Chapter 38： You are guilty of peach blossoms

Yan Zhixu, who had always seen all kinds of men, couldn't help but dazzled his eyes with admiration in his eyes.

His eyes fell on his hand, slender and fair, with well-defined knuckles, not beautiful.

"Children, no one told you, don't stare at a man with such eyes?"

Fu Shimo stood on the spot, the darkness in his eyes became more and more intense, as if turbulent waves were hitting the rocks.

He pushed the glasses on the bridge of his nose, and his voice was stained with traces of silk, "This will make people want to eat you."

The mouth was saying ambiguous words, but the distance between the two people was always the same, maintaining the range between normal people.

Obviously nothing was done, but the surrounding temperature seemed to be gradually rising.

"Oh?"

Yan Zhixu retracted his gaze, and the tail sound rose, dyed with a hint of coquettishness.

The tongue lightly licked the delicate lower lip, and the shimmering light in the eyes, fierce and cruel, "If you are not afraid of bursting your stomach, it is not bad."

As he said that, his eyes were looking at him wantonly, and the threat was self-evident.

"Heh..." A low laughter overflowed from Fu Shimo's throat.

In my heart, I was more sure of the last thought, the child's temper is indeed very grumpy.

He moved his skeletal fingers, "Do you like it?"

Yan Zhixu stared at his hand without concealing, "Hmm."

These hands are indeed the gospel of the hand-controlled party.

Fu Shimo had an intoxicating smile in his eyes, "My honor."

Glancing at her clothes, she raised her hand slightly to reveal snow white.

The smile in his eyes suddenly disappeared, and it was extremely cold, as if the smile just now was just an illusion.

Yan Zhixu lowered his head, his eyes slightly cold.

Dean Fu, the look in her eyes just now seemed a little unkind.

Sheng Jinyun had just finished checking the room and was ready to go back to the office to take a good rest.

With a casual glance, he saw Fu Shimo in the corridor, with a tall woman standing beside him.

He picked up the Chaban watch and patted his head, "Widow King Wannian also chats with a woman for so long?"

Shaking his head, with thick gossip in his eyes, he hurried to the melon-eating scene.

He felt that the relationship between the two must not be simple.

Stepping forward, "Amo, are you still going back?"

As he said that, he looked at Yan Zhixu, his acting skills were poor, showing a faint glimmer of doubt, "Cough, cough, who is this?"

No need to introduce.

Sheng Jinyun's eyes suddenly widened, "You you you..."

He tried hard to restrain his excitement, his face flushed red, and he lowered his voice, "Are you Yan Zhixu?"

Yan Zhixu looked calm, "Well, I am."

"I rely on..."

I actually saw a real person.

In the past few days, Yan Zhixing has been frequently searched, and he has enough sense of existence.

She didn't care about his surprise and excitement, looked at his face and frowned slightly.

"You're going to be fickle today, it's best not to go out at night, otherwise there will be a **** disaster."

This man committed peach blossoms, but the ordinary peach blossom robbery has been promoted to the peach blossom evil, and the power is even more ferocious.

He even had a strong sense of death all over his body. If Peach Blossom couldn't get rid of it, he would begin to see blood tonight, and he would be unlucky all the way until the Peach Blossom finally took his life.

Sheng Jinyun: ? ? ? ?

How can a good female star suddenly change the style of painting and become a fortune-telling magic stick?

He looked at Fu Shimo, then looked at Yan Zhixu, and mulled over his lines again and again, "Cough, cough, peach blossoms, I know that I am very handsome, and it is normal to have peach blossoms."

With his face alone, it's not normal not to leave peach blossoms.

Fu Shimo's eyes were a bit cold.

Sha, just listen to know that it is not good.