Baby you've been counted

"We... know each other?" Han Beier asked suspiciously in the young man's beautiful but weird smile

"No!" There was still a vague smile on the young man's beautiful lips.

"Really...don't you know me?" Han Beier stared into his dark and beautiful eyes probing in, but only saw his dark pupils as dark as night.

As deep as night, as charming as night, but also as elusive as night...

"You are... Lord of the Dark Night?" This is the only name Han Beier can think of at the moment

The only person who can make Bai Hu and Ye Wu, who are already outstanding in themselves, respectfully be called "Masters" is this clean and beautiful boy who looks like a heavenly man!

"Yes!" He looked at her with a charming arc on his lips

"I'll pay back the white tiger's money!" Han Beier said anxiously

I don't know why, but Han Beier feels an inexplicable sense of oppression for a young man who is obviously as beautiful as a summer flower

Although he was smiling, with a charming and beautiful smile, Han Beier always felt that there was an evil, malicious, and mocking feeling emanating from his body, which made her feel uneasy

What if he really has malice towards her?

She can't get out of here no matter what!

Han Beier began to regret her recklessness in her heart, she shouldn't have come here easily, if only she sent someone from Fang Zhong to pay back the money

Sooner or later, she was killed by her unwillingness to be lonely and her playful temper!

"Just return the money to me," An Yejue said amidst Han Beier's apprehension.

"Return it to you?" Han Bei'er looked at him, "But... Baihu lent me the money!"

An Yejue chuckled, "Even the white tiger is mine, let alone his money?"

Han Beier tilted her head and thought for a while, "That's right!"

Han Beier reached out to touch the money, but found nothing at once.

I don't know when the bag on my shoulder disappeared!

Han Beier has never been in the habit of carrying a bag when going out

She thought it was too troublesome and unrestrained

What's more, since she was eight years old, as long as she can remember, she always hugs her when she goes out. If she needs anything, someone will take care of it for her, and she doesn't need to worry about it.

The clothes she was wearing today had no pockets, so she had to pick a bag from the daily necessities that Dongfang Ao had prepared for her before going out, a small bag covered with gold thread and pearls, which just matched the pearl shirt she was wearing outside

——But when did you disappear?

When I paid the taxi driver just now, it was still there!

What a hell!