Zhao leaned against the wall, where could he still find the half-spirited, frightened look on his face.

  Sang Meng was still tied to the stair railing, his face was as pale as paper, and he stared at Chuzheng with resentment and hatred.

If the    eyes had substance, Chuzheng would have been stabbed into a sieve at this time.

  Sang Meng lost his wings, and the light in the living room has returned to normal.

  Chuzheng calmly took out the phone and dialed Li Minhang, asking him to come over.

   The person called by Li Minhang arrived soon, and the other party took a deep breath when he saw Sang Meng and the wings on the ground.

   After the shock, there is only excitement.

   Lord Zhao didn't know who these were, so he could only watch them take the wings away.

   Chuzheng helped Chu Wu up, and when passing by Master Zhao: "You know what to say and what not to say."

   "Know...know."

   Master Zhao watched Chu Zheng leave with Chu Wu.

   Her voice came slowly: "Be careful of the steps."

   Such a cruel woman would remind a person so intimately...

   Master Zhao thought again, from beginning to end, she took care of Chu Wu meticulously.

   doesn't match her temperament at all.

   is like a cold and ruthless person who suddenly shows a tender side to a small animal.

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   Chuzheng didn't take off the scarf on Chu Wu's eyes until he got in the car and left, and kissed him for a while.

   "Are you scared?"

  “…”

   He didn't see anything, didn't hear anything, what was he scared of?

   "What did you do to them?" Chu Wu had a bad feeling in his heart.

   I always feel that what happened just now is not that simple.

   "Nothing." Chu Zheng's tone was as calm as ever: "Go home."

   Go home and play cats!

The words    go home, made Chu Wu's heart skip a beat.

   Does she think that is home?

  Chu Wu suppressed the throbbing in his heart and still wanted to ask: "They..."

  Chuzheng had a headache and didn't want to answer his question, so he just covered him with his hands.

  Chu Wu: "!!!"

   Wouldn't it be nice to be quiet?

   Ask so much what to do.

   I'm tired of explaining.

What should    scare you to do?

  I still want to be a good person!

   (end of this chapter)