Chapter 709 Crazy criticizes the beauty for taking the villain’s script 39

The night is getting darker.

The snow hasn't stopped yet.

Su Qing'an was reading under the light. She didn't read a page for a long time. She put it down casually and asked without raising her head: "Is he asleep?"

Ruosu shook her head, "I've never come out." She complained, "I don't know what happened to Cen Zhou today. He almost hurt you. No one else was around at the time, so I was really scared."

If Cen Zhou really did something... they couldn't stop him.

Su Qing'an rubbed her still sore wrist, her mood waned, and she didn't say anything else. However, after going to bed, she was not sleepy yet, so she went to the West Building alone.

There are deep and shallow footprints left on the snow.

"Dang, Dang."

There were two knocks on the door.

There was no response from the room.

Su Qing'an stood outside the door, raised her wrist and knocked on the door again. She put her ear close to her and could vaguely hear the sound of collision and falling from inside the house!

"Cen Zhou?"

Su Qing'an's face changed slightly. It was very cold outside and her lips were a little white. She might as well just open the door and go in!

The room was dark.

The candle was accidentally knocked over by someone, and the lamp fell to the ground and rolled a long distance. This was probably the sound Su Qingan heard just now.

The man was sitting on the ground, leaning his thin back against the edge of the bed, bending one knee and putting one hand on his knee.

Although she couldn't see clearly, Su Qing'an felt that his whole body was tense, as if he was on fire and would break down in the next second. His head was always lowered, the protruding bones at the back of his neck, and his slight...

The trembling shoulders, the hand tightly gripping the hilt of the sword, the water color flowing down along the slender finger bones.

Su Qing'an stood there cautiously. She did not smell any blood on Cen Zhou: "Are you injured?"

A familiar and soft voice fell on my ear, like a feather gently scratching the auricle.

The young man moved his fingertips holding the sword, but maintained that position without getting up.

"Don't come over."

Su Qingan heard him say.

The voice was incredibly mute.

Full of wariness and rejection, becoming extremely indifferent.

Su Qing'an looked at him. She was never obedient, and she would never stop because of someone else's words. So she paused for two seconds, groped over in complete darkness, and kicked off the lamp on the ground.

, making a rumbling sound!

"Why do I want to come here?"

A condescending voice fell from the top of his head, carrying the royal family's uncontested sense of authority and obvious displeasure.

A pair of women's embroidered shoes stopped in front of him, with a skirt as white as clouds and a red cloak, embroidered with precious gold threads.

Cen Zhou's vision blurred for two seconds before he focused again. The burning sensation intensified as Su Qing'an got closer. He was unable to fight against it. He clutched the sword tightly and tried to prop up his body.

The fragrance lingers in the sound of breathing at this time.

A pair of hands was placed on the young man's forehead.

"Do you have a fever? You feel so hot." Su Qing'an bent over and looked at him, having to use the snowy light outside the window to look at the person.

Cen Zhou's movements suddenly froze, and in the next second he reacted violently and pushed the person away. His deep voice covered his rapid breathing, and he forcefully squeezed out a bad word from between his lips and teeth: "Get out!"

Su Qing'an staggered and fell to the ground due to his push. She groaned. She lowered her eyes and stared at her hands, then slowly raised her head and looked at Cen Zhou.

"This is the second time." She twitched the corners of her lips, "I'll do it next time."

Cen Zhou could hardly hear what she was saying. He could only see those two gorgeous and beautiful lips opening and closing, tempting him to bite them until they bled.
Chapter completed!