Chapter 887

He was gasping and hoarse.

Su Yan was about to answer,

"I didn't say anything clearly, so he swallowed them together.

The spring breeze makes the account warm and ambiguous.

The clothes are off.

The two bodies tangled in the night.

Accompanied by waves of ambiguity.

I lost my clothes all over the place.

The light flickered, with a circle of shadows.

Ten at midnight.

Comrade Fengrong has enough to eat and drink. He looks in a good mood with a smile on his lips.

It's completely gone from the way that the wind was killing people.

And Su Yan wrapped in a blanket, tired and hungry, wet eyes, very tired.

At this time, the voice of small flowers in my mind rings

"dingdong, congratulations to the host, the third lesson star lights up."

"The host is very powerful."

After that, Xiaohua didn't wait for the words of her host.

My host seems to be in a bad mood.

For a man who has read many love stories and experienced so many aspects of the world.

Xiaohua immediately understood the symptoms of her host.

The little flower path

"host, the three stars lit up to represent that all his thoughts are on you."

Su Yan's lashes move.

Finally there was a reaction.

"He said we had nothing to do with each other and didn't like me kissing him."

This is the first time Suyan has faced such a problem.

I don't think it's going to work.

What a little flower.

I'm such a smart host. I'm trapped by my love. I'm just like ordinary people when I get to the tip of a cow's horn.

That used to be scary with accurate logical analysis, but now it's useless.

"Host, why don't floret give you an idea?"

Su Yan is confused

Su Yan, who had closed his eyes, opened them.

As soon as he opened it, he saw that he was coming to kiss her.

"How much is it?" she said

Her voice was a little hoarse and soft.

Feng Rong, with a smile on her face, was stunned.

He leaned over and wrapped Su Yan in his arms again.

Warm fragrant nephrite in the bosom, the fire in my heart is being stirred and burned over and over again.

He kissed her face

"You've served me all night. It's very comfortable. How much is it? Let's make a price."

Then Su Yandun.

Then ask Xiaohua, "I have no money."

"Host, raise your own man, and you should also raise him."

Su Yan may be the cause of some tiredness. Listening to Xiaohua, I actually think it makes sense.

Feng's face froze. It took a long time to react.

He reached out his hand and squeezed Su Yan's chin.

Forced her to look up at herself.

"Say it again."

Su Yan felt a tingle coming from her chin.

Su Yan didn't speak.

And Feng Rong is a quiet smile.

He lowered his head and kissed her lips for a while

As soon as Su Yan listens, he blinks. He always thinks things are not good.

In my heart, I silently asked

"floret?"

"Well? Host "

"Didn't you say that he would either ask for money or be angry?"

Xiaohua is holding a bully president romance novel and watching it carefully.

"Well, that's right. That's what the hero said to the heroine. The heroine ran away very angry."

Xiaohua's words, Su Yan doesn't know if she has heard them.

The only thing we know is that the ambiguous entanglement that has not been cleared up rises again in a flash.

If money is not money, put it aside.

It seems more important that we can't get up tomorrow morning.