Chapter 57: His "Fatal" Threat!

I saw that the buttons of her white lace-edged shirt collapsed, and the place that originally tightly outlined her graceful figure was instantly unrestrained, and the trembling softness seemed to be about to come out ......!

Su Xian: "......"

After a moment's notice, Rong Mo hurriedly covered her arm, and her cheeks flushed, "You, what do you look at, rascal——! ”

Su Xianqingjun's eyes seemed to be filled with a layer of darkness, his gaze slowly moved from her chest to her face, and said lightly, "You came to knock on my door in the middle of the night, who is the hooligan?" ”

Tolerance: "......"

!!!

She covered her chest, pulled on her beautiful woolen coat, gritted her teeth slightly, and said: "I don't know who sent this kind of commotion to me, since I don't admit it, let's go?" Let's go now! ”

"Wait——!"

The arm was holding her wrist.

"What? Admit it? Rong looked at him with resentment in his eyes, as if he really wanted to pick up the little leather whip and train this extremely sullen man.

Su Xian's expression was cold, "What do I admit?" I just wanted to tell you that the butcher upstairs hasn't had a woman for years, and it's not safe for you to go out in the middle of the night. ”

"What's the matter with you?!"

Su Xian's face darkened slightly, "He will scare you." ”

"I'm not afraid."

Su Xian: "Hurt you with the butcher's knife in the pig slaughter on weekdays." ”

Tolerance: "......"

Depend on.

Even if he scares her like this, can't he admit that he called him!?

"Hurt hurts." Rong Mo gritted his teeth slightly.

The voice fell, and the hand fell on the door.

But he hurriedly covered her hand and didn't let her open the door, and a hoarse and faint voice came, "It will also violate you." ”

Wipe......!

When these words fell, Rong Mo froze, and his heart was so angry that he couldn't cry or laugh.

Seeing that she didn't speak, he twisted his hand slightly, locked the door, and said lightly, "Go to sleep on the sofa, don't thank me." ”

With that, he let go of his hand and turned to leave first.

Rong Yu just looked at his slender and thin back, and the roots of his teeth were itchy.

Disturb!

What a!

Very good!

Isn't it hard-mouthed, since let her stay, see that she doesn't torture him to death.

Rong Yu kicked off his shoes with the clothes on his chest, and went in hatefully.

This house is a little different from what Rong Yu imagined.

It's shabby on the outside.

But the more you go inside, the more you find that it's outrageously clean.

In a small house of seventy or eighty square meters, the floor is paved with black marble, and the walls are separated by gray and white, which is simple and clean, with few things, neatly arranged.

It's not at all like the place where an ordinary single rough man lives.

And in the bedroom, a white blanket is spread on the marble floor, the texture is excellent, like a precious Persian carpet, the bedroom is not big, but the bed occupies most of the position.

And the bed was new, covered with smoky gray sheets and a thin black quilt.

All this made Rong Yu a little confused.

Where does he really look like a mechanic??

Su Xian walked all the way, and Rong Yu noticed that he was barefoot...... Wear thin, loose pajamas.

She unconsciously followed his back.

Until—

"Ah......h