There was a sarcastic laugh outside the door, with a lazy and casual tone, and the red figure came into view first.
Su Kui raised her lips and said: "Tsk, I really should have told the women from the outside world to look at them. This is the man they acted like a god. Now, they have become like this. I don't know how much it will be broken. Fangxin? giggle..." After that, she covered her lips and chuckled, her brows and eyes coldly, "If I can, I would really like to see it."
"It's a pity," Su Kui leaned lazily by the door, looking at his face with a smile, "I can't bear it, it took a lot of hard work to take you away. From then on, the more you Fusang, no matter what your heart is. How unwilling to be, you have to be my slave obediently, understand?"
Women's words still sound so harsh.
Yue Fusang actually felt accustomed to listening, and there was no fluctuation in his heart. His cold lead gray eyes glanced at her faintly, then lowered his eyes to recuperate.
Breathing is shallow, if he could not feel his breathing, just by looking at his terrible look, I thought that the one lying in front of her was a dead body.
The sound of soft footsteps and steady pace, like a stroll in the garden, the more hibiscus knows who it is, just because of the sniffles, and soon, a light smell of mandala flowers lingers. It is the smell of tempting people to fall into hell, and it can also be addictive.
He held his breath slightly.
Cold fingertips touched his cheeks, and a slow voice sounded, "Why don't you look at me? The more Fusang, in fact, sometimes I really want to take a look at your heart, what are you thinking about? !" She squeezed his chin, with some force, her lazy dark red eyes fixedly looked at his face, "No love, no hate, do you practice the method of abandoning love without feelings? Huh?"
Why do I treat you this way, don't you hate me
Many times, she wanted to just choke him to death. Because in Luojiao, all the male pets who looked superb and lovable would treat her as a god, he was the only one who, every time they saw him, would surely let him go. She touched her nose!
Hearing this, Yue Fusang finally opened his eyes slowly. He fixedly looked at her for a moment, opened his lips, and asked, "Because Manshu, there will be no one in my heart, so I don’t have to be in vain. If you want to Kill me, whatever you want." He was telling the truth, his eyes were cold and calm, and his eyes were clear.
He is real, sincere and sincere.
"Is this your new round of games? Yin Manshu, it's a pity, I don't like playing games." He bends his lips with uncertain emotions, and closes his eyes again.
A stubborn killing intent raged throughout the hall, and the veils around him had no wind, and the air was dignified and suppressed, frightening.
The servants were swept away by her eyes, and quickly retreated, and soon, only two of them were left in the sleeping hall.
As he lay and stood, Su Kui rolled his fingers around his throat, and the corners of his lips were bloodthirsty. "The more Fusang, do you really think that I dare not kill you?!"
Yue Fusang moved his eyes, but still did not open his eyes. He had made up his mind and had a negative attitude of neither rejecting nor accepting what Su Kui did.
But is it really negative
Su Kui seemed to be smiling but not smiling, and quickly reduced her wide open momentum, and once again became the seemingly harmless and graceful woman. She let go, turned and walked out. Lazy left a sentence, "Kill you? The more Fusang, that is the most boring way to play. If I want to play, you can't help but refuse!"