He gasped for breath and his voice was hoarse.

Su Yan was about to answer,

"I ····· Hmm"

Without saying a word, he swallowed it in his stomach one after another.

The spring breeze tent warms up, and it rises ambiguously.

The garments are gone.

The two bodies intertwined in the night.

With a burst of ambiguous sounds.

His clothes were thrown to the ground.

The lamp flickered, carrying circles of shadows.

10 a.m.

Comrade Fengrong was full of food and drink, and with a smile on the corner of his lips, he seemed to be in a good mood.

It's completely gone, and the look of the yin wind just now is about to kill.

And Su Yan was wrapped in a blanket, tired and hungry, his eyes were moist, and he was very tired.

At this time, the voice of Xiaohua sounded in my head

"Ding Dong, congratulations to the host, the third lesson star is lit up."

Xiaohua whispered

"The host is amazing."

After finishing speaking, Xiaohua did not wait for her host's words.

The host doesn't seem to be in a good mood.

For a Tongzi who has seen many romances and experienced so many dimensional worlds.

Xiaohua immediately understood where her host's symptoms were.

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"Host, three stars lit up represent that all his thoughts are on you."

Su Yan's eyelashes moved.

Finally there was a reaction.

"He said we didn't have anything to do with each other and didn't like me kissing him."

This is the first time Su Yan has faced such a problem.

This superior IQ is not needed at this time.

Xiaohua is staggered.

He is such a smart host, this is trapped by love, and he is no different from ordinary people.

The scary that has always been accurate in logical analysis is no longer needed.

Xiaohua came up with an idea

"Host, why don't you have an idea?"

Su Yan was puzzled

"Huh?"

Su Yan, who had closed his eyes, opened his eyes.

As soon as she opened it, she saw Feng Rong leaning over to kiss her.

She spoke up

"How much does it cost?"

Her voice was a little hoarse, and as soon as a soft voice came out.

Feng Rong smiled, and was stunned for a moment with a satisfied expression.

He leaned over and wrapped Su Yan in his arms again.

The warm fragrant nephrite is in his arms, and the fire in his heart is being stirred and burned over and over again.

He kissed her cheek

"Huh?"

"You've been serving me all night, it's very comfortable, how much does it cost, let's make a price."

After speaking, Su Yan paused.

Then ask Xiaohua

"I don't have any money."

"Host, raise your own man, and you have to raise it by smashing pots and selling iron."

Su Yan may be a little tired, but listening to Xiaohua's words, he actually feels that it makes sense.

Feng Rong's face froze, and he reacted for a long time before he reacted.

He reached out and pinched Su Yan's chin.

She forced her to look up at herself.

"Say it again."

Su Yan felt a tingling pain in his jaw.

Su Yan didn't speak.

And Feng Rong laughed faintly.

He lowered his head and kissed her on the lips

"It's a long night, so there's no hurry."

When Su Yan heard this, he blinked, and always felt that things were not good.

I asked silently in my heart

"Little flower?"

"Huh? Host?? ”

"Didn't you say that he would either ask for money or be angry?"

Xiaohua held a domineering president romance and looked at it carefully.

"Well, yes, the male protagonist in it also said this to the heroine, and the heroine ran away angrily."

Xiaohua's words, Su Yan didn't know if she listened to them.

The only thing I know is that this ambiguous entanglement that has not yet dissipated has risen again in the blink of an eye.

If you don't have money, put it aside.

The fact that I can't get up tomorrow morning seems to be a little more important.