Su Kui didn't know that this sentence was incorrect.
She shuffled back, she retreated to the innermost side of the bed, and shrank into shrimps against the wall, "What do you do—"
"How am I?" Ji Feng's black eyes fell on her white face, her eyes darkened, and the corners of her lips smiled thicker. "It was not you who invited me to sleep? The kindness is difficult, so I am embarrassed to refuse. You, eh? What do you mean?"
There was a smile in his voice, and his voice was hoarse and low, as if he was talking sultry love words in his lover's ear, Su Kui absolutely refused to admit that this man spoke very sultry!
She buried her face in the pillow, crying without tears.
"Ji Feng, you bastard!"
"Oh, my bastard." Ji Feng lay on the outside, with a faint smell of tobacco permeating Su Kui's side.
In the end, Su Kui didn't know how he slept, and seemed to be beside him, so he felt more at ease.
In fact, she is not omnipotent. In every world, there are so many dangers. No matter how independent she was, she was the eldest who grew up spoiled by others. She grew up in Jinwowo, where she experienced so many things, what? He has to do it himself.
If it were not for the company of a lover, perhaps Su Kui would have given up long ago and let his soul become nothingness.
And that man—
In a daze, Su Kui seemed to have dreamed of her real world. Since she was a child, she has been silently following her, cleaning up her mess, giving her a scapegoat, encountering a little gangster who bullied her, who can fight with others. Badly beaten man.
Suddenly a little missed.
When I woke up, the room was drowsy, the candles had burned out, and the warm touch around him reminded Su Kui that he was lying in the arms of the man.
She was taken aback, then smiled helplessly.
Is this a habit
Quietly got up, with the light of the mobile phone, she fumbled out, wanting to go to the bathroom.
But when he walked to the corner of the living room, his body instantly stiffened.
The sweet moan, the man's panting, and the "pop" sound between movements were extremely clear in the air.
She quickly stuck to the wall, her heart beating constantly, and asked about the system time. Now it is just after five o'clock in the morning, but there are two people in the living room who are crazy!
From the gasp, I can't tell who it is, but the man must be Xu Dahai.
There are only two men in this shared house. Ji Feng will not look at other women except her. The rest, who else besides him
But Su Kui still wanted to confirm this, she quietly stuck out half of her head, and quickly glanced at the sofa in the living room.
At a glance, she saw Han Yue, who was immersed in ***, with a blushing face, and Xu Dahai who was working on her, sweating profusely, and his expression even a bit fierce.
It's like venting, venting despair, fear, and death that is approaching day by day.
They were unscrupulously crazy in the living room, Su Kui backed up two steps, and suddenly leaned against a wall of flesh.
Before he could exclaim, his mouth was covered by a big hand.
It was the smell of Ji Feng, Su Kui was quiet, her face was in the dark, but dripping blood, she could feel the hotness without touching it with her hands.
Ji Feng's room.
Su Kui clasped her hands together at a loss, and kept pinching her fingers, "He, how could they... how could they do this... Xu Dahai, but he has a wife..."