Yu Yan next to him was stunned.
Isn't it the agreed sweet idol drama script? How did it suddenly become a sadomasochism script? ?
No no no, this is absolutely impossible!
Yu Yan refused to accept this mouthful of poisoned dog food.
She took a deep breath, jumped out, pointed at Qi Chen, and roared angrily.
"stop!"
The girl in white raised her head and raised her chest, looking like she was going all out, and she looked quite imposing, of course, if one ignored Yu Yan's trembling legs.
Are you scared
Of course she was scared!
Yu Yan wants to cry but has no tears.
However, the heroine will be strangled to death by the hero!
She's afraid of a fart!
Maybe after Qi Chen kills Gu Youning, it will be her turn soon!
Hearing Yu Yan's loud roar, Qi Chen's movements really paused, and the hand holding Fu Yue's neck loosened. He slowly withdrew his hand, and opened his thin lips lightly: "Why? You still have to help What did she say?"
Although he said so, Qi Chen seemed to be relieved, and his peach blossom eyes glanced at Yu Yan gloomyly.
Being stared at by Qi Chen, Yu Yan's legs went limp: "..."
Almost knelt down directly.
Woohoo, she was really scared.
After being yelled at by Yu Yan, Fu Yue paused when she was about to spread the poisonous powder, and then Qi Chen let go, and she fell directly to the ground, her brain was short of oxygen for a moment, and her eyes stared.
Fuck, what the hell is this woman doing
Although he was terrified to death in his heart, Yu Yan plucked up the courage to walk up to Fu Yue, put her behind him, opened his arms, widened his eyes with fierce eyes, and said fiercely, "You can't kill her, or you will definitely kill her." Regret it! It hurts so much!"
Fu Yue: "...?"
What is this woman farting
Qi Chen sneered: "Oh."
Metaphor: "..."
Big brother, I can't answer your words!
Qi Chen glanced at his hands, which were as beautiful as handicrafts. They were very white, clean and free from dust, but there were countless souls who died under these hands.
"reason."
he asked.
Metaphor: "..."
Just talking harshly.
Why is she farting casually
Looking at the evil god in front of him who was covered in black air, Yu Yan had no choice but to bite the bullet and make it up.
"Because, because..."
It's over, my mind is blank.
I can't even make up a fart.
Qi Chen glanced over coldly, Yu Yan was so frightened that his mouth reacted one step earlier than his brain.
"Because you like her!"
Fu Yue: "???...!!!"
Qi Chen: "!!!!"
Realizing what he said, Yu Yan rolled his eyes twice, as if he had suddenly opened up Ren Du's six channels, and before Qi Chen could react, he babbled a lot.
"That's right, you just like her, Qi Chen, don't deny it. Qi Chen, the leader of the Demon Cult, still hesitates to kill people, or to a woman... Don't deny it, you just hesitate! What else is there besides liking her reason?"
Qi Chen flicked his red sleeves and scolded in a deep voice.
"Nonsense."
Yu Yan put his hands on his hips: "Then why are you guilty?"
She said this is courting death.
Hair plucked from the tiger's head.
Fu Yue, who just fell to the ground, narrowed her eyes, she quickly stood up and rushed towards Yu Yan, wrapping her arms around her neck at an extremely fast speed, and rolling her around on the ground.
He successfully dodged Qi Chen's palm in the air.