She staggered in like a toddler's kitten.

The delicate feet are restrained like iron locks by the large, somewhat rough hands.

Li Yan tread water like a cat, shaking his feet and pedaling.

She was wearing childish and cute little yellow duck pajamas, and from a certain point of view, she really seemed to be a baby.

Young and soft.

Although the pajamas are a complete set, they are not one-piece pajamas.

At that time, the clothes went up, and the soft white of the waist was so clearly taken into the eyes.

However, what really made He Zun's pupils flutter was the red tattoo on Li Yan's waist.

The tattoo was imprinted on the white, glowing skin, creating a strong color aberration.

The red one is very bewitching and presumptuous.

Like the red fox nine-tailed, like a rose, like Manzhu Sahua, unique and beautiful.

He Zun was very familiar, after all, it was not the first time he had seen it.

But this time.

He had just received pictures and some information from the Black Dragon Intelligence Group.

The familiar but unfamiliar feeling that I had just started looking at the photos came back up.

Lightning and flint between thunder and thunder.

He matched the red tattoo on the back of the Blood Rose with the red tattoo on the back of the little woman......

An uncontrollable thought popped up in my head.

Could a little woman be a blood rose?

He Zun vetoed it all at once.

How could he think that??

Is it possible?

In fact, the blood rose is not the same as the tattoo marks on the back of the little woman.

There are only a few strokes behind Blood Rose, and it is irregular.

And the tattoos on the little woman's waist, which seem to be disorganized, are actually very rhythmic and regular.

It is in full bloom and blooms with great arrogance.

But He Zun didn't know if the tattoo mark on the back of the Blood Rose was really like the one Leng Xuan had drawn.

Because in the case of a serious injury, memory can be confused with reality, twisting your mind into a ball and covering it with layers of hazy fog.

Not to mention, it was late at night, and people's vision at night was usually greatly reduced......

He Zun's heartbeat "thumped" twice.

No, no......

If he thinks so, doesn't he subconsciously want to push the little woman?

It can't be her, it can't be her, it's not reasonable......

You must know that that night Li Kitten was still at home and called him to say that he couldn't sleep and asked him to put him to sleep......

And he has also seen the positioning, Li Kitten is indeed at home.

Since she was staying at home, how could she possibly appear in the territory of the Platinum Empire?

She can't pass through the flash, which doesn't work......

But......

He Zun uncontrollably thought of some details that could be corrected.

For example, that candy, Li Yan loves to eat sugar.

For example, roses, Li Yan loved roses, and Satan plucked them that night.

Another example is that there is a tattoo on the same position on the back waist, or a brightly colored tattoo......

Of course, he received intelligence documents and photographs for the first time.

The roses in the photo are a legendary variety, which is different from the one he picked in the imperial palace......

That one is not the one that Satan picked away.

So, what about that rose??

Did Satan really give Blood Rose?

Did Blood Rose take Velvet Rose away?

He Zun had a headache and was a little annoyed at the same time.

Satan actually picks the roses he planted to pick up girls?!

And he was fascinated, and from time to time flashed the drawings of the blood rose and the face of the little woman......

Tut......

Damn it......

I feel as if my head is inexplicably a little green......

So the little woman is certainly not a blood rose.

In his head, a rhetorical question came out of his mind.

What if yes?