Fu Qiancheng, the one who killed a thousand knives, swore to her that it would be foolproof, and it was good now.

Let the little madman come back alive!

This night, Shen Ruoxi had insomnia until dawn.

Su Fu slept until ten o'clock in the morning.

She opened her eyes and saw Shangguan Ling, who was still lying beside her, stretched out her hand and pushed him: "Why haven't you left yet?" ”

Shangguan Ling raised his eyes, and his voice was lazy and hoarse: "This is my bedroom, my bed." ”

Su Fu closed her eyes and muttered, "Take it away, it's so heavy." ”

Shangguan Ling took her delicate body into his arms, "Dare to dislike me, huh?" ”

Su Fu was so hot that she opened her eyes and glared at him: "Do you have to sleep together?" Don't you feel hot? ”

"You're hot?"

The man's eyes were a little more familiar, and his voice was also dyed with a low color.

With her hands on his chest, Su Fu's eyes widened, "What do you want to do?" ”

"Do some exercise."

As soon as Shangguan Ling's voice fell, Su Fu was immediately tightly pressed by his heavy body, and the bodies of the two were tightly stitched together.

"Shangguan Ling, you beast!"

"As for you, beasts, what's the matter!"

In the midst of Su Fu's screams, Shangguan Ling burst into her body.

The screams gradually became fragmented, evolving into high-low and gentle moans.

A room of spring love.

It wasn't until noon that Sov could not come out of the bedroom.

The two went downstairs together, and Shangguan Ling hugged Su Fu's slender waist and received a lot of white eyes from her.

The man was refreshed, and compared to him, Su Fu seemed to be drained of vitality and wilted.

Sore.

Shen Ruoxi was sitting on the sofa, fiddling with flowers, and half of the flowers were inserted in the vase.

Hearing footsteps, she turned her head, "Shangguan, are you awake?" ”

Seeing Shen Ruoxi, some images quickly flashed in Su Fu's mind, except for the madhouse, she didn't know what other enemies she had.

Shangguan Ling said that the madhouse had been burned to ashes, and now, the only person who could want to kill her.

Only Shen Ruoxi.

She held Shen Ruoxi's handle, she was afraid that she would tell Shangguan Ling about the things she had done, so she made the first move.

Su Fu looked at Shen Ruoxi coldly, Shen Ruoxi's face was calm, she was still holding the roses that the maid picked back from the garden, and tilted her head slightly, "Little madman, why are you looking at me with such eyes?" ”

Shen Ruoxi raised his hand and touched his face, "What, is there anything dirty on my face?" ”

If it was really her, then Su Fu could only say that she pretended to be quite similar.

What an innocent look.

Su Fu curled the corners of her lips, smiling coldly, she took the initiative to hold Shangguan Ling's arm, "I'm hungry." ”

Shangguan Ling grabbed her by the waist and led her into the restaurant.

The figures of the two disappeared from sight, Shen Ruoxi retracted her gaze in a daze, her heart was beating wildly.

She kept her composure on her face, but the heartbeat that had lost its frequency betrayed her.

The little madman must have doubted her.

Otherwise, I wouldn't have looked at her like that just now.

What about Shangguan Ling?

Did he also listen to the little madman and think that she did it?

Shen Ruoxi lowered her eyes and secretly breathed to calm her emotions.

Whether they doubt it or not, she has a way of getting away with it.

She's staying on the manor, and who can prove that she did it?

If you have to be suspicious, you must also come up with direct evidence, otherwise, she can deny it and accuse the little madman of slander.

Retro palace-style dining room.