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"You're good!"

An Yin couldn't stand this strong sense of oppression, and began to regret it, even if he retaliated against him, he should find a place to escape.

Isn't being locked up with him now tantamount to looking for death?

It doesn't matter what dignity or anger you have, the important thing is to save your life first.

An Yin smiled dryly, "Isn't it delicious?" Then I'll redo it for you......"

"No blessings!" Qin Jianyun was light and light.

After speaking, he grabbed An Yin's arms, and with a slight force, he carried her onto the cooking table.

His arms were propped up on the cooking table at her side, and his body was leaning towards her.

An Yin's body sank between the man's strong chest and arms, and An Yin felt that her breathing had become difficult.

He can't be angry, beastly and angry, and he wants to correct her on the spot here, right?

She was tossed and bitten by him, and she had a fever for a few days, and now the fever has subsided, but her body has not fully recovered, so she was tortured by him for a whole night, and now she is not good, if she comes again, she is really going to die.

The heart of death in an instant is gone.

Seeing him continue to get closer to her, An Yin couldn't hold back and blushed urgently, "Do you still have humanity?" ”

Qin Jian stared at her, with a smile in his eyes, lowered his head, and leaned into her ear, "I'm not human, where does humanity come from?" ”

An Yin choked.

The corner of the man's mouth hooked, "The surname of the beast is never lacking." ”

Under the light, his delicate facial features carried a seductive power that people couldn't take their eyes off when they looked at it, and the originally dark eyes were glowing with a suffocating magnificent light at this moment.

An Yin's face turned white.

Beast?

Is he a beast?

Monsters?

Where did the demon come after the Republic of China?

Don't think about it.

An Yin immediately stopped the chaotic thoughts in his mind, but his mind was filled with the suffocating beauty of his dark red eyes when he was sick.

He—what the hell is it?

Was it his illness that made him like this, or was he really not human?

The more An Yin thought about it, the more frightened she became, and her body kept retreating.

"Don't move."

He stared at her.

"Three young ......" An Yin's voice began to tremble unconsciously.

"Shh

Qin Zheng lowered his head and approached her.

The corners of her forehead touched his chin, and the invisible stubble of her beard was hard and slightly prickly, and his snort was soft and warm.

An Yin panicked, and subconsciously pushed and wanted to get off the counter.

In the next moment, Qin Jian retreated, holding a small pot behind her in his hand.

An Yin was stunned.

Qin Jian's dark eyes suddenly flashed with a touch of playfulness, and his rough fingertips rubbed her soft lips, and he said in a deep voice: "Where do you want to go?" ”

Then he walked away, took another pack of instant noodles, and re-made noodles for himself.

An Yin knew that she was being played, her face was red and black, and she looked like a demon who was not angry at all, but seemed to be in a good mood, and suddenly felt so naïve.

"I'll cook it anyway." He is usually very busy at work, and after a busy day, he didn't eat dinner, so let him eat instant noodles, An Yin felt a little unhappy.

"No, you don't."

"Just eat this, and you'll be hungry soon."

"Hungry to eat you."

“……”

An Yin's face darkened directly and jumped off the cooking table.

She is just a slut, and she is still worried about him.

This kind of bastard should starve to death, and there can be one less scourge in the world.

"Go back!" The man commanded in a low voice.

Anyin didn't look away, when she didn't hear, she walked to the door.

Suddenly, her waist tightened, and the man's long arm grabbed her by the waist and scooped her in, and she pressed against the counter.

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