C7

Liu Qingyan was stunned for a moment before he sneered. He leaned over, lifted up her hair, lowered his head and kissed her ear. He then asked frivolously, "Dearest, what does that have to do with me?"

He didn't care what kind of life she wanted, what she wanted to marry.

He was just interested in her again, so before he got tired of her, he wouldn't let other men get their hands on her.

Su Wen was startled, he then used his hand to prop himself up from the bathtub, without even looking at Liu Qingyan, he walked straight to the bathroom.

In the mirror, there was a touch of coldness on her face. Although she was normally covered up by her bangs and her expression, her lips were red and her teeth were white, and her facial features were distinct. She was still a peerless beauty.

Just looking at that face was enough to make one's blood boil with anger.

Liu Qingyan came over from the back and wrapped his arms around her. The desire that had not disappeared was still there as he leaned against her buttocks, stroking, drifting and slowly moving to the spot that he had just left.

This posture was not bad either, it was a good spot that Su Wen chose.

However, just as he was about to enter, Su Mo, who had been cooperating with him all along, suddenly turned around. Liu Qingyan's actions were gone, and he wanted to curse out loud.

The next moment, a cold sharp blade pressed against his neck artery.

It was a blade.

In the bathroom, the temporary blade prepared for the guests by the hotel, Su Ming had no idea when Su Ming had received the letter.

Liu Qingyan's eyes drooped slightly as he glanced at the cold blade. The thin blade was almost able to cut through his skin, but he did not feel any fear. He only smiled, brimming with interest as he asked, "For him, you want to kill me?"

"..." I don't dare. If I kill you, the Liu Family will let everyone die with you. You are just a fucking evil demon. " Su Wen furiously swore. With a flick of his wrist, the blade turned around and rested on his neck. "If you force me any further, I'll die for you."

Liu Qingyan cast a sidelong glance at her.

"I just want to marry a good family." I just want to marry a good family. Su Wen's attitude quickly softened, and his cold gaze just now became as weak as a little white rabbit.

Liu Qingyan scoffed again, he crossed his arms and backed off a bit, and finally gave in: "You think Du Haichuan really likes you? When he finds out about your background and past, he'll probably run faster than anyone else. Write a letter, don't lie to yourself anymore. He's not for you. "

"He won't! He's a good person!" Su wrote a letter to refute him with certainty.

Liu Qingyan felt uncomfortable in his heart, but his expression remained impassive and cold.

"Fine, I'll grant you that wish. If Du Haichuan is truly willing to marry you, not only will I bless you, I'll also give you a big gift. However, make a bet that he won't last a week." Liu Qingyan calmly said a few words, and then his lips curved upwards as he shamelessly said, "But we still have to finish what we haven't done yet. Otherwise — I don't mind collecting your corpse for you."

Su Wen gritted his teeth and put down the blade.

Liu Qingyan had already flipped her over and pressed her back against the washroom. In the mirror, there were two overlapping silhouettes. Unexpectedly, something strange happened … Shop together?

Du Haichuan was still watching TV outside.