Ch 102

"Tang Poetry." When the

man called her, he was simply neat, like the wind was passing by and quickly ending, cold and bitter, Tang Shi smiled and blushed, "Bo Shao."

She finally had the courage to face him.

Bo Ye stepped forward, Tang Shi stepped back, and the two faced each other invisibly. She said, "Bo Ye, if you step forward, you will get too close."

Bo Ye stood not far from her, and the man smiled meaningfully. "

I've been even closer." "But I forgot."

Tang Shi calmly parried his approach. When a woman laughed, she looked like an innocent child. At first glance, it seemed that time went back to their beginnings. A glimpse of what I saw.

But she said, "Young Master Bo called me, is there something?"

So strange and alienated.

Bo Ye tightened his fingers holding the wine glass, as if it was Tang Shi's throat.

After a long time, the man escaped a few syllables from his throat, "Tang Poetry, you have changed."

Yes, I have changed.

If I don't change, I will definitely die.

Tang Shi smiled bitterly, like dancing on the tip of a knife. Even if destruction will come in the next second, she will accept it all, "Thanks to you." The

few words, like a sharp blade, cut through his heart, thin. Ye's eyebrows slowly gathered a deep touch, and he slowly said in a tone that Tang poetry could not understand, "Do you hate me?"

Tang Shi laughed softly as if he heard Tianda's joke.

After a long time, she shook her head. She said, "Bo Ye, you come to talk to me about hate or hate now. You are not worthy of this question."

Bo Ye shook her body, and Tang Shi trembled with a smile. She was undoubtedly dazzling and dazzling. Glamorously, she was five years ago, and now she comes back five years later, she can still easily provoke a man's attention, a woman's smiles are full of styles, but the smile in her eyes is cold and cruel.

She said, "Bo Ye, there is a kind of hatred that has reached the end of the mountain, and it doesn't even matter whether

you hate it or not." "You are as strong as arsenic to me."

Tang Shi stepped forward and swept over him lightly, man. Reaching out to hold her slender wrist, she was suddenly pulled out, and she walked in front of him to the embrace of another man who happened to pass by, "Poison is in the bone, dead end. You ask me if I hate it? Of course I hate it. , I loved you so much before, and I hated you later. But now."

She wrapped her arms around the neck of the man who stepped forward, and looked back to see the astonishment of Bo Ye’s eyes bursting, Tang Shi smiled like a fairy, "Bo Ye, time again There is no turning back. When a person is deprived of nothing, there is nothing in this world that can trap her."

The devil named hate ate her sanity completely, the remaining warmth. When being shattered by the night, desperate people will be fearless.

Because she has nothing to lose, so she can lose everything. She is no longer afraid of anything!

The thin night pupil shrank a little, a pair of dark night eyes. At this moment, the pupils seemed to rise from the ground like wind, and in his eyes swept into an overwhelming blizzard, vast and mighty, almost in his eyes. The projection of Tang poetry engulfed.

Su Qi did not expect that he would be used by others to sting another man.

Tang Shi loosened his arms around his neck and whispered, "Thank you Su Shao for your cooperation."

Then the woman quickly pulled away and disappeared at the end of the sight of the two men. She walked out of the crowd and disappeared into the crowd again, as if before His face is just an illusion.

But, but.

However, there was an organ called the heart beating violently in Bo Ye's chest, and every beating actually involved a tingling sense of comfort flowing freely in his blood.