Su Wan's eyes were flooded with frightening killing intent, and he looked coldly at the man in the mask who was running wildly.

She smiled slightly: "If you are not afraid of death, come here." ”

Slender fingers, silently landed on a fruit knife on the table, grasping.

A mole under the lip, like blood, is like a goblin in the night, seducing people to sink.

The man in the mask looked at Su Wan even more obsessively, and his body trembled with excitement.

He looked at her greedily, his eyes glowing with a faint blue light: "Su Wan, Su Wan, I love you so much!" ”

"Su Wan, I'm your most loyal fan."

"I sleep every night with your picture in my arms, listen to your voice, and sleep with me."

"You're so beautiful, so beautiful." Su Wan felt a wave of nausea in her heart, and she turned over the river and the sea.

Her lips were sharp with murderous intent, and the knife was slowly in front of her.

The man with the mask didn't notice it, he opened his arms and threw himself towards Su Wan in a big shape.

Su Wan smiled lightly, and the style outlined between her eyebrows and eyes was soul-catching.

It seems that a knife is about to be stained with blood again.

"Ahh

The man with the mask screamed miserably, and he was gnawed by a dog, facing the ground, and his facial features were deformed in pain.

Su Wan was stunned, and the knife in his hand fell to the ground.

The sound was particularly harsh.

She stared blankly at Mr. Li, who had gone and returned, and fell in

Li Jingchen in front of him was full of anger, his heroic and compelling facial features were infected with pathological paranoia, and his eyes were glowing with scarlet killing intent.

His broad, stiff shoulders were spasming, sweat dripping from his bone-sharp collarbones.

The long and narrow eyes burst with a creepy possessiveness, and paranoia surged in.

The man wearing the mask struggled to get up: "Su Wan, I'm your brainless fan." ”

"You're so beautiful, I want to kiss you all the time."

"I want to hold you and sleep with you."

Li Jingchen's eyebrows jumped fiercely, and the dark pupils were blood-red, reflecting the angular face, and a hideous black hole was formed.

He strode over, his long legs crushing hard, and the force was amazing.

The man wearing the mask was in pain, he tilted his head and cried out heartbreakingly: "It hurts! ”

"Su Wan, but I can see you, it's worth my pain!"

Li Jingchen's thin lips bent treacherously, but the curvature of the hook was so terrifying.

He stepped on harder, eager to crush the masked man.

"Kiss?"

"Stroking?"

"Listen to the sound and sleep together?"

"All the time?"

Every time the tip of Li Jingchen's thin lips spat out a word, the killing intent became a little deeper.

The muscles in his calves crumbled, like a huge mountain crushing the man wearing the mask.

The man in the mask was already a little confused in pain, and he finally realized that he had provoked a terrible demon.

He whined and cried bitterly, the tearing sensation became stronger and stronger, there was a darkness in front of him, his eyes rolled, and he fainted directly.

Those who covet the evening should be worse than death.

There was a beast in Li Jingchen's mind gnawing at his nerves, and everything collapsed and cracked.

This person dared to think so much about his evening.

The scorching of his chest, nowhere to vent!

Su Wan's voice was soft: "Li Jingchen." ”

Li Jingchen turned around suddenly, and a few steps away, he walked to Su Wan's side almost instantly, his eyes were scorching.

His big ribbed hand almost cruelly pinched her jaw, and his voice was hoarse for more than dozens of degrees: "Wanwan, you are really too tricky to provoke butterflies." ”

"My evening, you're too charming."