There was a sarcastic smile outside the door. The voice was lazy and casual. The red figure was the first to come into view.

Su Kui picked up her lips and said, "Gee, I really need to ask the women from the outside world to have a look. This is their godlike man. Now, they have become this look. I don't know how many hearts will be broken if this look is spread out? Cluck... " After that, she chuckled and frowned, "if I could, I'd really like to see it."

"It's a pity," Su Kui said, leaning lazily by the door and looking at his face with a smile. "I can't bear it. It took a lot of hard work to get you. Since then, the more Fusang, no matter how unwilling you are in your heart, you have to be my slave. Understand?"

Women's words, it sounds, are still so harsh.

Yuefusang even had a feeling of listening habits, and there was no fluctuation in her heart. His cool leaden grey eyes gave her a light glance, and then he lowered his eyes to recuperate.

The breath is shallow. If you can't feel his breath, just look at his miserable appearance, and think that there is a dead body lying in front of her.

There is a gentle footsteps and slow steps, such as strolling in the courtyard. The more Fusang knows who it is, just because of the breath, soon, there is a faint smell of Datura. It's the taste of seducing people into the inferno, and it's addictive.

He held his breath a little.

Cold fingertips caressed his cheek, and a slow voice rang out, "why don't you look at me? More Fusang, in fact, sometimes I really want to take a look at your heart, your heart, what are you thinking! " She pinched his jaw, some strength, lazy dark red eyes fixed to look at his face, "no love, no hate, are you practicing the method of abandoning love? Well? "

Why do I treat you like this? Don't you hate me?

Many times, she just wanted to strangle him directly. Because in Luo cult, all the men who are extremely attractive and adorable will treat her as gods. He is the only one who will let her touch the dust every time she sees her!

Hearing this, Yue Fusang finally slowly opened his eyes. He looked at her for a moment, opened his lips, and asked, "because Manjusri, there will be no one in my heart, so I don't need to waste my time. If you want to kill me, feel free. " What he said was the truth. His eyes were cold and calm, clear and clear.

He's real. His heart is his heart.

"Is this your new game? Because Manjusri, unfortunately, I don't like playing games. " He bent his lips and closed his eyes again.

A sharp sense of killing, rampant in the whole dormitory, surrounded by gauze curtain without wind and automatic, the air is heavy and oppressive.

Those people were swept by her eyes, and then quickly retired. Soon, only two of them were left in the dormitory.

As soon as lying down and standing, Su Kui's fingers revolved around his throat, and his lips were filled with the meaning of being fond of killing

The more Fusang's eyes moved, they still didn't open their eyes. He made up his mind and took a negative attitude of no rejection and no acceptance of sunflower's actions.

But is it really negative?

Su Kui smiled like a smile, quickly converged the momentum of the big open, and once again became the seemingly harmless Duanyan woman. She let go, turned and walked out. Lazy left a sentence, "kill you? Yue Fusang, that's the most boring way to play. If I want to play, you can't refuse! "