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But back then, it wasn't as strange as it is now.

He had always thought that this sweet, seductive sound that only women would make, just like the people in the room. However, until now, his uncontrollable voice has broken his cognition.

Su Kui has been silently admiring behind the door for a long time, and when she saw that her little cutie was about to run, she was quick to open the door and dragged He Yifan, who had not had time to run away.

"Bang-"

The delicate brown wooden door was slammed shut behind him.

He Yifan was so shocked by the sudden change that he blinked, and when he stood still and turned to look back, when he saw the picture in front of him, there was a boom in his head, and his face instantly turned completely red.

"Song, Song ......"

The woman looks to be about twenty-five years old, which is the age between a girl and a mature woman. Her body is a mixture of the sweetness of a girl and the domineering style of a mature woman, which is very confusing.

The lights in the room were halfway off, and only the warm orange sconces were on. The hazy light hit her, covering her porcelain-white skin with a honey-like sheen, and she felt that the taste must be very sweet without approaching.

She was wrapped in a white lace-up bathrobe, stepping barefoot on the fluffy carpet, her white and round toes looming in the black fluff, and for some reason, Fan's throat was inexplicably dry.

He wants—

What do you want?

He blinked, barely holding on, not letting himself fall and embarrass in front of the woman. He wanted to use his ability to suppress the restlessness in his body, but he was even more frightened to find that the ability in his body was completely gone.

No, it should be said, he couldn't do it at all!

What's going on?

Su Kui stroked the short hair that kept dripping with water, a pair of sparkling, breathtaking peach blossom eyes raised, slowly admiring the temptation and helplessness that the boy unintentionally revealed. He narrowed his eyes slightly, hooked his lips and chuckled.

The white palm spread out in front of his eyes, and Su Kui said indifferently: "What about the script?" ”

As if he was not moved by the beautiful scenery in front of him at all, why did Fan suddenly come back to his senses, his head was a little clearer, and he hurriedly handed the crumpled script in his hand to Su Kui.

Her eyes involuntarily fell on her feet carved by a good craftsman, the color was porcelain white, the toes were round, and the toenails were pink, like warm jade.

He Yifan didn't know why he looked at her every move so clearly, but deep in his body, from his soul, he was shouting, get her, get her!

The voice was so crazy that he couldn't suppress it at all.

Quietly took two steps forward, and soon, his reason returned, and he couldn't help but feel ashamed, how could he treat a woman who didn't realize it so shamelessly? If his father was alive and knew that he had done such a thing as Meng Lang, he would definitely ask the monk to clean him up, right?

No, it's absolutely not going to work!

Su Kui glanced at the script with a faint emotion, raised his hand to pick it up, his cold fingers seemed to inadvertently wipe the back of his hand, and then took the script over and flipped through the two pages at random.

Her reaction was mediocre, but He Fan withdrew his hand as if he had touched something terrible.

The cold touch brushed his fingertips, carrying a string of electricity, and a crackling sound seemed to sound in his mind. The heat of his whole body was all taken away by this touch.