Kuai Chuan: The cold Lord God always acts like a spoiled brat to me

Chapter 713
Cen Zhou looked at her blankly: "You..."

Su Qing'an said thank you in a low voice, and put on her clothes on her own.

Cen Zhou quickly withdrew his hand, avoiding his gaze, his ears were covered with scorching heat, but his heart was in a mess, sour and astringent mixed together, it couldn't be called good.

He thought that Su Qing'an would say something, for example, with her usual temperament, she would forcefully threaten to ask for something, but the other party didn't say anything, and left directly after changing her clothes.

The black clothes were too big for her, her frame was so slender that she couldn't hold it up, and her back became weaker and weaker.

The young man looked at her back in a daze, his fingers were still frozen in the air, trying to hold something, but there was nothing, he retracted his gaze, and inadvertently glanced at the messy and ambiguous bed sheet, where there were still spots of blood left on it, Falling red is as coquettish as a rose.

His eyes suddenly froze.

"Princess!" Outside, Ruosu saw Su Qing'an, her heart was lifted up and then fell back into her stomach, "Why did you come out from Xiyuan?"

"Come out and walk around." Su Qingan said in a low voice, raising her hand to straighten her wide neckline, unable to cover the hickey marks on her neck.

Ruosu obviously saw it too, her pupils constricted, but she didn't dare to say a word, immediately dispersed all the servants, and accompanied Su Qingan back to the hall.

After the joy, it left a sticky body, which was really uncomfortable. It was the first time for Su Qingan to experience such a thing. After taking a hot bath, the traces belonging to Cen Zhou were washed away. , Some low-grade fatigue swept over the nerves.

"Warning! Warning! Blackening value is 78!"

"Blackening value 71!"

"Blackening value 64..."

"Blackening value 85!"

Since this morning, Su Qing'an has been receiving Cen Zhou's blackening value warning, which can be described as ups and downs and extremely unstable.

At its highest it reached over 85, and at its lowest it dropped to over forty.

It was on the verge of 85 a few times, and above 85 seemed to be a certain threshold, and it couldn't rise no matter what.

Qi Lou was silent for a long time: "...you... are worthy of you."

Sleeping will blacken people's sleep.

Su Qing'an never thought that things would come to this point.

None of this happened in the previous life.

A tiny butterfly that brings out all the butterfly effects.

To be honest, Su Qingan did not resist having a relationship with Cen Zhou.

but……

Thinking of the shocked and repelled expression on the young man's face when he was awake, which could not be concealed on his stern face, Su Qing'an pulled the corner of her lower lip, and she couldn't say she was in a good mood.

She knew he hadn't been sober last night.

Cen Zhou locked himself in the room for a whole day, and didn't come out until the next day. His dark and deep eyes were stained with red blood, adding to the cold and decadent atmosphere.

Looking at the vast expanse of whiteness, pear trees stand proudly in the snow.

The cold chill drilled into the cracks in the human bones.

He leaned against the door wearily, looking at the main hall in the distance.

The wind is crazy.

The largest restaurant in Jian'an, on the second floor, by the window.

Pots of wine were piled up on the table in a mess, and there were two empty wine jars under his feet. The young man's long legs were propped under the table, his bony fingers drooped down, and the wine cup fell from his hand and slammed onto the ground.

There is a strong smell of strong alcohol floating in the air, and it doesn't feel burning pain when poured directly into the throat.

He was still drinking cup by cup, and at the end he directly held the wine jar and poured it with his head up.

The pure black scabbard was placed on the table next to it, making people retreat three feet.

The two shop waiters sighed and watched from a distance, and lowered their voices: "Why don't you want to get rid of drinking like this?"

"In my opinion, people like this drink and buy drunk, either for money or for love!"

Cen Zhou drank a lot of wine, he has a very good capacity for drinking, and he will never get drunk after a thousand glasses, but now he drinks himself until his thoughts are muddled, his heart is in a mess, he is stirring randomly, and his voice is hoarse.

"Su Qingan..."

"Su Qingan..."

Cen Zhou frowned, chanting the name over and over again, as if unconsciously murmuring last night, with five fingers propped on the table, a bony bone protruding from the back of his neck when he lowered his head, his eyes sparkling drunkenly.

he knows.

The occurrence of this incident will completely and forever tie the lives of the two people together, and they cannot go back to the past.

The blood-stained red on the white bed sheet was like red plums outside the window, and Cen Zhou's heart trembled even now.

There are not a few people who come to drink, and there are a man and a woman next to them.

The man didn't know what he said, but the girl blushed and whispered, "Don't... don't talk here, let's go back and talk."

The man picked up a piece of braised trotter and brought it to the girl's mouth, and made an "ah" mouth shape, his brows and eyes couldn't hide his pampering.

The girl opened her mouth, and the soft and fragrant braised hoof was gently sent into the mouth by the boy.

The smiles are blooming like flowers, and the love and honey are flowing.

"Don't worry, three books and six courtesies, three media and six engagements, there will be no less etiquette, I will give you a grand wedding!" The voice of the man's solemn promise sounded.

"I believe you."

She was nothing like Su Qing'an.

For some reason, Cen Zhou suddenly thought of the person in his heart at this moment.

Fear, confusion, guilt and other emotions collided fiercely, and the sense of responsibility was struggling with all life plans, which were completely broken by this accident.

Suddenly, the sky appeared.

There are some things that Su Qing'an doesn't need, but Cen Zhou has to give.

It's called a principle.

The warm sun is emerging.

The sun shines brightly on the snow.

Pedestrians on the street are in a hurry, running for their livelihood.

A woman was holding a little girl in her arms, followed by a five or six-year-old boy.

Suddenly he heard the sound of a carriage approaching at a high speed, and the horseshoes made people anxious.

Cen Zhou turned his head, and a carriage decorated with ornate tassels drove over at a high speed.

The woman in front turned her head and screamed "ahhh" in horror, wanting to pick up the little boy with one hand, but she was exhausted and had to drag the child to avoid it!

In an emergency, Cen Zhou drew his sword and threw it at the running carriage!

A cold light streaked through the air.

The wheel of the carriage broke and lost its support. The speed of the carriage was too fast, and it suddenly turned over and was dragged five or six meters by the horse!

The sound of "Boom" resounded through the sky, attracting passers-by to stop and look at it.

A gorgeously dressed young man rolled out of the carriage, his nose was bruised and his face was swollen, and he staggered to his feet.

"Zhu Sangou, slave dog, how do you drive! Damn slave, watch how I deal with you!"

Su Ziheng was hysterical. He had never been so embarrassed in his life.

Passers-by talked a lot.

"Thanks to the overturning of the carriage, otherwise the lives of the mother and son would have been lost!"

"God open your eyes, God bless you to survive the catastrophe."

"The person who got out of the carriage is the prince!"

Passers-by talked a lot.

Cen Zhou came over and picked up the long sword indifferently.

With a sound of "Zhengming", the cold sword was sheathed.

Zhu Sangou came to his senses at this moment, pointed at the young man and shouted: "Prince, it must be because his sword broke the wheels of the cart that it turned over!"

(End of this chapter)