C124 The Devil Seems to be Very Scary

The three of them found a random hotel to deal with lunch and then went shopping with Lan Shumo.

Lan Shumo suddenly ran into a strong hug, "Sorry. . . Sorry. " Lan Shumo subconsciously apologized, but the person did not respond for a long time. He quietly glanced at the person for a second.

"Wen Kuumo, follow me back. " Lan Shumo thought that it was not good. He wanted to sneak away, but Wenn Zepu pulled his wrist.

Lan Shumo bit his lower lip. His hand was shaking. He slowly touched Wenn Zepu's hand. He exerted a little force and threw Wenn Zepu's hand away. His eyes were red. "I. . . I am sorry. I am disappointed in you. "

Then he squeezed into the crowd.

Zhou Yuyi glared at Wenn Zepu and ran into the crowd. Zhou Xiaoyi glanced at Wenn Zepu indifferently, "Please stay away from him. " As soon as he finished speaking, he ignored Wenn Zepu and walked into the crowd.

Wen Kushimo. I have already lowered my head to beg you, but you still dare to reject me? Wen Kushimo, sooner or later I'll tie you to my side.

Wenn Zepu clenched his fists tightly, watching Lan Shumo's back as he ran away. His eyes were burning with anger.

As Lan Shumo ran, he suddenly stopped. His legs went weak and he fell to the ground. Tears streamed down his face.

When Zhou Yuyi arrived, he saw Lan Shumo sitting on the ground crying helplessly. He pulled Lan Shumo into his arms and kissed him in the corner of his eyes.

For some reason, Lan Shumo threw himself into Zhou Yuyi's arms and cried loudly.

Zhou Xiaoyi looked at the scene in front of him. Although he was unwilling, he didn't say anything. He just sat aside silently and patted Lan Shumo's back.

Not long after that. . . Lan Shumo withdrew from Zhou Yuyun's embrace. He wiped the tears from the corner of his eyes and said, "I. . . I'm sorry. "

"It's fine, but why do you cry so often? This is different from the first time we met. " Zhou Yuyi wanted to make Lan Shumo happy, but Lan Shumo was even sadder.

"I am just. . . Weak to him. . . That's all. " Lan Shumo wrapped his arms around his legs, but the heavy ancient robe made his movement a little silly.

Zhou Xiaoyi could not open his mouth.

Lan Shumo smiled bitterly, but his eyes gradually became moist again.

Both of them were shocked and stunned.

Lan Shumo took a deep breath.

Lan Shumo waved his hand and stood up, "Forget it. It's all in vain. We'll just disappear. " After saying that, he wiped away his tears and left with big steps.

Zhou Xiaoyi and Zhou Yuyi looked at each other and sighed. They quietly followed after him.

"How is it? Is my acting very good?" Lan Shumo returned to his small mansion and walked straight into his room, throwing himself onto the bed.

"Of course Host's acting is good. Otherwise, how could I be bound to you?" Xiaoqing's especially proud tone made Lan Shumo think of his own death, and he felt inexplicably angry.

"You still have the nerve to say that? The 'accident' you created was really amazing. You fell out of the door. Luckily, he accidentally knocked on the back of his head and turned into a vegetable just like that. Do you think I should give you a beating to vent my anger? Forget about wrestling, and it was a fall from a sliding well cover. Now that I think about it, I want to beat you up. "

Xiaoqing pretended not to hear him and did not say anything.

Lan Shumo curled his lips and thought about how to attack the male lead. . . No, it was the male lead now.

Just as he was thinking of something, someone suddenly barged in, startling Lan Shumo.

What was going on? There was no plot where the original owner was assassinated. . . The plot must have collapsed again.

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