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When they hurriedly walked into the training base, everyone was startled by the gloom on Luo Zizhe's face, and thought that the two of them had something awkward.

As soon as Ai Xuhong wanted to step forward to persuade him, he watched as Luo Zizhe's cold eyes stabbed him fiercely like an ice pick.

His legs trembled, and he almost knelt down directly, and blinked at Luo Liyan apologetically.

But Luo Liyan didn't take it to heart, anyway, she knew that at this time, no one saved her except for herself.

The two of them returned to the bedroom silently, and Luo Zizhe slammed the door shut, and then before Luo Liyan could react, he directly pressed her against the door panel.

"Why didn't you just reject him!?" Luo Zizhe gritted his teeth and asked word by word.

"Because he's your grandfather, if this Shengfeng and this club are his, it's useless for me to refuse! And the key to this matter itself lies with you, and my decision is insignificant. Luo Liyan opened her apricot eyes like water, and looked innocently at the boy who seemed to be about to eat herself.

"Insignificant?!" Luo Zizhe sneered self-deprecatingly, feeling as if his heart had been pinched in the palm of his hand, and he didn't dare to gasp for a moment of pain.

I have lived for twenty years, and for the first time, I treat a person carefully, trying to please him, and not let him have the slightest discomfort.

But in the end, he felt that he was an insignificant person in his heart.

In this case, why should I suppress my feelings so hard?!

Luo Zizhe narrowed his eyes slightly, and looked at Luo Liyan's eyes with an aura of aggression like a beast.

This made Luo Liyan subconsciously shrink her neck, and just wanted to say something, so that she could go and change the topic, but her chin was pinched and lifted up by Luo Zizhe.

The slightly stronger weight made her frown a little painfully, and before she could push Luo Zizhe away, his handsome face suddenly enlarged in front of Luo Liyan's eyes.

The familiar aura came with a bit of oppression.

The cold thin lips were directly imprinted on Luo Liyan's soft lips.

This made Luo Liyan's eyes widen in astonishment, but Luo Zizhe was not satisfied with just such a touch.

He pried open the closed teeth, invaded the land every time, and sucked the sweet honey.

However, as the temperature gradually rose, Luo Zizhe was not satisfied with just such a touch.

His slender fingers brushed open the hem of Luo Li's cigarette coat, got in, and gently grinded against the skin as smooth as warm jade.

This made Luo Liyan, who was still letting him go crazy, came back to his senses, and with a force on the hand on the shoulder of Luo Zizhe, he directly flipped over and pressed him to the door panel.

In fact, it seems a little strange that a person who is only 1.68 meters is pressed by a 1.8 meter boy like this.

However, in order to protect her innocence, Luo Liyan couldn't care so much about it.

She nodded on her tiptoes, tried to put her lips on Zhen Zizhe's lips, and asked softly, "You like me?" ”

The slightly raised tail note gently slid like a feather through the heart of Yang Zizhe.

It made him feel a crispy numbness from the soles of his feet, and even his breathing became short.

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