Chapter 915 The male protagonist is too bad 37

After speaking, he sent the gift box to Su Yan's arms.

Su Yan refused.

It's hard to send it out, and you have to take it back again?

No way.

Su Yan spread his hand and didn't want to pick it up.

And at this time, Shu Ze had already handed it to Su Yan's arms.

I am leaving.

One is unstable, and the box is skewed.

The basketball inside rolled down and slowly rolled in the direction of the curb.

Shu Ze looked at it, probably out of a love for basketball.

Soon he trotted over.

Luckily, the basketball landed right next to the black van parked nearby.

Blocked by a car, the basketball did not roll down to the middle of the road.

Shuzer bent down to pick up the basketball.

And one hand took a step faster than him and picked up the basketball.

Shu Ze was stunned for a moment and raised his head.

Then he saw the man in a suit and neatly dressed in front of him.

The basketball was held by him, and the man was expressionless.

Just shouted into the closed door

"Young Master."

Shuzer looked in the direction of the car door.

The window was only half open.

Half of a man's face was revealed.

The dark and dazzling gaze, as soon as they looked at each other, made Shu Ze's heart startled.

After half a ring, the man's eyelids drooped.

The windows are completely down.

Revealing that perfect face.

Feng Rong who came to pick up Su Yan.

His eyelids lowered for a moment, his thin lips hooked

"Go see what's in that box."

Red Night nodded

"Yes"

When Su Yan originally saw Feng Rong, the first thought that floated through his mind was that he could finally go back.

Follow, when watching Red Night walk towards her with that basketball in her arms.

I don't know why, she always has a feeling of being caught.

Although, she sent things above board.

But why, just a little nervous?

Thinking so, Su Yan's eyes also looked at the box.

There was nothing left in the box.

Xiaohua whispered

"Host, are you relieved?"

Su Yan didn't speak.

And the kung fu that came over in the red night.

Feng Rong was already in a wheelchair and got off the business car.

Feng Rong's eyelids were lowered, and he sat there without saying a word.

After Hongye finished checking, he walked towards Feng Rong.

Su Yan also walked over.

He spoke out unhurriedly

"Sending basketballs?"

As he spoke, Feng Rong had already taken the basketball over and played with it in his hand.

On the basketball, there was a black pen left on it.

He is a very famous football player.

Feng Rong hooked his lips and smiled, and looked at Su Yan with faint eyes

"You bothered to give this gift."

Su Yan immediately shook his head

"I don't bother."

Feng Rong put the basketball on his lap and put one hand on it.

His voice was soft,

"You like him?"

Su Yan replied quickly

"I don't like it."

Shu Ze next to him noticed that the relationship between this pair was unusual, so he didn't speak all the time.

Hearing Su Yan's neat answer again, I thought of the letter in my pocket.

I felt choked.

But thinking about it again, the matter between the two of them has nothing to do with him.

Shu Ze spoke up

"I've also returned the gift, so I won't bother the two of you."

After saying that, he turned around and was about to leave.

As soon as he turned around, Feng Rong's eyes swept over the pink envelope peeking out of his pants pocket.

"Wait."

Shu Ze was stunned

"Anything else?"

Feng Rong's gaze was fixed on what was in his pants pocket.

His throat rolled, his eyes were fixed, and the momentum around him became a little gloomy

"Red Night."