At night, N went straight into Lan Xin's room without knocking on the door. She was thinking about things, and she didn't realize until he sat down next to her. Her hair had fallen into his hands and was playing with it.

She moved to the side and smiled, "Mr. N, knocking on the door is the most basic courtesy. ”

Without waiting for him to speak, she continued, "I know this is your territory. ”

He was sitting there, wearing a black shirt and black pants. The neckline is open, the corners of the mouth are smiling, and there are waves in the forbidden yu.

How did this person combine so many messy temperaments, and how did he keep these temperaments from interfering with each other?

She got up and tried to sit on the other side, but he pulled her into his arms. His hand touched the wound on her back, and she frowned in pain.

He didn't care, his hand was still on the wound, and he deliberately made a push, and then said, "Do you know that it hurts?"

Spread wild on your wounds and see if you hurt.

She didn't speak, just sat quietly in his arms, her eyes down and playing with her fingers. He hadn't taken the initiative to enter this room during this time, and he must have asked her a question when he suddenly arrived.

He reached out and grabbed her chin, forcing her to look at him, and asked lukewarmly, "I want to know how you got out of the tiger master's hands intact?"

She felt sick when she thought about it, and wanted to forget about it completely, and didn't want to mention it at all.

The disgust in her eyes didn't escape his, and he smiled, "It seems to be a special experience." ”

She changed her eyes and grinned at him, "Mr. N wants to experience it?"

Then he said, "I think all the regulars like Mr. N have experienced the flower work of the Imperial Metropolis, right?"

"What do you mean by that?"

Literally. ”

Suddenly, neither of them spoke, their eyes were staring at each other, and they couldn't see what emotions each other was.

The atmosphere began to heat up, his eyes began to darken, and his body seemed to change.

She was staring at him, not missing his dark eyes. Suddenly, she reached out and took his face and kissed him.

He reacted and pushed her away hard. The darkness in his eyes was gone, replaced by coldness. She sat on the ground and looked up at him, a sneer on her lips.

He stood in front of her and looked at her condescendingly: "Come, let me feel your ability." ”

The voice was cold, but it couldn't hide the hoarseness inside.

She tried to dodge, but was held down tightly by him.

After it was over, he unhurriedly packed everything, and the corners of his eyes and mouth were full of sneers.

"Ahem," she choked on, blushing. Turn around and run to the bathroom, turn on the faucet... She stood there looking at herself in the mirror.

He got everything in order and left the room with a long stride.

The sound of water drowned out the sound of the door closing, but Lan Xin didn't hear it. When he came out, he was stunned for a moment, and then his brows furrowed, not understanding what he meant by coming here tonight.

She glanced at the things on the ground, suddenly her stomach swelled, and she hurriedly ran to the bathroom to hug the toilet and vomit, but nothing came out.

She sat against the toilet for a while, then got up and took another shower, deliberately changed her clothes and went to the restaurant.

I walked around and didn't see anyone, and when I opened the refrigerator, it was all raw, and there was no cooked food. She had no choice but to take a bottle of yogurt to drink, but the more she drank, the hungrier she became.

N came out of her room, unable to suppress the zao heat in her lower abdomen, so she had to take a cold shower. As soon as I walked to the monitor, I saw her lying on the table in the dining room, not knowing what she was doing.

There was a faint sound coming from the monitor, and I couldn't hear it clearly. He put on his clothes and went to the restaurant.

Lan Xin was hungry when she had nothing to eat, and when she thought of the things she had experienced, she became more and more aggrieved, lying on the table and crying.

When a shadow was over her head, she realized that someone was standing in front of her.

Why doesn't this man walk at all?