Chapter 713 Crazy criticizes the beauty for taking the villain’s script 43

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

Su Qing'an said thank you quietly and put on her clothes.

Cen Zhou quickly retracted his hand and avoided looking. His ears were filled with scorching heat, but his heart was in a mess, sour and astringent, which really couldn't be called good.

He thought that Su Qing'an would say something, for example, with her usual temperament, she would forcefully threaten and demand something, but the other party said nothing and left directly after changing her clothes.

The black dress was extremely big on her body, her frame was too slender to hold it up, and her back became weaker and weaker.

The young man looked at her back in a daze, his fingers still frozen in mid-air, trying to hold something, but there was nothing. He withdrew his gaze and inadvertently glanced at the messy and ambiguous sheets, which still had dots of blood stains on them.

The fallen red color is as charming as a rose.

His eyes suddenly froze.

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

"Come out and walk around." Su Qing said calmly, raising her hands to straighten her wide collar, which could not cover the hickeys on her neck.

Ruosu obviously saw it too, his pupils tightened, but he didn't dare to say another word. He immediately dismissed all the servants and accompanied Su Qing'an back to the palace.

After the pleasure, she was left with a sticky mess all over her body, which was really uncomfortable. It was also the first time for Su Qingan to experience this kind of thing. She took a hot bath and washed away the traces belonging to Cen Zhou. Her head was dizzy and she indulged in sex.

, some low-grade fatigue swept over the nerves.

"Warning! Warning! The blackening value is 78!"

"The blackening value is 71!"

"The blackening value is 64..."

"The blackening value is 85!"

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

The highest point was over eighty-five, and the lowest point was over forty.

It has been close to 85 several times. Above 85 seems to be some kind of threshold, and it cannot go up no matter what.

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

A good night's sleep can turn a person into a black man.

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

None of this happened in my previous life.

A little butterfly brings all the butterfly effects.

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

but……

Thinking of the shocked and repulsive expression on the young man's face when he was awake, which could not be concealed on that stern face, made Su Qing'an twitch the corners of her lips, and she couldn't say she was in a good mood.

She knew that he had been unconscious 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 across the vast expanse of white, pear trees stand proudly in the wind and snow.

The coldness penetrated into the gaps between people's bones.

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

The wind roared wildly.

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

Pots of wine were piled messily on the table, and there were two empty wine jars at the feet. The young man's long legs were propped under the table, and his fingers with clear joints were hanging down. The wine cup fell from his hand and slammed to the ground.

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

I was still drinking cup after cup, and in the end I just held the wine jar and poured my head back.

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

The two waiters in the shop stood watching from a distance with a sigh, and lowered their voices: "Do you have any thoughts that you can't solve after drinking like this?"

"In my opinion, people like this who drink to get drunk are doing it either for money or for love!"

Cen Zhou drank a lot of wine. He had a good drinking capacity and could not get drunk after a thousand drinks. But now he drank until his thoughts were muddled, his heart was a mess, it was stirring in no order, and his voice was hoarse.

"Su Qing'an..."

"Su Qing'an..."

Cen Zhou frowned and muttered the name over and over again, as if he was muttering unconsciously last night. He supported the table with his five fingers, and when he lowered his head, a jagged bone protruded from the back of his neck, his eyes sparkling with drunkenness.

He knows.

The occurrence of this incident will completely and forever tie the lives of two people together, and they will never be able to go back to the past.

The blood-stained fallen red on the white sheets is like the red plum outside the window, which still makes Cen Zhou's heart tremble.

There were quite a few people who came to drink, and there was 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 say it here, okay? Let's go back and talk."

The man picked up a piece of braised pork chop and brought it to the girl's mouth. He also made an "ah" mouth gesture, and his eyebrows could not hide his fondness.

The girl opened her mouth, and the soft and fragrant braised pork chop was gently put into the boy's mouth.

Like a flower, the smile is blooming, and the love is flowing.

"Don't worry, there are three books and six etiquettes, three matchmakers and six betrothals. Not a single etiquette will be missing. I will give you a grand wedding!" The man's solemn promise sounded.

"I trust you."

She looks nothing like Su Qing'an.

Cen Zhou didn't know why, but at this moment he suddenly thought of the person in his heart.

Fear, confusion, guilt and other emotions collided fiercely, and the sense of responsibility was fighting against all the plans in life, which were completely shattered by this accident.

Suddenly, the sky suddenly appeared.

There are some things that Su Qing'an can do without, but Cen Zhou has to give them.

It's called principle.

The warm sun appears.

The sun shines brightly on the snow.

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

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

Suddenly, I heard the sound of a carriage approaching at great speed, and the horseshoes were rushing.

Cen Zhou turned around and saw a carriage decorated with ornate tassels approaching at lightning speed.

The woman in front turned around and screamed "ahhh" in horror. She wanted to pick up the little boy with one hand, but she didn't have enough strength and could only drag the child to avoid it!

At the critical moment, Cen Zhou drew his sword and threw it at the running carriage!

A sharp cold light cut through the air.

The carriage's wheels broke and lost support. The carriage was traveling too fast and suddenly rolled over, being dragged five or six meters by the horse!

The sound of "rumbling" echoed through the sky, attracting passers-by to stop and take a look.

A handsome young man rolled out of the carriage, his face bruised and bruised, and he staggered to his feet.

"Zhu Sangou, you slave dog, how do you drive! Damn slave, let's see how I deal with you!"

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

Passers-by talked a lot.

"Thankfully the carriage overturned, otherwise the lives of mother and son would not have been guaranteed!"

"God opens your eyes, God protects you from death."

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

Passers-by talked a lot.

Cen Zhou walked over and picked up the sword indifferently.

With a cry of "Zheng Ming", the cold sword was sheathed.

Zhu Sangou reacted at this time, pointed at the young man and shouted: "Prince, his sword must have destroyed the wheels of the cart, so it turned over!"
Chapter completed!