Song Li: "......"

Without waiting for her to say anything more, the man possessed her, her cold breath usurped.

——

As soon as Gu Wuyan and Jiang He came, they saw the seventh and fifth gates of the first month guarding the door as if they were guarding the door.

"Brother Yi and Sister Li, what are you two doing here?" Asking, Gu Wuyan was about to go to the house.

"Gu Shao!" The seventh and fifth days of the first month hurriedly stopped their steps, and their expressions were awe-inspiring: "I can't enter." ”

Jiang He frowned: "Why can't you enter?" ”

"That......... Our lord and Miss Song, the two of them...... That ......"

The seventh day of the first month stammered, and the fifth day of the first month looked weird, and he didn't say a word for a long time.

Gu Wuyan was impatient, and directly slapped off the hands of the two people blocking the road: "We have something urgent to find Brother Yi, Brother Yi, Brother Yi......"

He shouted as he pushed inside.

The seventh and fifth days of the first month hurriedly dragged him down, a little nervous: "Gu Shao, Gu Shao, don't shout, our lord and Miss Song are in that ......"

Chu Qi's words were concise, and he quickly told the scene not long ago.

"it!" After hearing this, Gu Wuyan screamed on the spot, and the peach blossom eyes were staring at the thief: "The two of them are actually ...... in the daytime."

"Shut up, you!" Jiang He covered his mouth in time and didn't let him say the word.

But no one expected that they would run into this.

The bedroom is soundproofed, and no one can hear the slightest movement outside.

Gu Wuyan lowered his voice and sighed: "I really didn't expect Brother Yi to be so impatient, Sister Li has just come of age......"

Jiang He touched his nose and said vaguely: "After all, it's been twenty-five years." ”

7th and 5th Lunar New Year: "......"

——

Upstairs bedroom.

"Fu Shiyi! Do you believe that Lao Tzu really fell for you? ”

The bed was messy, the clothes were messy, Song Li let out a hoarse roar, reflexively pressed Fu Shiyi under him, his breathing was short, and his pale skin was dyed crimson.

The eyes are slightly bloody, with endless heaviness, and there is a charm that I have never seen before.

Fu Shiyi stopped her waist, her eyes were hot, and her voice was hoarse and confusing: "Don't be polite to leave my sister!" ”

Song Li grinded his teeth, licked his lips, and his desolate little hands directly tore his shirt in half, just about to do something, but the whole person suddenly paused.

"Fu Shiyi." Her voice suddenly became heavy.

Fu Shiyi didn't know why, his eyes were full of dark and heavy desire, and a low "Huh?" overflowed from his throat. Word.

Song Li stretched out his finger and poked his strong chest, and the devoured reason gradually returned, and he said slowly: "You are allergic." ”

The porcelain-white chest with a light pink scar was covered with small red dots.

It's dense and it's a little scary.

Fu Shiyi: "......"

"Hahahaha......" Song Li suddenly couldn't hold back, buried himself in his arms and laughed, his body trembling.

Fu Shiyi's face turned black again, and the hands under him began to mess up, Song Li snorted, his breathing became heavy again, and he gritted his teeth: "Fu Shiyi!" Do you want to die! ”

Fu Shiyi raised his eyebrows: "If you pick a fire, if you want to be uncomfortable, then let's go together!" ”

Song Li: "......"!

——

Downstairs.

Gu Wuyan and Jiang Heyi were discussing in a low voice, how long would it take to build the building, and whether they should come back another day, when footsteps suddenly came from upstairs.

Fu Shiyi's shirt was loose, his hair was messy, the red on his neck looked like it was made in some abnormal way, the clouds were shrouded in his handsome eyebrows, and the low aura around him was terrifying, and he didn't see the usual rigor and coldness.

A look of dissatisfaction.

A few people downstairs: "......"

Gu Wuyan: "How long has it been?" Not even half an hour, right? ”

Jiang Heyi: "Could it be Brother Yi...... No way? ”

As soon as the muttering sound fell, they felt a murderous gaze, and the cold air rose from the tail bone to the back of the neck, and the two of them were excited, and hurriedly closed their mouths.

At the same time, he got up and stood there side by side, his expression was respectful and dignified, and he brushed together: "Brother Yi!" ”

Footsteps were heard upstairs again.

It's Song Li.

The clothes were worn properly, but the same red on his neck as Fu Shiyi, and the red lips that hit his sight, proved that something had indeed happened just now.

Song Li put a blanket on his shoulder, leaned on the railing, lazy, and said slowly: "He is allergic to smoke." ”