But looking at that long and muscular body, it should be a man.

Su Ziyue just wanted to open her mouth to ask who the other party was, but she saw the silver-masked man lift the windbreaker on his body, and quickly pushed open the window and jumped down.

Before Su Ziyue could react, the person disappeared without a trace.

She rubbed her eyes in disbelief, this was the third floor, and the guy jumped straight down. Sure enough, he wasn't human. (─。 ─|||

Su Zi jumped out of bed curiously and opened the curtains that were blown by the wind, but it was pitch black outside the window, and he couldn't see his fingers at all.

The pouring raindrops hit the ground with a crackling sound, and the occasional lightning gave a glimpse into the mystery of the night.

A cool breeze mixed with cold rain nakedly invaded Su Ziyue's soft skin, and she felt a chill from her neck to her body, and she couldn't help but close the window. It seems that I may be dreaming, I should have been dazzled just now.

Su Ziyue returned to the bedside with some disappointment, but a dazzling and demonic red came into her eyes. She was surprised to pick up the red that she showed off in the night, it was a rose, a blood-colored rose!

She gently picked up the thorny flower branch and sniffed it on the tip of her nose, and suddenly, a faint thin fragrance invaded her olfactory cells, making her feel refreshed and refreshing.

She smiled slightly, climbed into bed, and placed the branch lightly on the side of the pillow, so that the tip of her nose could just touch the dew-stained petals. In this way, Su Ziyue fell asleep peacefully with the fragrance of flowers.

In the early morning of the next day, the sun was still dazzling, and the birds and flowers were singing and dancing outside the window. Yesterday's fallen leaves that were blown by the wind and rain were sprinkled all over the ground, and the ground was yellow and yellow, so it was not desolate.

"Rustle." On the path, the sanitation workers gently danced their brooms to sweep away the fallen leaves, making a slight friction sound. Su Ziyue was woken up by this slight voice, she rubbed her somewhat misty eyes in a daze, stretched her waist and sat up.

She casually looked at the roses beside her pillow, only slightly wilted, but still fresh.

"Master, the pig's head is calling again." At this time, the mobile phone rang again, Su Ziyue pursed her lips, looked lazy and stunned for a few seconds, and then groped on the bed with her hands.

Listening to the sound, the mobile phone seemed to be on the other side of the bed, because the weather was relatively cold, Su Ziyue was still nested in the quilt, she lazily retracted her head into the quilt again, ready to drill from this end of the bed to that end.

Suddenly, only to feel a light in front of her eyes, accompanied by a biting cold, Su Ziyue reluctantly raised her head, only to see Dongfang Yanye, who was wearing a black windbreaker, standing straight in front of him, his big red hand grabbed his warm quilt, and looked at him with sharp and cold eyes.

Su Ziyue knelt on the bed with both knees at this time, supporting the bed with both hands, like a docile puppy begging to look at its owner.

"Huh." Dongfang Yanye finally couldn't help but chuckle, his crisp and melodious voice like a wind chime was gorgeous and full of magnetism, like the sound of heaven coming from the distant hollow valley, which made people intoxicated.

"Ah, pervert!" After Su Ziyue reacted, she quickly turned around and prepared to climb to the other side.

At this time, Dongfang Yanye suddenly got into it and covered the quilt.

Su Ziyue's heart jumped wildly, and she hurriedly crawled to the edge of the bed, ready to jump off the bed.