As a man, he wants to be stronger and more proud. Fu Zhiran is not as good as he wants to be. She pouts her lips against his hegemony. "You are forcing me. You are a strong woman in marriage."

She had a smiling face, blushing with shame.

The tone is almost coquettish and angry. For men, it is tantamount to an aphrodisiac. LAN Jingyan lacks patience. He pulls out his hand and turns over to press Fu Zhiran.

"At most, it's tempting."

He hooked his lips with a smile of evil spirits, which made people fascinated.

Fu Zhiran couldn't help but stretch out his hand, frivolous with his chin, frivolous smile: "this cowboy is so handsome, even if you die under the body, I'm willing to."

She reveals the essence of a hooligan. Every smile is a hook to LAN Jingyan.

He skillfully took off all the shackles of Fu Zhiran's body and couldn't wait for his hegemony. He looked like a tyrant who was addicted to women in ancient times.

Grab Fu Zhiran's leg and arrive at the holy land she wants to reach.

……

The new round of war is finally over. Fu Zhiran and LAN Jingyan are sweating profusely. They fall asleep embracing each other.

I don't know how long I slept. I was woken up by the doorbell.

"Who is it?" Fu Zhiran opened her eyes in a daze and yelled discontentedly. Behind her, she pushed LAN Jingyan, who was also lazy. "You go to open the door quickly. I'm not dressed."

Then she turned over and turned her back to LAN Jingyan, ready to go on sleeping.

People outside don't know what's urgent. The doorbell keeps pressing like a life-threatening sound. LAN Jingyan has to get up, pick up the bath towel thrown on the ground, wrap it around him, go out barefoot and open the door.

A familiar figure rushed into the room angrily, "I don't say anything today."

Tong fenyue talks to herself as she walks.

In her anger, she didn't notice that Lan Jingyan was only wrapped in a bath towel. When she entered the room, she turned around again. At the same time, LAN qinsong also arrived at the door of the room. She pointed to him and scolded: "Lan qinsong, I ordered the room. You don't have the right to live in it. I'll tell you."

LAN Qin, with a straight face, hums coldly: "I'm so old, but I'm still so out of tune and naive."

The tone of criticism is like that of parents to their children.

Tong fenyue sneered, "yes, I'm very old. You go to find Xiao San. If you can't find him, I can help you find him."

The tone was very generous.

LAN Jingyan

Knowing that Fu Zhiran was in the room, LAN qinsong didn't enter the door. He just stood outside the door and talked to Tong fenyue, "I'll go to a city next month for three months of special training. You must come with me."

The attitude is overbearing and strong.

Tong fenyue didn't obey him, "I'm popular at home, I drink spicy food, I can go to the gym to have a look at the little fresh meat, I can take my mobile phone to see little Huang Wen, I can't go to the army with you until my brain is broken."

Said she haughty cold hum a, a twist waist, continue to walk toward the bedroom, "tonight I want to live with small dye."

As she walks, she shouts, "Xiao ran."

Tong fenyue's voice is getting closer and closer. Fu Zhiran quickly puts on her pajamas. Before she can button the buttons on her pajamas, her clothes are half open, and Tong fenyue comes in.

"Well

Seeing Fu Zhiran's untidy clothes, Ms. Tong fenyue immediately understood what had just happened, "did I destroy your good things?"

She looked at Fu Zhiran and asked uncertainly.

I don't know if they just finished or just started.

Fu Zhiran was embarrassed and shook his head, "... No... No."