"Dead, dead......" Su Lazy glanced down at the ambiguous marks on his bare skin, and couldn't help but wail.

"I'm going to walk the red carpet tonight, how can I wear a dress like this...... Are you a beast? You see...... You see. ”

"It's very pretty." Shan Moyan hooked his lips lightly, and his voice was low and mellow like a spring equinox softly brushing his heart, and he scratched it mischievously.

He was as graceful as a royal nobleman who came out of an oil painting, and walked slowly towards her, his slender knuckles twisting the buttons ambiguously, revealing his strong and seductive chest muscles inch by inch, revealing the allure that drove women crazy.

Su Lazy just looked at Shan Moyan's slightly goose-yellow muscle lines in his eyes.

Every line on his body, whether it is the pectoral line, the eight-pack ab line, or the mermaid line, is perfect like the masterpiece of the famous sculptor.

Su Lazy never knew that a man's body could be seen so well, so he swallowed his saliva for a while, and licked his lips, looking cute.

As Shan Moyan's breath approached, she regained her rare sobriety, her eyes wide with horror written on it, and she stammered a little.

"You...... You...... What do you want to do? ”

If she had done it again, she would have died in her bed.

Even if she didn't want to live for a long time, since she was determined to refuse Mu Yunhan's wedding with her life, her life has been as indulgent as a countdown.

Can...... It doesn't mean she wants to die in bed.

In this way, her group of plastic flower girlfriends will definitely write some nonsense on her inscription! For example, a female soldier who died in bed has the urge to hit tofu just thinking about it!

Shan Moyan took off his shirt faintly, and turned around to reveal his back covered with Su Lazy's "masterpiece".

On the sturdy back, which stretches like a peak, there are shocking new scratches, with blood that has just scabbed, and there is an indescribable ambiguity.

Su Lazy was dumbfounded for an instant, and then let out a "poof" and laughed heartlessly.

Ambiguous memories are like the water of the river that has just opened the floodgates.

Last night, she lay under him, crying out in pain and begging for mercy. When he didn't stop, she scratched him, desperately, one at a time.

Seeing this back, which was no less than the ten tortures of the Manchu Qing Dynasty, her eyes were crooked when she laughed, and she had the clean taste that only a girl in her twenties could have.

"Alright, we're even. Thank you for last night's incident. From today onwards, even if you and I meet on the road, we will pretend not to know each other. That's what's best for you. ”

Enduring the pain in his body, Su Lazy grabbed a few clothes, quickly put them on in the sheets, and stood up with his body strong, intending to pat his ass and leave.

Unexpectedly, as soon as he stepped out of his left foot, his wrist was choked by the man.

She tilted her head to meet his bottomless eyes, and his displeased voice came from her ear, "What? Do you want to get rid of people when you run out? ”

The man in front of him changed his gentleness, and just his gaze exuded a threatening deterrent. And he didn't understand why he would suddenly say such a thing.

He has always been calm and thoughtful, and he will repeatedly scrutinize what he says and does, thinking of the first three steps and the last three steps.

But today I was a little lazy with Su Lazy, and I lost my mind.

Probably he knew that she was unruly, but he didn't expect her to be so affectionate.

Su lazy broke the fingers that clamped his wrist, but he couldn't break it, so he changed into the appearance of having no skin, no face, no heart and no lungs on weekdays.

"Heh, you really don't know who I am?"

There was sarcasm in his voice.