"Then I still hope you're not a man." Luo Li replied meanly with the cigarette holder.
Nan Sijue's deep eyes were as black as thick ink, and he looked at Luo Liyan fixedly, as if he wanted to suck her into his soul.
"Really?!" His ending hooked slightly upwards, drawing a seductive arc, and his cool lips slowly descended along the earlobe and the elegant arc of the neck, causing ripples.
Luo Liyan's rationality was constantly reminding her that she wanted to push Nan Sijue away, but the sense of familiarity rising from the depths of her soul made her feel as if she was in a cloud, and her consciousness gradually became dizzy. Drowsy.
She seemed to hear someone saying something in her ear, but she couldn't hear it so clearly.
Suddenly, a rapid phone ring broke the magnificence of the room, and also prevented Nan Sijue from kissing Luo Liyan.
Seeing the number jumping on the screen, his brows and eyes were tightly wrinkled into a hill, and he wanted to hang up the phone subconsciously.
But Luo Liyan, who had recovered his clarity, stretched out his hand to connect the phone for him with a smile on his face. Su Junjie's voice of the eunuch who was in no hurry to die came from the other end of the phone.
"Brother Nan, get on Weibo quickly! Something happened!"
"I know, Li Yan posted a photo as a fan benefit. It's a bit revealing, but it's nothing." Nan Sijue spoke very casually, with a doting and indulgent smile in his eyes, and stretched out his hand to squeeze her small tip of the nose.
"The problem is that the Weibo account she posted is her own, and...and..." Su Junjie suddenly hesitated.
"And what?" Nan Sijue's movements paused, and his words were somewhat harsh.
"She's still Cheng Jinxuan's favorite...a die-hard fan..."
Cheng Jinxuan? !
That little fresh meat who acts like a demon at the airport every day? !
Li Yan actually likes this taste!
Nan Sijue's five fingers holding the phone instantly gathered together, making a soft creaking sound.
After hanging up the phone, he smiled sullenly at Luo Liyan, "My dear girlfriend, don't you have anything you want to tell me?"
"Tell... what are you going to tell me?" Luo Liyan turned her eyes in confusion, feeling that after Nan Sijue answered the phone, his whole body became gloomy and terrifying.
Isn't it just posting a welfare picture? Could it be that the comments on the Internet are overwhelmingly scolding
But isn't Nan Sijue able to withdraw from his social circle just to be with him? !
How can you care about what these trolls say? !
Suddenly, her round almond eyes stared like copper bells, and she reached out to grab the mobile phone beside her.
Is she a pig? !
Just now, I didn't even change my Weibo account, so I used the Weibo of the body's original owner to send a message.
It would be fine if she was a zombie account, but her account is well-known in Cheng Jinxuan's fan circle, Su Junjie will call Nan Sijue, it must be because of this incident.
Thinking of what the original owner of his body said about Cheng Jinxuan's crazy obsession with Cheng Jinxuan on the Internet, Luo Liyan felt that even if he dug a crack in the ground to bury himself now, he would be dragged out by Nan Sijue to whip the corpse, right? !
"My dear Xiao Liyan, don't you have anything to say to me?" Nan Sijue took her mobile phone first, and shook it with a light smile.
It's just that the smile didn't reach the bottom of the eyes, carrying a bone-biting chill.