Shen Changxiu was also wearing a black riding suit, and the tailored haute couture set off his figure like a knight under a Western European helmet. One of his slender hands rested lightly on Su An's shoulders and folded them easily, "An An," looked down at Su An, narrow eyes narrowed, "Who are you looking at?"
"Look at the man who just rode," Cheng Suan smiled embarrassedly, "that man looks really good."
When facing Shen Changxiu, Su An was always nervous. The feelings Shen Changxiu and Chu He brought him were actually very different, but the occasional clues always gave Su An a deja vu feeling of depression.
That is like Chu He, but not like Chu He.
"My equestrian skills are also good," Shen Changxiu smiled, "No one is born to be able to ride a horse, An Ando just needs to practice."
Two horses were ahead, the more docile one was for Su An. With the help of the coach at the racecourse, Su An got on the horse, and the coach hurriedly said, "Hold on!" and ran to the front to lead the horse.
After being led for a few steps, Su An gradually relaxed. In the distance there was a faint greenery, and Su An asked curiously, "Is there a forest outside the racecourse?"
Thinker
The horse farm coach explained it skillfully, "It's a forest, but it's a man-made forest. It's connected to the horse farm. Some guests feel that the horse farm is boring, and they can also run for two laps in the forest."
Su An: "That requires good riding skills, right?"
"It's good to be familiar with it," the coach of the racecourse adjusted the direction. "It may not be suitable for you to go in for the first time. It's enough to come a few times. Basically, those who dare to run in have a certain foundation. If you are curious, I can pull it. I'll take you in for a walk."
Su An grabbed the horse rope and shook his head, "It's good to be here."
Along the way, Su An and Shen Changxiu chatted for a few days, and Shen Changxiu was not leaking, and almost didn't let Su An get any useful information. Su An sighed that Shen Changxiu was difficult, and suddenly asked, "Brother-in-law, how did you and sister meet?"
Shen Changxiu squinted his eyes, as if he was reminiscing, and after a long time he was not sure: "It should be at a banquet."
Scumbag, you fucking forget about it.
Su An: "Did brother-in-law fall in love with sister at first sight?"
Shen Changxiu smiled without saying a word.
Cheng Suan blinked, "Brother-in-law?"
"Su Qing is very beautiful," Shen Changxiu said slowly, "many people will treat her favorably because of her looks."
Just a bit of a bad character.
Stupid, greedy, selfish. But Shen Changxiu didn't seem to be doing anything wrong. The more Cheng Suqing was like this, the easier it was to be obedient.
He changed the subject: "An An, can you run twice?"
Su An accompanied Shen Changxiu around twice, and kept bringing the topic to Cheng Suqing and his ex-wife. Not much was found. He was dry and sweaty from the sun.
In the end, I couldn't hold it anymore, so I dismounted and ran into the lounge to replenish water and rest.
After a while, the door of the lounge was pushed open, Su An looked up, and someone else came in.
The man was still steaming with steam, and his steps were hurried. He took off his gloves and unbuttoned his clothes with no expression on his face. The blood-red tattoo on his pale neck spread upward, and it looked like a living thing after being stained with sweat.
Why is He Xiran again.
Su An stepped back, hiding behind the staff.
He Xiran sweated a lot, and her hair was wet with sweat. It can be seen that He Xiran is not a vampire. Where can a vampire come here to cool down like a stove
Suddenly a cautious thought appeared, could it be a mutant in vampires
The staff hurriedly brought ice water and towels. Su An had enough rest. He didn't really want to see He Xiran when he was unprepared. His eyes lit up and he said loudly, "Little classmate Cheng Suan?"
He Xiran heard the words and immediately looked at Su An with a burst of heat. The gray-green in his eyes was evaporated by a thin mist, and he accurately captured Su An in the crowd.
"Hello, Mr. He," Su An walked out from behind the staff, smiling awkwardly but politely, "Hello assistant uncle."
"Hello, little classmate," the assistant looked at him up and down in surprise, "I didn't expect to meet you here. The little classmate looks really good after wearing the riding suit, right boss?"
Su An smiled embarrassedly, and out of the corner of his eye glanced at He Xiran.
He Xiran closed his eyes and leaned on the sofa, "Go get me a pack of cigarettes."
The assistant shrugged and left, and the staff in the lounge followed. In a blink of an eye, there were only two of them left in the lounge.
In the quiet room, He Xiran's breathing sounded slightly heavier than usual. Su An paused, walked to He Xiran, bent down, and softened her voice, "Mr. He, did you and my brother-in-law wrap the entire racecourse?"
There were only He Xiran and Shen Changxiu in the entire racecourse. In addition, He Xiran called Shen Changxiu yesterday, and Shen Changxiu's face was slightly gloomy. Su An felt that there was a high probability that He Xiran had used some means to force Shen Changxiu to accept him. on the same horse farm.
He Xiran is a painter and Shen Changxiu is a businessman, but He Xiran is more than a simple painter now.
He Xi Ran still closed his eyes and hummed casually.
Su An's voice was mixed with honey, each word was sweeter than the other, "The tone of voice I spoke to you yesterday was not good, Mr. He, don't be angry."
He Xiran's chest rose and fell quietly, if it wasn't still alive, he would have thought it was a corpse.
Su An continued to speak, her eyes trembled, and she looked a little uneasy, "After you said something like that to me on the rooftop, I was a little scared... This kind of thing is unusual, and my brother-in-law is usually gentle, not like you said that Is there any misunderstanding between the two of you?"
He Xiran said lightly, "He told you that I am sick."
"..." Su An was speechless. Shen Changxiu said something like this, and he was suspected of lying, but, "Mr. He, take the liberty to ask, what kind of medicine did you take in the studio earlier?"
He Xiran raised her eyes, her eyelids fluttered, "You don't believe me."
Cheng Suan closed his mouth.
You are an unfamiliar outsider, why ask others to listen to you instead of listening to your brother-in-law
The assistant knocked on the door and came in with a pack of cigarettes. He Xiran calmly took out a cigarette and put it in his mouth. The smoke was sprayed on Su An's face. Su An was choked and coughed softly, sniffled, and took a step back.
He Xiran seemed to laugh sarcastically, Su An raised his hand to cover his mouth and nose, and gave He Xiran a light glance, "Mr. He."
He Xi shook the ash, "What do you want to know?"
Su Anxin jumped, and looked at He Xiran.
He Xi Ran's thin lips parted lightly, took another breath of the cigarette, and spit it out.
In tense moments, Su An's lips were dry.
He licked his lips and glanced at the assistant. The assistant got up and walked out with a wink, "You guys continue to talk, I'll go to the toilet."
The door of the lounge closed again. Su An had a lot of questions he wanted to ask, but he swallowed them one by one. What He Xiran said had a very important premise, whether he was Chu He, and whether the words were true.
But apart from He Xiran himself, I'm afraid others won't know who he is and whether he is telling a lie or the truth.
Su An hesitated for a while, then lowered her voice: "You said your brother-in-law killed your sister, is there any evidence?"
He Xiran glanced sideways at the window, and Su An followed with a keen look outside. The mountains outside the window undulate, there are only a few people in the nearby racecourse, and the branches of trees not far away are about to poke at the glass window.
He Xiran turned around and said calmly, "No."
"..." Su An pulled out a hypocritical smile, "Uncle He, is what you said to me just to play with me?"
"I don't have the evidence, but that doesn't mean the evidence doesn't exist," He Xiran's tone didn't change at all. He looked up at his hand, and suddenly, "The wound is scarred."
Su An subconsciously glanced at his hand, and the red mark that was drawn had already formed a light red scar, lying across the soft palm. This place often opened and closed, so the healing was very slow.
Yu Guang glanced at He Xiran. He Xiran's cigarette was about to burn halfway. He was looking at the scar on Su An's hand intently, looking completely absorbed.
Su An tentatively raised his hand, and He Xi Ran's eyes followed his hand slowly up, Su An raised his eyebrows, and suddenly put his hand to his lips and licked it.
He Xiran paused, and finally put his eyes on his face and looked at him quietly.
"Uncle He," Cheng Suan's eyes were pure curiosity, he tilted his head, "Is blood good to drink?"
He Xiran was smoking a cigarette, and seemed completely unmoved by Su An's movements. His slender legs were overlapping, his riding boots were flat, and the word "calm" was written all over his hair.
Oh no, maybe it's the words "sex. indifference".
Su An's wound could still taste a little blood, he frowned and put down his hand, and honestly commented: "It's very unpalatable." There was a fishy smell.
The clock on the wall has been running for fifteen minutes, and it is time for Su An to leave. He thought for a while, and asked the last question with a sincere expression, "Uncle, I'll call you uncle, can you tell me sincerely, is it true when you said that you were not sick?"
He Xiran extinguished the cigarette, "Yes."
Su An smiled and thanked He Xiran for leaving.
A minute after he left, the assistant walked in cautiously with a glass of ice water in his hand. As soon as the water was put down, the assistant said in surprise, "Boss, why is the tattoo on your body getting darker again?"
He Xiran raised his neck and closed his eyes without speaking. His black hair swept behind his ears, and on his slender neck, the dove blood tattoo that had faded away once again protruded his head from the neckline.