She wore a small champagne-colored suspender belt on her upper body, burgundy silk pajama pants on her lower body, and a white bath towel draped over her shoulders.

While grabbing a bath towel to wipe his hair, he walked towards the two men.

She sat across from the men.

A small one-bedroom room with two wooden benches in the living room.

She looked at each other with a smile, and suddenly hooked her hand at Jiang Yanzhou with a mysterious face.

"Come!"

Yanzhou glanced at her, walked over to her, saw that her hair was wet, and thought that she wanted to let him wipe her hair.

However, when he arrived at her, before he could take more than 100 catties from her hand, he was suddenly hooked by her neck.

It's a very fragrant kiss.

Jiang Yanzhou was stunned, and Su Murong, who witnessed this scene, looked stiff.

After kissing enough, she was a little confused in her eyes, then got up and pulled Jiang Yanzhou into the bedroom.

Su Murong sitting in the small living room: "......"

After a full minute of silence, he heard some movement, got up suddenly, and almost rushed out of the door.

And inside the bedroom.

Qi Suya lay on the bed, Jiang Yanzhou sat beside her, the man's hand pressed on her back, helping her rub her shoulder.

She half-squinted and made a thought-provoking voice.

"Uh-huh! A little harder......"

He was pressed drowsy.

Eventually, she fell asleep.

Jiang Yanzhou stopped, put his arms on his knees, and was silent for a long time.

Half a day.

Jiang Yanzhou came out of the one-bedroom room and saw Su Murong standing in the dark cave.

The man had a cigarette in his hand and a pile of cigarette butts at his feet.

Hearing the sound of the door opening from behind him, Su Murong turned around and saw Jiang Yanzhou, as if he was stunned for a moment.

"So fast?"

Jiang Yanzhou: "......"

Turning his face away with some embarrassment: "I just helped her pinch her shoulder and press her back." ”

Su Murong stared at Jiang Yanzhou fixedly for a few seconds, and he didn't know whether he believed it or not, but instead glanced at a certain position on Jiang Yanzhou's body.

Jiang Yanzhou: "......"

With a wooden face, there is no expression.

Afterwards.

After Su Murong finished smoking the cigarette in his hand, his thick eyebrows were furrowed, and he thought for a long time before he asked with a serious face: "I remember, you used to be afraid that you would not be worthy of her." ”

Some things are well known, and he is not blind, of course Su Murong knows.

He usually has a lot on his mind, and he looks like an old cadre, but in fact, it's really because he is thinking about something.

Jiang Yanzhou's expression was a little trance-like.

“…… Before, I always thought she was too good. ”

If he hadn't seen her changeable side, he might still not have the courage.

I don't want my black self to stain her white, and I don't want that touch of sun to mix with those bad things.

The idea that people like him don't deserve to be loved and unhappy has long been ingrained.

Until......

Until Chu Yanchen's incident.

For some reason, his mood suddenly changed.

He's gone bad.

He even wanted to drag her into the boundless hell with his own hands, so that she would become black like himself.

But thinking back on her changed appearance in the past few days, he has always been very worried.

Black is sorrow, pain, even if her former brightness is a disguise, but he would rather her laugh.

So far, he and Su Murong have been puzzled.

That night, it was just a kiss, why did it make her whole person completely collapse?

It seems that it doesn't care.

She broke the jar and broke it, there was no restraint left, and she indulged herself to sink, to fall.

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