The First Thousand Four Hundred and Thirty-Two Chapters of the Devil School Grass Drag Girl (Twenty-Nine)

Ranbai twitched the corners of his lips, revealing a faint smile.

very good,

The official even wanted to kill her.

Excellent.

To keep going.

Gee.

Ranbai tapped the table with his fingertips, with a lazy expression, but he couldn't see any emotion.

"Okay." I don't know how long it took, Ranbai threw the document on the table casually, and stretched lazily.

She leaned back, her long legs resting arrogantly on the table, her fair and slender ankles overlapped, and her attitude was lazy and sloppy.

"It's great for nothing," he said.

Ranbai tilted his eyes and looked at Feng Yi with a smile.

Feng Yi stared at her for as long as she had been dyed white.

Just what the hell was thinking, who knows.

"I'll go first." Ranbai retracted his legs and stood up, squinting his eyes for some reason.

"...Hmm." Feng Yi opened his mouth, but in the end he only said a um.

In fact, Feng Yi wanted to say,

...Can you stay?

But the words came to the mouth, but only one word was uttered.

Ranbai pulled the corners of her lips and smiled, but that smile was inexplicably cold, and she left with one hand in her pocket with no expression on her face.

After all, she helped deal with it for so long, and she didn't even keep her.

ungrateful! ! !

"Miss Ruan." The housekeeper was stunned when he saw Dianbai come out.

Ranbai responded coldly.

"Aren't you staying?" the butler asked in confusion.

Dyeing white: "..."

Even the housekeeper knew to keep her,

Ah.

"No." Ranbai put one hand in his pocket, looking casually, "Goodbye."

The housekeeper watched Ranbai walk away, a little stunned.

Didn't you get along just now?

He thought that Miss Ruan could stay.

Why did you leave.

The butler glanced at the man with a gloomy expression on one leg in the ward.

Only half of her handsome face was seen, and her long eyelashes were hanging down, making her feel a little lonely.

The butler sighed.

All these years have passed,

Master still can't, come out.

Feng Yi kept staring at the white back, from the ward to the outside of the hospital.

until you can't see it again.

Obviously he nodded.

But why,

Not happy.

The sour and tingling feeling from the heart is densely packed, like a poisoned knife, full of malice, and stabbed in the heart that has long been dead and desolate.

It hurts, it hurts...

Ranbai walked out of the hospital, paused, stepped onto a motorcycle, and walked in the opposite direction to Ruan's house.

"Where are you going, host?" Feng Luo was puzzled.

"Buy a house." The dyed white eyelashes drooped slightly and answered in a low voice.

Sealed: ? ? ?

Powerful.

What do you buy a house for?

"Do you lack a house, host?" Fengluo asked.

"I don't lack it." Ranbai replied casually, galloping fast, leaving only an afterimage along the way, the hem of the dark black coat flew up, perverse and handsome.

Sealed: ? ?

...still don't understand.

The corners of the dyed white lips pulled a cool and thin arc, and the pair of absolutely stunning eyes flashed a dark light, and the voice was a little cold, "Some people are missing."

She is not lacking, but someone is lacking.

What else can you do besides buying a house?

Ranbai thought casually, and tapped slightly with his cold fingertips.

Feng Luo: "..."

Intuition tells it that someone may be miserable.

the next day,

Dyeing Bai was awakened by a series of system prompts.

She took a deep breath, put one hand on her side, stood up, and her expression was impatient and hostile,

"You better explain, what are you going to do, eh?"

The end sound is light, and there is a faint danger of treacherousness.

Those dark and deep eyes,

Nine points of coldness,

For the rest, it is a dead silence that is always calm like a cold pool.