Vol 2 Chapter 55: Definitely not him

Gu Yunbo was dumbfounded, and looked up in astonishment to see the handsome face that was close at hand glowing under the moonlight, beautiful like an elf and more like a monster. She bit her lip, it hurts, not an illusion or vertigo.
"Take it." Meng Fan urged.
"What are you doing?" She looked at the one-hundred-dollar bill handed to her, even more confused.
"New year's money! Are you paying me New Year's greetings?" Meng Fan's eyes fell on her knees, as she was kneeling on the ground with one hand on the ground.
Gu Yunbo jumped up from the ground in an instant, and she would only give him a New Year's greetings until her brain was wattless.
"Why are you here?" She turned her head and looked around. The strong murderous and dangerous sense of oppression that had just disappeared was gone. She looked at Meng Fan, who was open-minded, and denied the absurd speculation in her heart.
It's definitely not him.
The danger and murderousness just now was too strong, too domineering and cold. This kind of breath definitely does not belong to Meng Fan, one is a gentleman Langlang, and the other is a bloodthirsty demon.
It is completely different, the difference between cloud and mud is definitely not him.
"Come with me." She pulled Meng Fan back home on guard, and closed the door easily, staring at the outside guardingly, not even daring to open her eyes. The body was tight, and the hand that was holding Meng Fan was not released yet, the distance between the two of them was close and ambiguous.
Meng Fan glanced complicatedly across the entangled hands of the two of them, and stood behind her without moving.
Gu Yunbo watched for a long time, and finally heaved a sigh of relief when he was sure that the danger had disappeared. Suddenly Songxi came down, his body's strength seemed to be emptied instantly, and he fell backwards weakly, being dragged by Meng Fan behind him.
"I was scared to death." She stretched out her hand and wiped the cold sweat from her forehead, which was just dangerous. It is reasonable to say that there are a few top masters in the Northern Military Region. Among the younger generation, Meng Fan is counted as one, Living Hades is counted as one, and Shen Yu is counted as one, but these people are not comparable to the person just now.
who can that be?
Could it be
Jiang is still old and spicy, will it be from Su Hai's generation?
Meng Fan put her look into his eyes, and a faint smile waked up on his lips. This little girl responded pretty well, she was a good soldier.
Gu Yunbo racked his brains and thought for a long time, but he did not expect that he was determined in his heart to find out that it was terrifying to have such a dangerous person around him.
Gu Yunbo was focused on thinking, but he didn't notice that he was still leaning on the man's arms. Inadvertently moved, his head hit the man's chin, making a loud noise.
"I'm sorry, are you okay?" Gu Yunbo reacted, feeling guilty, distressed, and uncomfortable. She attached Meng Fan to the chair and sat down, squatting on the ground and staring at him blankly.
"Does it hurt? It hurts? The chin is very fragile. What if it breaks?" Such a beautiful chin.
Meng Fan's face was as pale as jade, but his chin, which was perfectly lined, was red. He hissed and rubbed it to make it redder.
"Does it hurt? Do you want me to rub it?"
Meng Fan let go, glanced at her strangely, and then handed over one hundred yuan.
"..." Does he have a lot of money?
"Give me a New Year's greeting again." With a hint of helplessness in Meng Fan's voice, he stuffed the money into her pocket, "It's two hundred yuan. You made a good New Year's greeting."
Gu Yunbo took out the two hundred yuan in his pocket. He was a little bit dumbfounded. He wanted to return it to him, but his eyes were swept to his knee which was still on the ground, and he took it back.
The New Year is about to come, so she can't kneel for nothing, although she didn't kneel at all, nor did she want to give him a New Year greeting.
But she is short of money! Poor people are short, horses are thin and long.