He was panting heavily, his voice hoarse.
Su Yan was about to answer,
"I...well"
He didn't say anything sharply, and then swallowed them together into his stomach.
The spring breeze warms up the tent, and the ambiguity rises.
Clothes come off.
The two bodies intertwined in the night.
Accompanied by bursts of ambiguous sounds.
Clothes were lost.
The lamp flickered, casting shadows in circles.
It's ten in the middle of the night.
Comrade Feng Rong had enough food and drink, and he looked in a good mood with a smile on his lips.
It completely disappeared from the gloomy look that was about to kill someone just now.
And Su Yan was wrapped in a blanket, tired and hungry, her eyes were moist, and she was very tired.
At this time, Xiaohua's voice sounded in my mind
"Ding dong, congratulations to the host, the third class star is on."
Xiao Hua whispered quietly
"The host is amazing."
After finishing speaking, Xiaohua didn't wait for her host's words.
The host doesn't seem very happy.
For a Tongzi who has read many romance novels and experienced so many worlds.
Xiaohua immediately understood where her host's symptoms were.
Xiaohuadao
"Host, the three stars lit up represent that all his thoughts are on you."
Su Yan's eyelashes moved.
Finally got a response.
"He said we had nothing to do with each other, and he didn't like me kissing him."
This was the first time Su Yan faced such a problem.
This superior IQ is no longer needed.
Xiao Hua was speechless.
For such a smart host, he is trapped by love, and he is no different from an ordinary person when he is on the tip of his horns.
The scary logic analysis that has always been accurate is no longer needed.
Xiao Hua has an idea
"Host, how about Xiaohua give you an idea?"
Su Yan doubts
"kindness?"
Su Yan, who had her eyes closed, opened them.
As soon as she opened it, she saw Feng Rong leaning over to kiss her.
she speaks
"How much?"
Her voice was a little hoarse, and a soft voice came out.
Feng Rong hooked a smile, and was stunned for a moment with a satisfied expression on her face.
He leaned over and wrapped Su Yan in his arms again.
With Wen Xiang nephrite in her arms, the fire in her heart was being stirred and burned over and over again.
he kissed her cheek
"kindness?"
"You served me all night, very comfortable, how much do you want, let me make a price."
Su Yan paused after speaking.
then ask xiaohua
"I have no money."
"Host, if you raise your own man, you have to raise it even if you want to sell it."
Su Yan might be a little tired, but after listening to Xiao Hua's words, she actually felt that it made sense.
Feng Rong's face froze, and it took him a long time to react.
He reached out and squeezed Su Yan's chin.
She forced her to look up at herself.
"Can you say that again."
Su Yan felt a tingling pain in her chin.
Su Yan didn't speak.
And Feng Rong laughed faintly.
He lowered his head and kissed her lips one after another.
"It's still a long night, don't worry."
When Su Yan heard this, she blinked, always feeling that something was wrong.
silently ask
"Little flower?"
"Huh? Host??"
"Didn't you say that he will either ask for money or be very angry?"
Xiaohua was holding a romance novel of a domineering president and carefully read it there.
"Well, that's right, the actor in it also said the same thing to the heroine, and the heroine ran away angrily."
Su Yan didn't know if she listened to Xiaohua's words.
The only thing I know is that the ambiguous entanglement that has not dissipated has risen again in the blink of an eye.
Money or not, put it aside.
The matter of not being able to get up tomorrow morning seems to be more important.