Ding Lan was lying on the big bed, with a pair of deep black eyes, moist and bright, but they inevitably looked a little hollow.

The furnishings in the bedroom are simple, with cool wallpaper, a large wooden bed, and only a huge, black cool painting on the wall.

In the painting, she is naked, lying on the black gravel, the lines of her back are smooth and sharp, and her eyes are empty and cold.

The knife lay next to Ding Lan, looked at the painting, and for a moment, moved his lips:

"Who drew it for you?"

The knife's voice was low and hoarse, Ding Lan's heart paused slightly, he didn't turn his head sideways, but the corners of his lips couldn't help but bend slightly:

"Myself, I can't stand my appearance being sketched by others."

The voice was not loud, but with a piercing coldness, Xiao Dao's heart was slightly cold, but he didn't say anything.

In the love just now, he and Ding Lan seemed to be very focused and attentive, and Xiaodao felt that Ding Lan, a woman, seemed to bring him a different feeling every time.

And Ding Lan is no different.

It suddenly occurred to her that Knife was the only man who had ever slept in her big bed.

Is she an exception for him?

This realization made Ding Lan feel a little unhappy in her heart, she has always been a loner, she doesn't like to change for anyone, and she doesn't like to let anyone occupy a different position in her life.

After a moment, Ding Lan gathered his mind slightly:

"How did you get here?"

Hearing Ding Lan say this, Xiaodao remembered another purpose for coming to Ding Lan today:

"I'm coming to you on behalf of the Mohs Group!"

"Mohs Group?"

"Mohs Group wants to draw the design draft of this project!"

"Whew!"

After Xiaodao finished speaking, Ding Lan unexpectedly broke out with an inexplicable sneer, and the disdain and ridicule in the laughter were so obvious that they were almost undisguised.

The knife frowned a little unhappily:

"How?"

"Strangers are indeed strangers!"

Ding Lan had already recovered her usual expressionless face at this time, and she didn't say a word without the slightest emotion, and when she said this, the lust on her face had not completely retreated.

As he spoke, Ding Lan lifted the quilt and walked out of bed, his naked and naked body was not an inch, but there was no slightest twisting and discomfort, he was generously exposed to the knife, and then picked up the nightgown that had just been scattered on the ground and wrapped himself.

"I will not accept any business cooperation!"

Ding Lan said coldly, and didn't even give the knife a corner of his eye:

"It's time for you to go back!"

When the knife heard this, his angular face instantly became gloomy, as if a storm could fall in the next second.

His sword eyebrows that flew into the sideburns were deeply knotted, and looking at Ding Lan's gaze, he couldn't help but become a little cold:

"Why?"

If you refuse, you always have to give him a reason!

Why?

Ding Lan thought it was funny, she just didn't understand why people always had to ask why for some results that they couldn't accept.

It's like a lover who is obviously no longer in love and wants to break up, and the other party has to hold on to each other and ask, why don't you love me, why do you want to break up.

It's ridiculous!

Ding Lan paused, then turned around coldly, a pair of black eyes were cold and sharp, looking straight at the knife, word by word:

"There is no why!

I, no, will, will! ”

The knife was stunned, and in the face of Ding Lan's direct answer, there was a feeling of powerlessness.

Every time, the feeling that Ding Lan gave him was so contrasting. In the last second, in the confusion of care, she can be enchanting like a goblin, and melt your whole person effortlessly.

And in the next second, she can look at you as if nothing happened, and even if she doesn't say anything, she can clearly demarcate the boundary with you.

Pity!

The knife smiled coldly in his heart.

Just the moment Gang Ding Lan opened the door, before everything had time to happen, he had already warned her.

This time today, he and her will not be a one-night stand again!

As a result, Ding Lan will no longer have the final say!

Although the last sentence was said to himself in his heart, it did not prevent him from doing what he was going to do next!

Thinking of this, the corners of Xiaodao's mouth couldn't help but hook up obliquely, and a crazy and evil smile instantly made his angular face look a little dangerous.

Ding Lan's eyes lit up for a moment, and then he saw the knife also walking off the bed, his strong body muscles and veins were distinct, one by one, like vines, and like the roots of a thousand-year-old tree, intertwined, unable to figure out a clue.

His wheat-colored skin was covered with all kinds of scars, large and small, each of which seemed to be like a huge mystery, attracting Ding Lan and unable to take his eyes off.

He was naked, not an inch, approaching step by step.

At that moment, Ding Lan felt a trace of fear in her heart without warning, she had never felt this kind of feeling.

She is not afraid of anyone, anything, in her life, in her dictionary, there is never the word "afraid".

However, the man Xiaodao seemed to be like a Shura in the dark night, approaching step by step, making her involuntarily retreat step by step.

By the time Ding Lan realized it, he had already retreated to the wall, and there was no way to avoid it.

Her heart was frozen, and her eyes couldn't help but become much more fierce and ruthless, and she raised her chin slightly, and looked at the knife coldly.

Xiao Dao's black eyes are like wolves in the dark night, exuding a bloodthirsty and fierce aura.

"Do what?"

Ding Lan's thin lips opened slightly, and there seemed to be the breath of a knife on it.

An incomprehensible light flashed under the knife's eyes, and he smiled in a low voice:

"Are you scared?"

“……”

Ding Lan didn't answer, and even began to stare at the knife with some anger. It's just that she doesn't know whether her anger is because of the dangerous man in front of her, or because of herself.

Looking at the smoke waves in Ding Lan's eyes that gradually became less calm, Xiaodao was in a good mood, and then raised a trace of arc at the corner of his lips, bowed his head slightly, and came to Ding Lan.

He pressed his forehead against Ding Lan's, and his big hand with a little coolness covered the back of Ding Lan's neck, rubbed it gently, and suddenly forced her to get close to him.

As soon as Ding Lan wanted to speak, he heard the knife sound low and heavy, like grit, which sounded low in his ears:

"Why not? Well? ”

"Huh!"

Ding Lan's panic just now was just a short moment, and at this moment, she has completely recovered the indifferent Ding Lan in the past.

She laughed disdainfully:

"Why am I telling you? Mr. Knife, don't forget what our relationship is! ”

Ding Lan's words made Xiaodao's face suddenly completely darken, and even the smile that had been a little smug before froze on his lips without warning.

Ding Lan is a smart woman, always!

She knew that her words would make a man like Xiaodao angry, even if he could bear it well, but at the moment, she didn't want to make any trouble for herself.

Therefore, she softened her tone slightly, wrapped her water snake-like arm around the knife's sturdy waist, and gently kneaded and rubbed it with some kind of purpose.

The knife stiffened, and the woman ......

What is this?

"Knives!"

Just when the knot in the center of Xiaodao's eyebrows was getting deeper and deeper, Ding Lan's soft voice slowly flowed in his ears.

It's just that it's obviously a word full of lust, but I don't know why, but it makes Xiaodao feel cold in his heart.

She said:

"Let's just have fun, let's not cross the line, okay?"

After speaking, Ding Lan let go of the knife and pushed him away lightly and heavily:

"I'm going to take a shower, you take a rest first!"

Her back was so dashing, and she disappeared in front of the knife without looking back, and the knife stood in place, suddenly feeling a little weak.

In the quiet room, he was the only one standing in place, and the cold-colored room was full of impersonal coldness.

Ding Lan's eyes on the wall were empty and indifferent, as if she didn't care about everything she saw in her eyes.

Such a woman......

In the end, what has been experienced?

The knife gathered his mind slightly, and suddenly smiled in a low voice again, and for a moment, his thin lips opened slightly, and he slowly spit out a few words:

"Ding Lan, we've never been playing!

It's really not playing! ”

After Ding Lan took a bath, Xiaodao also went into the bathroom to take a shower, because no man in Ding Lan's family had ever come, so Xiaodao could only dangle naked in front of her.

It's just that Ding Lan's eyes always involuntarily look between the legs of the knife.

The huge lump would sway slightly with the movement of his movements, as if in her body, and soon made her somewhere in her body ready to move.

Ding Lan lowered his eyes.

That's not a good sign, she thought.

She has met so many men in the past, not without good skills, nor without experience, or not so boring to her.

But there was never one that would make her want a second, third, or even more time.

Addiction to a man, this is undoubtedly and a drug for Ding Lan.

She likes to rely on tobacco, alcohol, and even viruses and K powder, but she will never allow herself to rely on a man!

Because it's fatal enough for her!

Thinking of this, Ding Lan poured all the noodles that had been cooked and planned to be brought out for the knife to eat together, and poured them into the trash.

And this scene happened to be seen by the knife.

The knife looked at it quietly, but with that kind of smile on his face:

"I wasted so much energy just now, why don't I even have enough to eat?"

Ding Lan sneered:

"If you want to have a full meal, I'm afraid there are many places!"

Hearing this, Xiaodao couldn't help but stick out his tongue and lick his front teeth, and nodded:

"Indeed, but, I want to eat from you!"

Sentimental!

Ding Lan couldn't help but slander in his heart, and naturally there was nothing good to say in his mouth:

"My food here is all there, if you want to eat, eat it yourself!"

As she spoke, she looked at the trash can pointedly, and looked up at the knife again with a hint of provocation in her eyes.