Today, the hostess, has she lost her studies?

Chapter 2453 Rejection (81)

"..." It's crazy.

how did he—

Yun Si ran into the car without looking at him.

His ears turned red when he called out like that.

suddenly became shy.

Shen Zhi followed into the car, and he really did what he said.

He said he wanted to kiss her, so he really leaned over to kiss her.

With a smile, give me a kiss.

"Wife."

With teasing and deliberate intimacy, the ending sound is drawn out.

Like a small hook, it rises slightly.

It was really provocative, making people blush uncontrollably.

Always feel ashamed.

It's like what he said to her in her ear every night in the past few days.

Hot and blunt, shameful and inescapable.

Forced to listen, until he closed his eyes, he dared not even look at him.

"...Don't bark anymore!"

The extremely thin-skinned person avoids him, his cheeks are as red as the sunset glow in the sky, and he is about to explode.

Like a kitten, it can't stand being teased.

I will meow when I am teased, and I look like I am very fierce.

Pretend to be serious, try to keep a straight face, and look away.

There is no deterrent effect, but it makes people want to bully her even more

Shen Zhi looked at her, lowered his head, his shoulders trembled slightly.

It seems to be crying, and it seems to be laughing.

Restraining, holding back a smile.

"Well, stop barking."

"You have to listen to your wife, she will do what she says."

Say yes and don't mention it, but it turns out that every sentence is mentioned.

A certain blushing person: "..."

Son of a bitch.

She shouldn't have comforted him!
"Honey, dear~"

"...Shen Zhi!"

……

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……

Lou Lingxiao had a dream.

Or rather, several dreams.

In the dream, Shen Zhi's indifferent and calm words kept swirling.

Like a lingering curse, it keeps lingering above the head, whirling and reverberating.

The lingering ghost is a nightmare, suffocating and frightening.

In the dream, he was like a little white mouse with no ability to resist, frantically trying to escape, but he couldn't escape no matter what.

There is always a mysterious force watching him coldly.

Standing high and looking down, it's like looking at the tiniest dust on the ground.

He can be crushed to death at will.

Let him never stand up, never escape the possibility of suffering.

His ant-like provocation was like fleas in front of that mysterious force.

Jumping desperately, but can't hurt it half a point.

On the contrary, those light, casual words can make him change his face and lose all reason.

He looks like a clown, full of ugliness, funny and humble.

The lingering voice said, "Don't take it too far...poor man."

It's like God's judgment.

Before the judgment, there remains the last mercy.

"I said, if I can accomplish you, naturally I can..."

"Destroy you."

The dazzling dream, accompanied by the cold and empty voice, is changing and distorting crazily.

Numerous images flowed in instantly, like an N-speed movie, with a monstrous momentum.

Just like the hand of a god, a casual flick is a person's life.

Joy, anger, sorrow, and joy are all within the flick of his fingers.

An understatement can ruin a person.

Put him in hell, he can't survive, he can't die.

He said: "What happened today, there is no second time."

Even the falling voice was gentle, like a warm spring wind blowing towards my face.

With the frost that grew in the abyss in the twelfth lunar month of winter.

Gentle and biting, every word is like Ling Chi.

Invisibly cutting his flesh, it is frightening, but there is no way to find it.

"If there is a second time..."

(End of this chapter)