Fantasy Abyss Sticking to Ink Dye

There was obviously something wrong with Yuan Fan. Generally speaking, when he heard Lu Siyan's name, he would become eerie, cold-blooded and bloodthirsty, but he definitely wouldn't take it lightly.I don't believe that Yuan Fan is a person who can let go easily. It's not that I put gold on my face and think that Yuan Fan should vent his anger on me, but Lu Siyan himself provoked Yuan Fan and was stared at by Yuan Fan The person above, I haven't seen him let go of the past.

Yuan Fan's current appearance doesn't look like he's let go, but rather he's done with it.I don't bother to uncover this layer of skin. It is enough for us to understand each other. There is no need to tell everything clearly. There is no point in not saying it, and there will be a feeling that the other party does not trust it enough.I also want to know, if it wasn’t for Yuan Fan’s doing something wrong, would those companies have nothing to do? Grabbing a hard bone and reaping all the benefits in the end, it was my father who had just started a few years ago and was still in the business circle. It's a nasty little company.

I picked a Saturday and I took Yuan Fan to France. Before the plane took off, I was busy sending messages, probably because I was laughing too happily. "

I handed over my phone, "My former college classmate was a Frenchman. I rented a room in his house for the past two years. This time I will take you with me. I asked him to help me find a house. He heard that I was going to bring a boyfriend. Anxious to see you."

Yuan Fan is a habitual possessive outburst, but he doesn’t necessarily have to look through my chat records. Although he always said that he would lock me up by his side and no one should look at or think about it, he never actually implemented it. Pass.I could see the gloomy eyes in his eyes when he said these words, he was thinking seriously, and at the same time, he really took my position seriously and regressed every time.

Just like what he said, as long as I say it, no matter how absurd it is, he will believe it. He doesn't care if it's true or not, he doesn't care if he will be bloody and bruised, as long as I am willing to say it, he will believe it.

He said he was willing.

So he just swipe the screen twice, probably before he could read the words clearly, he turned off the phone and put it in my hand.

Yuan Fan closed his eyes and leaned on the back of the chair, quietly.I looked at Yuan Fan carefully, and I always felt that something was wrong with him after I invited him to come to France with me. It was a kind of excitement just around the corner, like a cruel hunter seeing a prey fleeing in the jungle. Knowing that the other party can't escape, the blood in his body is boiling, but he just licks his lips cautiously, his vicious eyes are full of interest, and he looks at the weak prey blindly running around with evil interest.

France... Has anyone offended Yuan Fan?

When I arrived, Yuan Fan was a little airsick for the first time, not serious, just a listless look, and followed me sleepily. The person who was already ghostly and not very lively became even more depressed, and he was pale. If it wasn't for his bright red lips, I wonder if he lost half his life on the plane.

I find it a bit unbelievable. Generally speaking, people in good physical condition are not prone to airsickness. Even if Yuan Fan is flying for the first time, he shouldn’t.I was so naive that I completely forgot to consider that this kid also has superb acting skills.Of course, this is all for later, and now I am really distressed.

Bernard was already waiting at the airport, and when he saw me, he gave a very warm face-to-face salute, and then extended his hand to Yuan Fan with a smile, "Hello, I'm Mo's classmate, Bernard."