Chapter 6251 Love will last longer than hatred
Jian Jian immediately walked over quickly and pushed his wheelchair back to the living room, and his tone became furious. "What are you doing! Don't you want to live?" "There is glass in front, and the floor-to-ceiling window is two fingers wide. Even if there is a sniper bullet hidden on the opposite floor, you can't shoot it. You're afraid that What." Lu Zhi stood quietly in the wheelchair, his back straight, and he answered faintly without any emotion inside.
The shadows he projected on the marble floor were like bent pine and cypress, and had long been crushed by the wind and snow.
Jian Jing was silent for a moment and suddenly said, "Joe is gone."
Lu Zhi put his hands on the thin blanket, and when he heard it, he didn't respond.
Jian Jing pursed her lips and grabbed the fingers of the armrest behind his wheelchair and closed them: "She and Ye Wangchuan."
Lu Zhi reacted this time and leaned slightly. Too much, the clear and high nose bridge is shining in the floating light of the penthouse suite, and the eyebrows and eyes are light.
"Where is Mr. Zhong? Going with them?"
Jian Jing was silent for a moment before answering him: "No, Mr. Zhong stayed."
He projected the shadow that was about to bend on the ground and was about to break and relaxed in an instant. Jian Jing saw him expressionlessly when he saw him. The outline of the silhouette was a little softer, and I heard him say it.
"That's good."
Jian Jing didn't understand: "What do you want to do?"
Jian Jing thought about it and said, "Jiao this time She was already very angry, but she just didn't get an attack. If you play tricks on Mr. Zhong's head again, she would turn against you. Don't you like her? If you get old and get angry, what are you trying to do! " "Ha." Lu Zhi held the corner of his mouth and his eyes fell on the point of nothingness. After a while, he placed his hand on the wheelchair armrest and drove the wheelchair forward: "I don't anger her, she's not even lazy to look at me. At least she's still like this now. I will get angry and there will be emotional fluctuations related to me."
"Just because of this!" Jian Jing felt that the reason she heard was very outrageous, and stood there blankly, watching Lu Zhi commanding the wheelchair to the wine cabinet to get a bottle of wine and open the cork. Take out a glass and pour the crimson liquid inside into the glass.
She chased after him. "But you will never catch up with Qiao like this." She saw Qiao's reaction today, and her attitude towards Lu Zhi was not even Pinghe.
How can he catch up with Joe at his speed?
She felt that the possibility of Qiao killing them was even greater than the possibility of falling in love with Lu Zhi!
Lu Zhi lowered his head, and the broken hair on his forehead covered his dim eyes. The light was dim and cast shadows on his face, making him look more and more lonely.
He sat quietly in a wheelchair, with one hand resting weakly on the armrest, and his knuckles turned white due to the force. The other hand was holding the goblet, and the warm yellow light jumped on the red wine glass. "Hehe." He suddenly laughed, and a mocking look appeared on the corners of his lips. Little tilt your head, touch the edge of the cup with a thin lips, roll your Adam's apple, and after drinking it all.
Immediately my eyes were blurred, as if I was intoxicated by wine, and as if I was hiding endless thoughts.
"You said it seems that if I will fall in love with her if I try hard to pursue it."
Lu Zhi's voice was hoarse, and he murmured something. As soon as the broken words were spoken, they were quickly swallowed by the silent air. Dissipated without a trace.
Jian Jian was about to prick up his ears and chase him: "What?"
No mistakes, one poem, one content, one in 6, one book, one bar, one reading!
He had already put away his fragility in an instant, turned his wheelchair and turned over, gently lifted his eyelids and looked at Jian Jing's eyes and said coldly.
"I mean, if you can't love, hate is good. Hate lasts longer than love!"