Today, the hostess, has she lost her studies?

Chapter 1252 Can You (39)

So, before going to work, Yun Si sat by the bed and kissed the sleeping man.

The man has his eyes closed, his upper body is naked, and his hair is messy.

After being kissed, he breathed heavily and seemed to wake up.

He grabbed her hand, put it on his lips and kissed her, and said in a low voice, "Good morning, Si Si."

"Good morning, Sheng Huai."

Yun Si also kissed his hand in a dignified manner.

Yun Si drove to the company, and without accident, saw the figure squatting next to the flower bed again.

Hugging the withered roses, squatting there like a dog in the water, rain or shine, I don't know what I'm obsessed with.

Yun Si drove into the underground parking lot.

Soon, he followed behind the rear of the car with a rose in his arms.

After she got off the car, he sent the roses over.

"Miss, good morning."

He has fine eyebrows and red cheeks.

Yun Si closed the car door as usual, and walked by without looking sideways.

Completely ignored.

The man followed her all the way as if he didn't notice her indifference.

He followed all the way to the elevator before he stopped consciously, stood at the door of the elevator, and waved to her.

"Goodbye miss, I will always be here waiting for you."

He is shy and serious.

And the woman in the elevator, as if she didn't hear, lowered her eyes and looked cold.

After the elevator doors closed, the man holding the rotten roses stood there quietly, motionless.

In the picture reflected by the metal elevator, his face was reflected vaguely.

Lifeless, no temperature.

How can there be such a shy look just now.

Holding the bouquet, he closed his eyes, leaned closer, and inhaled deeply.

The eyes turned into a strange green in an instant, and then disappeared quickly.

Although the originally delicate and beautiful roses are wilted and rotten at this moment, they can still be like a sponge that absorbs freely, first absorbing crazily, and then being oppressed to the extreme to release.

Draw divine power from her, and then convert the divine power into magic power that he can absorb.

Little by little, quietly, no one can notice.

The man showed a weird smile, turned and left the elevator.

Walked to a car in the corner of the parking lot, opened the door, and got in.

There was already a person sitting in the driver's seat.

There are two men, one with a handsome face and the other with soft eyebrows and eyes.

Handing over the bouquet of roses, the feminine man deeply absorbed the hard-won divine power on the petals, and let out a comfortable sigh.

The expression is refreshed and full of energy, as if the whole body is full of strength.

It's like taking opium, it makes people extremely excited, and the senses reach their peak.

He inhaled frantically, his body convulsed uncontrollably because of the comfort.

The handsome man in the passenger seat twisted his neck and looked at him: "Drink less, save some for me."

He took another deep breath before returning the rose and licking his lips.

"Cangming, why don't we just snatch that woman over and eat her?"

If you can eat her directly
Not only can the magic power recover quickly, but it can even make the power reach its peak, transforming itself into a demon race that no one dares to bully.

There is no harm at all, why not
After taking the last breath of divine power, Cang Ming leaned back on the seat, closed his eyes, and calmed down.

"First, we can't beat her."

"Second, have you forgotten who her backer is?"

(End of this chapter)