Chapter 11: Your Neck Is Beautiful

When Fu Yunchen opened his eyes again, it was already dawn.

He slept like this all night.

When Fu Yunchen came back to his senses, he saw the woman's body trembling slightly.

Seems to be crying.

That's right, An Qingge is crying.

She estimated that when Fu Yunchen was about to wake up, she began to cry.

She cried for a while, and when she was about to lose her tears, she couldn't help but wonder if she had started too early.

Just when An Qingge was about to pause for a while, a voice sounded behind her: "Crying? ”

Hearing Fu Yunchen's voice, An Qingge subconsciously breathed a sigh of relief, and finally woke up, if she didn't wake up, she would really be crying.

But if she had mana, if she had mana, she could just make an illusion.

At this time, An Qingge's body tensed.

Fu Yunchen gently slid his fingers on An Qingge's back: "Turn around, let me see if you look beautiful when you cry." ”

An Qingge didn't take any action.

"Your neck is really beautiful, but I don't know if it will be beautiful if it is stained with blood?" Fu Yunchen's fingers swam to her neck, her skin was so smooth.

An Qingge swore that if the man behind her died in the future, she would definitely give a gift to the king of Hades and let him suffer all the punishments of hell!

She asked the man to get a good feel for what it would be like to have a bloodied neck.

Fu Yunchen broke her over with his hand, and sure enough, he saw a face full of tears.

Chu Chu's pitiful appearance really made his heart tight.

He gently wiped away her tears with his hands.

"Young Master" An Qingge called softly.

The cat-like voice made Fu Yunchen's face change slightly.

The faint fragrance of lotus lingered on the tip of his nose, and he smelled this smell yesterday: "Why don't you act." ”

Let's go? A hint of doubt flashed in An Qingge's eyes.

Fu Yunchen slowly approached her, and the distance between them was only a stone's throw away: "The person who sent you didn't tell you that men are the most sensitive in the morning, if you act now, you may be able to complete the task." ”

An Qingge didn't say anything, just looked at Fu Yunchen.

Fu Yunchen lowered his eyes and saw her lips.

At this time, An Qingge raised his hand and grabbed his hand: "You can." Speaking of this, An Qingge paused: "No, let me go, you can let me do anything." ”

Fu Yunchen was a little hoarse when he heard the woman's voice.

An Qingge knew that if he said this at this time, then Fu Yunchen would definitely not believe it, and he would definitely feel that he was acting.

But once in the play, twice in the play, and there were many plays, he believed it.

Fu Yunchen smiled with his eyebrows: "Let you go, I can't get out of this place, how can I let you go." ”

"I really don't know why I'm here, young master, I know you can have any woman you want, and you see that I'm not particularly satisfied, as long as you let me go, I definitely won't appear in front of you." An Qingge's tears kept dripping down like pearls with broken threads.

Fu Yunchen didn't speak, but looked at An Qingge lightly.

An Qingge continued.

But seeing crying and crying, An Qingge's heart became irritable, why did this man just look at it like this.

She can't stop crying, give a reaction so she can stop.

Fu Yunchen saw it and felt that this woman was really good-looking when she cried.