Rebirth of a giant: President Bingshan's favorite school flower

Hearing Su Xiaomo's words, he clenched his fists and rattled, and the veins on his hands popped out.

what did she say?

He thought he had heard it wrong.

Never bother him again?

Hmph, she never seemed to take the initiative to come to him, even if it was to provoke her, he was the one who provoked her first.

When did she respond to him?

What she gave him the most was rejection.

Don't want his money, don't want his help, don't want him to be her backing.

He just hoped that once in a while, she could tell him the words to ask him to help.

Such a simple hope, in front of her, became a luxury.

What kind of virtue and ability is she, Su Xiaomo, to make Yan Teng so humble, even a casual passerby (the passerby in Yan Teng's eyes naturally refers to Murong Yu), he can't compare to him.

What is he?

For her, even the lowest bottom line has been broken.

Announcing the relationship between them, she should know what it means.

He is not a casual person, and he will not easily introduce the women around him to his good friends and brothers, let alone make it public.

However, Su Xiaomo made him break all the impossible.

But she pretended not to know anything, pretended to be stupid in front of him, as if she didn't know anything.

He just let her pretend to be stupid, as long as she can be by his side, a lifetime of obedience is enough.

But, why did she still want to come out to provoke other men after he did this?

Could it be that she is really a cold-blooded, heartless woman?

If possible, he really wanted to dig out her heart to see what color it was.

Su Xiaomo walked away gradually, and from a distance behind her, she heard things smashed beside her, as well as the screams of girls.

She froze for a moment, but walked out firmly.

Anyway, in the future, anything about him has nothing to do with her.

Whether he loses his temper or gets hurt, there are a lot of people who want to be by his side, no matter what, there is no place for her.

However, Su Xiaomo couldn't help being stunned when she heard the loud noise behind her.

Still under the leadership of Murong Yu, I don't know what happened to me, and walked out of the clubhouse.

If we say that life is an adventurous journey.

Then Su Xiaomo and Yan Teng's meeting and being together is the most adventurous exploration.

She knew that there would be no result for the two of them, but she still chose to be together.

Although she kept telling herself in her heart, she was just trampling Yao Liping under her feet for revenge and to have a strong backer.

But he still couldn't control his sinking heart, watching himself sinking into the trap set by him step by step.

In the end, even if he is sober, he cannot escape the fate of being trapped in his cage.

Su Xiaomo didn't know how she was brought into the car by Murong Yu, she was like a puppet, after she got in the car, she didn't say a word or move.

It was Murong Yu who helped her fasten her seat belt, then took her home, put her on the bed and fell asleep, and he was willing to leave in peace.

In the darkness, hearing the door of the living room closed, Su Xiaomo opened her eyes, staring blankly at the dark ceiling.

The darkness, like the bloodthirsty roar of the devil, vented its rage against her. ,

A huge vortex formed in front of her eyes, circle after circle of turbines, constantly rushing towards her ferociously, as if to devour her.

Only by closing your eyes can you isolate such a beast-like attack from the world.

However, the closing of the eyes makes the ears greener, and no matter what they listen to, they become particularly sensitive.

The dust floating in the air around her is talking to her, the pillows on the bed, the quilt, and even the cups and bowls in the living room are telling her stories.

Tell her that what happened to them when they were born condemns all kinds of crimes of human beings.

Countless words, like spells, rushed towards her densely, entered from her ears, passed through every level, and entered her brain.

In the end, a spell was formed to evoke those once beautiful fragments, his embrace, his tenderness, and his doting on her.

In the end, staying on his ruthless and indifferent face, the stimulation made her have a splitting headache, and the pain was about to explode.

So, she opened her eyes again, preferring to suffer the visual shock rather than recall the memories that made her obsessed.

Then, in front of her eyes were countless his shadows, angry, childish, serious, and cold, all rushing towards her.

Like a wild beast, it wants to swallow her up.

She had to close her eyes, and then she was caught in an endless cycle of this kind.

The pain made her forget how to fall asleep. She curled up, her back arched, like a lonely psychopath, changing positions endlessly, moaning alone in the dark night.

On the other side of the city, Yan Teng, who was hurt by love, was not much better than Su Xiaomo.

The only difference between men and women is that after a woman is injured, she will close her stomach, lick the wound, and heal silently.

Men, on the other hand, paralyze themselves with alcohol and vent all their emotions with anger.

Of course, Yan Teng is the king among men, different from ordinary men.

His way of venting is to lock himself up in his stomach to heal his wounds, that is to use alcohol to anesthetize his nerves until his brain is paralyzed, and he will not think of the pain in his heart.

However, the more he wanted to forget, the more he poured the red liquid into his mouth, the more awake he became.

Therefore, he can only drink non-stop, not letting himself stop, there will always be a time when he will be drunk.

Then, when Liang Qi, DRIO, and Yun Fei'er arrived together, the moment they opened the door, the smell of alcohol was already irritating and choking.

And Yan Teng was sitting on the ground, surrounded by a lot of empty wine bottles, he was holding a big bottle of red wine in his hand, pouring it into his mouth desperately.

The bright red liquid ran along the corners of his lips, crossed his neck, and finally settled on the white shirt, which had become a big halo.

It is conceivable that he has such a strong desire to get himself drunk in order to make himself look like this.

"Damn it, what did that woman do to you?"

With a low curse, DRIO rushed over and snatched the wine bottle from Yan Teng's hand.

If Mo Yu hadn't called them to come over, would he have planned to drink himself to death here?

What kind of charm is that woman in the end? It's worth him making himself into such a mess for her over and over again.

Look at this drunk with blurred eyes, disheveled clothes, and smell of alcohol all over his body, how can he still be the usual high-spirited and aloof young master Yan.

The bottle in his hand was empty, Yan Teng didn't get angry like usual, he was slightly stunned for a while with his head down, then picked up another bottle beside him, and started to drink.