"You...why are you here?" Ran Xiaoyou was really confused. Not long after she was locked in, the door suddenly opened. Although it was suspicious, it was suspicious. She felt that she could handle it.

Bring all the flour buckets.

Nanfeng Luo...could he be more ruthless to save himself~

Ran Xiaoyou immediately rejected his idea, although there was still a trace of joy on his face.

"What are you doing here?" Nan Fengluo mistook Ran Xiaoyou's joy for panic, frowned slightly, and searched around the room with his eyes.

Being questioned and ignored, Ran Xiaoyou's mood index dropped instantly. He stretched out his hand to block the door with his petite body, stopping Nan Feng Luo who seemed to be walking inside.

"Get out of the way," Ran Xiaoyou's unknown obstruction caused the two people with different thoughts to have different doubts.

Ran Xiaoyou didn't notice anything strange, her petite face raised heavily, and she continued to go her own way without fear of death.

Because Ran Xiaoyou's unintentional behavior only aggravated Nan Fengluo's worries, he didn't think too much, and finally took her to the other side roughly and searched around anxiously.

"Hey, what are you looking for?" Ran Xiaoyou asked dissatisfiedly. Nanfeng Luo was so rude to her. After all... she was also his fiancée after all...

"Mu Yan!" Nan Fengluo's anxious and surprised voice interrupted Ran Xiaoyou's random thoughts.

She looked at Nan Feng Luo in surprise, and found that he was standing in front of the small compartment door in the inner room. He just turned his head, and the evil eyes on his handsome face were looking at her coldly with a look that scared her.

Hold her.

Bad thoughts flashed through my mind.

Ran Xiaoyou slowly approached, "What...what's wrong? Why are you looking at me like that?"

When she reached a certain distance, she could already clearly see the situation in the cubicle - inside the cubicle, Mu Yan, who had always been noble and elegant, was lying on the ground in a coma, with a pale and fragile look on his delicate and confident face.

"Nan Feng Luo..." She immediately understood Nan Feng Luo's cold attitude from the beginning. It turned out that he had always thought...

My heart sank bit by bit, and I wanted to explain everything to him bit by bit, but I found that my lips were opening and closing and I couldn't pronounce a single syllable.

She approached slowly with a cautious heart. She didn't know why, but she just didn't want Nan Fengluo to misunderstand him.

"Nan Feng Luo..." Ran Xiaoyou plucked up the courage to get closer, grabbing Nan Feng Luo's wrist tightly with her small hands, as if she wanted to transmit all her inner thoughts to him, and wanted him to know that it was not her who did it.

of.

"Let go," perhaps because of the rare harshness in his voice, her hand actually trembled, and then she slowly loosened her fingers one by one.

Nan Fengluo turned his head, and there were many emotions in his beautiful eyes, including anger, sadness, heartache, and...many emotions that Ran Xiaoyou couldn't understand.

Each one was equally capable of suffocating her.

Without saying a word, Nan Fengluo picked up Mu Yan who had fainted in the cubicle and left quickly.

Ran Xiaoyou bit her lower lip tightly, trying to calm down her emotions. She kept telling herself that she was the invincible Ran Xiaoyou, so she could just explain this matter.

Although, she found that no matter how she thought, she could not hide the deep sadness in her heart. She hated Nanfeng Luo so much. It was he who made her so fragile.

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Chapter completed!