Rong Yan scolded in her heart, but with a defensive but soft smile on her face, she raised her chin: "Mr. Liancheng, the men's toilet is next door." ”

Rong Yan sighed in his heart, this scene is really strikingly similar to the last time in 'Miyin', after Song Rouran left, Liancheng Yazhi appeared on the stage, thinking about what she said to Song Rouran just now, he also heard it all.

Liancheng elegantly put his hands in his trouser belts, and a light smile on the corner of his lips, and walked over unhurriedly.

With every step he took closer, his face felt his heart contract.

In this way, the joy and sorrow are hidden deeply, and the elegance of the city is the most terrifying, and his eyes that are as black as a whirlpool, no one knows what kind of danger is hidden, and when he is completely close, the smile on his face has become stiff.

Liancheng Yazhi finally walked in front of Rong Yan, and there was no way back for her to retreat.

Liancheng Yazhi suddenly reached out and clasped her face's slender waist and forced her to sit on the washstand.

Slender and powerful long legs, parting her legs, in between.

Rong Yan remembered the last time, even the posture was the same, she was sitting on the washstand, he was standing between her legs, holding her, the posture was not good.

However, this time the ending must not be the same as the last time, and he has nothing to do with her now.

I want to play with real guns again in the toilet, but there is no door.

Rong Yan took a deep breath to calm himself down, and quickly entered the combat state, aiming at Liancheng elegantly, and possibly ready for close 'hand-to-hand combat'.

Liancheng Yazhi didn't speak, her face didn't speak, her hand pressed against Liancheng's elegant chest and slowly moved up, this man did she praise once in her heart, danger, you people, can make countless women moths to the fire, desperate, but she told herself that there would never be her face among those women.

Rong Yan's hand finally rested on Liancheng's elegant shoulder, her posture was frivolous, her smile was frivolous, no matter how she looked at it, she was not a good woman with rules, she laughed coquettishly, "Mr. Liancheng, don't you really want to turn old love into new love, I remember that you never eat back grass." ”

Liancheng's elegant eyes swept over Rong Yan's chest, and he thought that it seemed to be a little older than a month ago, I don't know if he could still grasp it all with one hand, if Rong Yan knew what Liancheng Yazhi was thinking now, he would definitely smash Liancheng Yazhi's head with the handbag he had just smashed Song Rouran.

Liancheng's elegant hand pinched her waist lightly and heavily, "What do you think?" ”

Rong Yan tilted his head and bit his nails gently, "I think that Mr. Liancheng is so decisive, he is definitely not the kind of man who will eat back grass, do you say?" ”

Rong Yan's words sounded to Liancheng's elegant ears, as if she was saying that she had already followed Su Yu, so she didn't plan to be his new love again.

She did mean to let Liancheng Yazhi misunderstand like this, maybe in this way, he would also attack her because of Su Yu's bad feelings.

He pinched his pointed chin like a fox, and asked lightly, "Just want to talk to Su Yu like this?" Such a shortage of men? ”

There was not the slightest anger on his face, but it made his face feel cold behind his back.

But she knew that she would never be soft at this time, she shrugged her shoulders, raised a finger and shook it a few times in front of Liancheng Yazhi: "You can say that you are wrong, I am not short of men, I am short of money." ”