At this moment, the corners of the eyes and eyebrows were filled with coldness, and there was no emotion in his eyes. He said coldly: "What if I don't want to?"

I originally thought that since Bo Qingyun wanted to be fair for Gu Panxue, she should be a little angry when she heard this sentence.

No matter what his attitude was, she wouldn't be able to go back.

As a result, Bo Qingyun was just faint, as if she didn't care so much. His eyes fell on her face and turned to the door that had already merged with the wall.

The light in the room just now was particularly dim, and she stood very close to the man.

That person was not the person in charge sent by Berang this time, but it looked more like the mysterious ruler in Berang's legend.

Bo Qingyun suddenly walked a few steps closer to Xia Wanxin.

When she stopped at a distance of closeness, he looked down at her and said slowly, "Why do you think you know the one inside? Use this to exchange, I can help you settle this storm."

Xia Wanxin raised her eyebrows lightly, as if she heard some joke: "Bo is not thinking too much. Since I dare to do it, it doesn't matter what impact it will bring."

She didn't take Gu Panxue seriously yet.

The coldness in the woman's eyes is both cool and fierce, with the force of not fearing everything.

Bo Qingyun suddenly raised her hand, her slender fingers fell on her earlobe, and she pinched the soft flesh and rubbed it.

Xia Wanxin's eyebrows moved slightly, and she endured her unavoidable and observed him calmly.

Bo Qingyun rubbed her fingers again and again, like a toy, and he said tepidly: "Are you very curious? What did she tell me last night? You went to find her today, she probably didn't tell you?"

This topic was caught off guard and also touched what was deep in Xia Wan's heart.

There is a intuition that Gu Panxue must have obtained some evidence that she is Xia Wanxing.

But if this is true, how could Bo Qingyun still react like this now?

Xia Wanxin's heart was tight.

She couldn't understand him at all.

After pursing her lips, she pressed her emotions after several seconds. She tried her best to smile calmly and said: "No matter what she said, Mr. Bo's current attitude has not explained your choice? It's just some crimes that Mr. Bo doesn't believe it, so why should I care?"

"Who said I don't believe it?" Bo Qingyun suddenly said.

Xia Wanxin was stunned for a moment before realizing what he was saying, her pupils shrank: "What?"

Trying to maintain peace, I still expose a little emotion.

Bo Qingyun curled up her thin lips meaningfully, but her smile did not reach her eyes.

His hand in her ear slowly moved downwards and hooked her neck.

The thin white neck, the skin is particularly delicate, the meridians are clearly audible, showing some fragility, as if he could kill her with a slight force.

Bo Qingyun pressed her palm against the back of her neck and pulled the person in front of her.

Until each other's breathing was clearly heard, he looked into her eyes and said word by word: "Xia Wanxin, I will give you a chance. What else can you hide from me? It is best to confess it clearly at once."

It was too close to him, and the scent of mint tobacco on his body penetrated into his chest along with his words, and Xia Wanxin felt a frosty chill.

Just a word, she would not be scared by him, but she felt a little involuntarily in her heart.

Pulling her lower lip, she maintained a cold smile: "Mr. Bo's paranoia has occurred again? It's a pity that I don't understand what you are talking about."

Bo Qingyun's hands rubbed her neck one after another.

Hearing this, he laughed without being angry.

A low smile rolled out from her throat, and her low-melt voice was hoarse and sexy, and it came to her ears.
Chapter completed!