Carry out the tragic female supporting role to the end

Chapter 152 The Violent Brother Is Difficult to Coax 20
The little thing is Buddha, the original plot did not have the scene of severing the relationship at all.

Ge Yan dried Lu Ji's clothes directly, and then put the person on the sofa. Without even touching the person, he used up all the light and teleported the person here.

Ge Yan only rented a small house, with only one living room, one kitchen, one toilet, and one room.

If she wants to sleep in the room, she can only put Lu Ji on the sofa.

Ge Yan picked up the glass, went to the water dispenser to get a cup of warm water, a string of red gemstones suddenly appeared on her empty wrist, the white and red contrasted so that the wrist was thin and white, her warm eyes flashed Flash, turn off the water switch.

There was a scorching hot feeling in her wrist, she turned around quickly, and found that the person who was on the sofa had been behind her at some point, and at this moment, a tall figure stood oppressively behind her, grabbed her wrist, and rolled her eyes. Still with the same hostility, his eyebrows and eyes were as sharp as razor blades, and his dark eyes stared at her. After a while, he lowered his head slightly, and pursed his beautiful thin lips: "You don't want me to die."

Ge Yan raised her eyes and looked into those obsidian eyes. There were emotions in her eyes that she didn't understand. But this person's soul has not been taken away. He is still the same person. But the bracelet on his wrist is hot. If that guy in the previous world was If what he said was true, then the person in front of her was Mo Yan. As for the previous world, the man said that Mo Yan and she were Taoist couples, but she didn't believe it.

But one thing is certain, Mo Yan, this person knows her.

Her Wumeng eyes are like a low-key luxury gem, she nodded slightly: "You really can't die."

To be precise, she couldn't stay in this world after he died.

The person in front of him heard what she said, under the fine black hair, he half-closed his eyes, and his wide hand grasped her wrist and locked it slightly.

He grasped her wrist vaguely with the intention of continuing to lock it tightly, but when Ge Yan wanted to remind him, he let go all of a sudden, and he grinned: "So are you a ghost or a god?"

Ge Yan's eyes were fixed on every emotion on his face, as if he wasn't the one who got emotional just now, he was still the violent Lu Ji who did whatever he wanted and liked to pursue excitement.

"I don't know, it's a ghost, a god, maybe both." Ge Yan's pale lips moved slightly.

She didn't ask him why he wasn't afraid, because Lu Ji wouldn't be afraid.

"Where do I sleep tonight?" He glanced lazily at the room, suddenly saw the sofa just now, raised his eyebrows slightly, "Don't tell me, let me sleep on..." the sofa.

"Sofa." In the next second, Ge Yan added to him.

"Tsk." He rolled his eyelids, "I really like it."

Ge Yan:......

Ge Yan thought he would sneer a few words before accepting it, but he didn't expect to accept it so soon.

Ge Yan dragged on his slippers and entered his room with warm water in his hand.

Mo Yan looked at the girl's pretty back, and the corners of his mouth slightly raised.

Ge Yan was not sure what was going on with the person outside. It was clearly still Lu Ji, but she felt that it was slightly different. She lowered her eyes and looked at the dazzling ruby ​​on her wrist, so she could only look at it slowly.

Mo Yan thought he was really going to sleep on the sofa all night, and then saw Ge Yan took out a mat and spread it on the floor, and brought a quilt and pillow, and said to him, "These are clean, never used of."

Mo Yan's heart was burning hot, as if it burned him a little, he smiled.

She is still the same Ge Yan.

A man he both loves and hates.

One, the person he has worked hard for a long time but has not gotten.

When the morning alarm clock woke Ge Yan up.

She didn't have the habit of procrastinating. She got up and made breakfast without disturbing Mo Yan. She went out after breakfast. The second she went out, the person inside opened her eyes, and there was no trace of sleepiness in her indifferent eyes.

　ε(○｀)зε(｀●)зholding hands

　　
　
(End of this chapter)