To be honest, Jinghan Bo really doesn't want to leave.
It is a kind of intuition, or it is naturally formed, like a sharp sense that a beast can be alert to immediately when encountering danger.
Just like last time, she was in a panic before being carried away by Ivan...
But this time, Bo Jinghan felt the crisis again.
This crisis did not come out of nowhere.
It is a kind of violence emanating from "Sheng Qing".
His eyes were cold and dark, as if without any emotion. They were as black as ice that had accumulated for thousands of years. They swept across them lightly, and were as cold as two sharp blades that reflected the white light. They were cold and cold.
The coexistence of hatred makes one's heart tremble, as if the person in front of him is his sworn enemy.
And he was staring at Mr. Bo without blinking an eye.
This made Bo Jinghan feel particularly bad!
Lao Bo had made up his mind to let her go. Obviously, the topic he was going to say next was something she couldn't hear.
In this way, only one word came to Bo Jinghan's mind.
——Secret door!
…
On the other side, there was silence in the lounge on the second floor.
But the air pressure above everyone's heads seems to be decreasing with time, getting lower and lower, so heavy that people's hearts are covered.
Qiao Xin was on tenterhooks, like a wounded little hedgehog, spreading out all the sharp thorns in her body. Whoever came near her would be crushed by her, and there would be a lot of holes in your body, my dear.
The determination to never give up.
Su Yiliang on the side saw her performance in his eyes. Although his eyes were annoyed with Lin Xing, they were more jealous.
Yes, he is jealous of this guy.
Obviously there is nothing wrong between the two of them, but love in this world is such a wonderful thing. Lin Xing made Qiao Xin obsessed with him without any effort, even if she rejected him again and again, even if the two of them
Each of them had made relative arrangements, but when they met again, he was still the thorn in Qiao Xin's heart, or it could be said that he was the thorn in Qiao Xin's heart that had been pulled out, leaving behind a deep and uneasy feeling.
Erased traces.
Even if he was by her side in real time, he could not replace the scar left by Lin Xing's thorn in her heart, let alone fill the wound with himself.
Thinking of this, he couldn't help but feel helpless.
His deep eyes flickered, and his fists couldn't help but clenched.
None of the three people spoke, but the atmosphere in this lounge was completely different from its original holy and comfortable environment, and seemed particularly subtle.
At this time, the appearance of Bo Jinghan broke this delicate pattern.
squeak--
Push open the door.
A weird atmosphere came over me.
Bo Jinghan, who was originally lacking in interest and desperately wanted to rest, was startled and stopped when he saw the three people sitting opposite each other inside the door.
Lu Yan followed behind, and when he saw the scene here, he couldn't help but twitch the corner of his mouth. Especially when he saw Lin Xing's gloomy face and gloomy eyes with a bit of embarrassment, his tense heartstrings also relaxed slightly.
How much.
"Sister Bo, why are you here?!"
Hearing the noise, Qiao Xin put away her sharp thorn almost immediately. She had a sly look on her face. She wanted to laugh but couldn't. She could only touch her head and look in the direction of Bao Jinghan in a daze. After a pause, she asked again.
: "Hey, why don't you look good? Did you encounter any trouble? Who is that person? Have you been caught? Did he run away, or did they attack your family..."
