With a shallow smile, he sat on Hua Youran's body, hooked Hua Youran's neck with his affectionate hands, and gently rubbed Hua Youran's cheeks, showing the ambiguity to the fullest.

The thin veil on Leng Yuyan's face couldn't hide his alluring face at all.

Ao Heng sat next to him with tears, his arrogant hands lazily hugged his chest, and from time to time his face skimmed in the direction of Hua Youran, obviously showing an unhappy state, he raised his eyes and saw that Ao Heng looked at Leng Yan with a disdainful look, frowned, wiped a trace of disdain under his eyes, Hua Youran pursed his thin lips, with a smile in the corner of his eyes, and said lightly

"What, jealous?"

“……”

Suddenly, Ao Heng's tearful face gradually darkened, and the annoyed feelings surged into his heart, and after a cold snort, he put his hands behind his back, and strode out with a proud attitude.

The door closed, the crowd fled in a hurry, Leng Yuyan raised her eyebrows slightly, and said in a cold voice, "You think you can get out so easily?" ”

After hearing the words, a trace of coolness seeped into the bones of Ao Heng's tears, and his tone seemed to be light and light, and the appearance of whispering softly made Ao Heng's tears uneasy and his chest seemed to be dull. But Ao Heng tears will not compromise lightly, without saying a word, he turned around and raised his eyes, and said with a smile on the corner of his mouth

"Young Master Ben, if you want to go out, do you think you can stop it?"

“……”

Faintly full of anger and displeasure, Ao Heng's tearful eyes were filled with a breath of terror that wanted to devour the horror, and he approached Leng Yuyan step by step, and Leng Yuyan put her legs on the chair.

Leaning back, showing a charming posture, he rushed to Ao Heng's tears, pinched his jaw with one hand and said coldly

"Ghost King, what do you say about your disobedient villain?"

Looking at Hua Youran, he handed over Ao Heng's tears to Hua Youran's hands, and let her deal with it herself, the ghost king, the name echoed in her mind over and over again, Ao Heng smiled with tears, and the corners of her stiff mouth were hooked.

Hua Youdy's eyes were burning, the evil smile, the smile was particularly charming, and she squinted her charming eyes and said, "Aoheng tears, fresh and tender and tempting!" ”

"Ghost King, stop!"

Suddenly stunned, looking displeased, holding back a faint anger, and shouting softly, Hua Youran held his hands lazily in front of his chest, pursed his lips and said nothing!

The sky suddenly became brisk, cold, slender fingers lightly opened the window, raised his head to look at the bleak sky outside, and it was still very early.

There was a chill, trembling and trembling, his brows were slightly furrowed, his heart was very uncomfortable, and he said to Hua Youran

"Ghost King, do you feel like a force is eroding here?"

“……”

It seems that the clouds are light and breezy, the face is as calm as water, and the eyes of the flower are calm and calm, as deep as the night, unfathomable, and it is obvious that the flower has felt it.

Soon, this power disappeared in front of him, and Hua Youran felt very familiar, and there was an inexplicable feeling in his heart.

Ao Heng sat on the chair unhurriedly with tears, in the mood of watching the play, smiled slightly, dragged the flower into his arms, and his slender fingers lightly lifted her chin and clasped a kiss

Instead, he was dyed by the flowers, and accidentally rubbed into the sensitive position of Ao Heng's tears, and chuckled with low eyes, "Ao Heng tears, so sensitive as if he was moving slightly!" ”

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