No one would notice that the light in his eyes was slightly red.

It's really like a demon in a comic.

How come the devil is old, right?

He smiled again, lazy as he was: "Okay, just let you know I'm still here."

"What does it mean?" Mr. Clever Ru'an frowned: "Are you not going to meet Jiu?"

Mr. Bo stood there, as if he was merged with the darkness: "I have seen her, and our Jiu Ye is indeed very beautiful in a wedding dress."

"You attended their wedding abroad?" Mr. An suddenly looked up: "Didn't they recognize you?"

Mr. Bo corrected him: "To be precise, I presided over their wedding. Haha, these two people have a good attitude and chose the church where I sleep."

"You are sleeping in the church?" Old Master An paused, remembering the first time he saw this person, and then said: "I have a question that I have always wanted to ask, what method did you use to eliminate the wound that I hit you at that time."

Mr. Bo chuckled: "Lao An, isn't it too late for you to ask this question now?"

Mr. An wants to say something else.

I heard a cell phone ringing.

Mr. Bo pressed the answer button, his voice changed a little, and his magnetic softness was soft: "I? It seems that I am lost. Well, I don't know where I am. I want to pick me up? Okay, I'll wait for you here. Don't drive too fast, it's a bit cold, right? Remember some things, then I'll hear what you remember..."

Mr. An knew very well how his age-lost friends would be like a soft-hearted person.

It is clear who came from the phone number.

After seeing him hanging up the phone, Mr. An turned his eyes and smiled at him, "I will take her to watch their game. Speaking of which, I have only had time to watch their game recently. When they win, I will give them another thing."

After leaving this sentence behind.

The slender figure disappeared into the vast night.

Always elegant and incredible.

But Mr. An did not stop him. After all, it was enough to say this.

And he also knew that when this man left here, he would stand on the side of the road and pretend to be pitiful, and there was no way to stop him.

As expected.

Mr. Bo is indeed familiar with things like eating soft food.

He walked to the side of the road. Although his temperament was still evil, his suit jacket was untied, and he seemed a little confused.

Just stood there, and from the corner of my eyes glanced at the group of bats staying under the street lights.

If someone else was there, you would definitely see the bats that seemed to have trembled a few times before leaving.

What's more, there shouldn't be bats in the city center today that are so close to people, and the seasons are not in line with each other.

Everyone knows that bats like dark and humid places.

So why is it here?

Everything in front of me doesn't seem real.

As the bats left, the black fog around them also dissipated a lot.

Mr. Bo stood under the street light, and his shadow was pulled long.

The night winds in autumn will be a little strong.

His black hair was blown a little messy, but even so, it did not affect his handsomeness, but instead made him look a little pitiful.
Chapter completed!