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"Cut, do I seem to be short of money?"

Night Yan dust like a young master slowly find a chair to sit down, legs up, thinking.

"Say it

Bechaue didn't have so much patience. There was a chill in her voice.

She's angry.

Night Yan dust thought for a long time, suddenly thought of what, "I want you to carry those flying knives!"

He remembers that she had a set of flying shoes with her. Although there was nothing special about it, she seemed to value it very much.

No matter where she went, she would take it with her. Even once again, she saw her eyes deep looking at the pistol. It seemed that there was a different emotion in her eyes.

He could see that the knife meant a lot to her.

Sure enough, as soon as his words came out, the people on the other side immediately lost their voice.

He waited quietly. He wanted to see how important his brother was in her heart?

The opposite person just hesitated for more than ten seconds and immediately gave a positive answer, "OK! I promise you

She hasn't heard of the night thunder for a long time. She hasn't seen him since she left his villa last time.

He guards the villa to death, however, so many days of absence makes her extremely painful.

Although guessed the result, night Yan dust still can't help but surprised a few minutes.

"Not yet!"

There was an impatient rush from across the phone.

"He's in my mother's new villa right now, and Ansha is here too!"

"Dudu Dudu... "

Almost the moment his voice fell, the person opposite immediately hung up.

He Lengleng looked at the hands of the mobile phone, the corners of his mouth up, showing a smile.

Now, she's going to kill you, right?

He walked slowly to the restaurant, where there was a good play waiting for him to see.

When he walked into the restaurant again, his restless brother had already pulled Anxia to his side.

As soon as he came in, the night's eyes immediately filled with hostility. I don't know what he said to an Xia, or what he used to coerce an Xia?

No matter how he asked Anxia just now, she said it was his girlfriend.

Hearing her saying this to herself, night Ting's heart seemed to be pinched by something. It was very painful.

Anxia saw him come in, looked at him in the eyes, hesitated and stood up slowly.

Even if she doesn't have to sit next to him, she should change places.

Sitting here, she always felt that even the air around her had solidified.

Just as she stood up, the face of the night thunder beside her became more gloomy.

He just about to say something, night Yan dust tall figure came to her side, the man's big hand naturally fell on an Xia's shoulder.

His romantic smile, thin lips close to some of an Xia's smile: "why? You just sit here! I think this position suits you very well! "

He palm slightly forced, will just stand up Anxia and pressure back to the seat.

His action makes an Xia a Leng, he just clearly is not like this?

Night Ting's eyes narrowed slightly. Like an Xia, he thought his behavior was strange.

However, he could not tell what was strange.

No one can guess his mind at the moment, night Yan dust smile, smile so strange.

Looking at their two puzzled eyes, he had some expectation in his eyes. He was not worried. The answer would be revealed immediately.

He was really looking forward to seeing two people sitting together when bechaue came in.

She must be angry, right?

He smiles meaningfully, and his eyes move to his mother's face. They look at each other, with the look that only the two of them can understand.

The anger on the dining table fell into silence again. Wenlan didn't leave after lunch, but sat back to her own position and stared at her for a moment.

This makes an Xia very uncomfortable, even a little at a loss.

Anxia is eating lunch doubtfully and strangely. After a while, she seems to hear footsteps coming from outside.

The sound of the footstep was like the crisp sound of the shoes on the ground. It was definitely not a servant.

But, this is not her home, she can't look around.

She carefully listened to the footsteps, slowly close, when the footsteps closer and closer, she felt a strong cold breath from behind.

That cold breath is different from Huo Jinze's awe inspiring, more is a kind of lethality that makes people fear.

This feeling made him feel familiar.

The footsteps stopped behind her, her body subconsciously a cold, shrunk shoulder, she is trying to turn around, a smooth finger slowly slide along her neck.

"How does it feel to sit here?"Bessier's cold voice rang in her ear, "get out of the way."

She said it in a low voice, more like an order.

There is always a frightening smell in this woman.

An Xia heart a tight, subconsciously swallowed saliva, two words don't say, slowly stand up to give her place.

Just as she was about to stand up a little, the night thunder next to her suddenly grabbed her by the wrist and held her, "you just sit here."

Night Ting's face was as gloomy as the clouds in the sky, which showed that he was in a bad mood.

At the moment he looked a little terrible, but only bechaue did not think so.

"Are you sure you don't want her to listen to me?"

"I'll say it again, get out of the way!" said bessier

An Xia's back is stiff. She's really unlucky today. She's always embarrassed.

She let out a breath. She could not bear it. She said angrily, "I'm not your toy. It's my right to sit there..."

Her voice went from high to low, and in the end she could hardly hear at all.

She frowned deeply in pain and felt a deep pain spread from her throat. As long as she said one more word, the pain would be more.

What's wrong with her?

She tentatively opened her mouth and made a sound. The pain came again and made her close her mouth immediately.

"What? Can't you speak? "

Beixiao gave a cold smile and looked at the position of her back neck calmly. She saw a silver needle she had just stuck on, which she quietly put in when she didn't pay attention to.

Her eyes were full of pride.

"Don't you think it hurts here?"

As she said this, she drew back her finger and flicked it gently on the silver needle around her neck.

Anxia immediately frowned, a pain came from her neck, "you To me I did... "

She went on talking about the following words. Every time she said a word, there would be more pain in her throat.

The night Ting Mou color turns cold, looking at her action, fingers pinch the knife and fork in the hand, "you'd better give me your ghost things to pull out from her body!"

Beth didn't care that she would annoy him. What she cared more was that he was not warm or cold to himself.

It makes him angry. Good.

She hadn't seen him angry for a long time.