Fu Zhuoyi was immersed in her own thoughts, so she didn't notice that her cheeks were red and her movements were too wild.

But by the time he stopped it, it was too late, and Shi Yan called out to him in his ear, "Don't you want to? ”

The bottom of his gloomy eyes was almost lit to ashes, but at this moment, his senses were occupied by the image of the falcon kissing the rose, and he lost his mind for a while, and he actually let Shi Yan succeed.

Her smug expression was glaring, but he was in a fog at the moment.

It's been three years, what is she still doing with this tattoo? Are you going to take advantage of him?

But he quickly denied that she was not a long-term lover, and she never regarded herself as an appendage of others, if it wasn't for the two of them in love, she wouldn't have agreed to such a childish request on a whim.

But this tattoo can be washed off, and even if it can't be washed off, she has never liked dirty things covering Katsuyuki's skin.

But now, she's kept it for three years and seems to be a part of her body.

I don't know how long it took, but the clouds disappeared.

In the process, Shi Yan wanted to hide, but was grabbed by his cruel and cold eyes.

"If you want to escape, what did you do earlier?"

In the end, he simply lay down, what did he love.

If she goes crazy, she goes crazy, as long as she achieves her goal.

Fu Zhuoyi tugged at Shi Yanhong's fluttering ears, and his gloomy eyes seemed to be buried with a black cloud, covering him so that he couldn't see anything clearly now.

My mind was also a mess.

Shi Yan woke up the next day and was awakened by freezing.

The quilt was half under the bed, and her waist was even exposed to the cold air.

She didn't wake up too late, and when she picked up her phone, she found that it was only 6 o'clock, but Fu Zhuoyi was gone.

She shouted a few times but didn't respond, I don't know if what happened last night was a spring dream that she had, or if Fu Zhuoyi left last night.

She wrapped herself in a quilt, trying to keep herself warmer, but no matter how hard she tried, she couldn't sleep.

Although she was released from prison, her routine in prison has become a biological clock, and she now gets up at 6 o'clock and goes to work at 7 o'clock every day.

It was still early, Shi Yan caught the earliest train back to Lanyuan, and happened to meet Zheng Yang boiling seafood porridge.

Her keen and sharp gaze was cast to bring obvious ambiguity, "Honestly, did you go on a date last night?" ”

Shi Yan is beautiful, she is the kind of breathtaking beauty, especially like the rich-faced beauties in Hong Kong films in the 90s.

The first time Zheng Yang met her was outside the prison, she only had a washed white dress on her body, carrying a bag in her hand, and her expression was faint, like a white pear flower blooming on a branch in early spring.

That's how she was deceived, and she shared a small house with her with the only 300 yuan left, and has lived there ever since.

The two didn't know anything except where they worked, their age, and their names, and they didn't want to mention it.

She keenly glimpsed the kiss marks on her neck, and the faint bruises on her calves, and when she held Shi Yan's hand, a circle of red marks was revealed on her wrist, which was as white as jade.

Shi Yan came back to her senses and withdrew her hand, but she didn't.

Zheng Yang's clear eyes stared at her, and his fingers poked her pear vortex.

"Is it the same as last time?"

Just looking at this trace, there is no need to say the degree of love.

But if it is love, a biting winter, and the coldest morning, how can it be possible to let Shi Yan come back alone?

Apart from playing, Zheng Yang couldn't think of any other reason.

"Yangyang, I know what I'm doing."

Zheng Yang wanted to speak and stopped, "You are like this...... Is it worth it? ”