Chapter 266: Love Town 39 (End)

Chapter 266 Love Town 39 (End)

Cold and thin lips from the corners of the eyes to the tip of the nose, leaving thin and thick kisses all the way, then sucking on Fu Anan's slender neck.

Because of Fu Yizhi's actions, the image of the woman who died by the roadside suddenly appeared in his mind.

A voice shouted in her head—

Fu Anan, wake up, you will die if you get slapped!

But he smells so good...

The big hands with thin calluses, the rough touch slid on the skin, and there was a dull pain after the numbness.

He's pinching his fart. fart.

Fu Anan thought vaguely, rationally trying to make the last struggle—

You are crazy! Even if he didn't get slapped to death, it would still be cool to return to reality!

But he smells really good! !

As the saying goes, if you die under the peony flower, you can be a ghost!

The last bit of sanity was completely eroded, Fu Anan was completely dazzled by the scent, grabbed Fu Yizhi's open shirt, and sniffed it like a puppy.

The clothes on the two of them became less and less, just when Fu Yizhi was about to go further,

On the bedside clock, the hour, minute, and second hands overlap.

Ding! The clock chimes harshly

They were instantly pulled back to their respective game spaces.

【Congratulations to player Fu Anan, the game "Love Town" has been successfully cleared. In this round of the game, you will get 20 points. At the same time, you will eliminate 8 pre-dealer players and get 80 extra points. 】

Still being a ghost and being romantic?

Can't you hold on for twenty minutes!

Fu Anan slapped herself hard, and waited anxiously in the room for Father Fu's call to pronounce her own result.

Waited until night.

Yan Senbo came to the room to call her.

Fu Anan followed behind him anxiously, looking at the vacant space in the middle, silently reciting the self-criticism in his heart.

"If you don't come down, sir, just let us have dinner." Yan Senbo said.

Fu An'an breathed a sigh of relief, but felt uncomfortable.

It was as if a big knife was hanging above his head, unable to fall.

Su Cen, who had just returned from Africa, was tanned to a degree, and he was a little puzzled when he glanced at Fu An'an's absent-minded look.

Master Fu didn't show up all afternoon, and Xiao An'an didn't eat well.

The two of them are so strange today?

Su Cen's gaze stayed on Fu An'an, thinking about what was going on. Suddenly feeling someone watching him, he raised his head to meet Yan Senbo's gaze.

I saw him smile slightly, "Su Cen, what did you gain from going to Africa?"

Su Cen: I have gained skin color.