Fast Travel: Crazy Criticism of Beauty Always Conspiring against Me

Chapter 240 Substitute Marriage: Warlord Marshal VS No.1 Actress (44)

Those words kept echoing in Shen Yu's heart.

"Look... now... it seems that we are having an affair..."

The sound of Song Ci's breathing and the deliberately slowed down and paused tone still echoed in his mind over and over again.

Shen Yu felt nervous and numb.

Forced to look in the mirror.

The people inside were flushed with fine beads of sweat hanging on their foreheads. The atmosphere was indeed charming, as if they had fought a tough battle.

When Shen Yu looked up, he could see Song Ci's pink lips were like petals, his eyes were foggy, and he couldn't turn his mind for a moment, and he didn't even let go of his arms around his neck.

The breath was hot and itchy on the lips.

The tip of Shen Yu's heart was so hot that a thought suddenly popped up in her heart, she wanted to get close...

After realizing it, his heart pounded instantly, he came to his senses, and gave Song Ci a push.

"What nonsense are you talking about, we are not..." Shen Yu didn't know what to say, now it's okay to say no to this scene.

"I'm going back."

Now Shen Yu would feel flustered as long as he looked at Song Ci, and his eyes would involuntarily fall on him.

He was afraid that he would really jump at him uncontrollably...

While he is still awake and knows his identity, leave first to let himself be quiet.

Song Ci held him when he opened the door, "Are you sure you want to go out now? But they are all outside the door, are you sure they won't think too much when they see it?"

Shen Yu's expression changed, he didn't know what to do, and his fingers stopped in mid-air.

Song Ci raised his hand to grab his fingers, and put him in his arms, "Ah Yu, don't leave today."

Shen Yu withdrew her hand to cover up her emotions, "What are you talking about, it's impossible."

Shen Yu's other hand was injured, Song Ci naturally did not dare to touch it, and would avoid it every time to protect it.

"Are you hungry?"

"hungry."

Shen Yu wasn't very hungry but just wanted to be quiet, Song Ci saw it, so he continued.

"You wait here while I send for some food."

As soon as Song Ci opened the door, he saw Zhou Tairong and Ren Qinian perseveringly sitting on the stone table in the yard opposite his room and guarding them.

Originally, he wanted to go directly, but he didn't expect the two of them to come directly, and he pinched his brows irritably.

When I got closer, I saw that the man's face was covered with injuries, especially Zhou Tairong's ridiculously swollen nose and swollen face, and Ren Qinian's bruises at the corners of his mouth. He was amused.

"Do you dog bite dog?"

Ren Qinian raised his hand to clasp Song Ci's wrist, his eyes were stern and serious, "Xiao Ci, I apologize to you for what happened last time, and I won't do anything to you, as long as I can be by your side, you can let me do whatever you want." .”

Song Ci waved his hand away, "I don't need it."

After finishing speaking, he was about to leave, but his wrist was grabbed and he couldn't leave.

Zhou Tairong sneered at the side, "Ren Qinian, you think your face can attract Song Ci's attention, you really think of yourself as a character."

Ren Qinian let go of Song Ci's hand, went up and punched Zhou Tairong again.

Zhou Tairong didn't react to this punch, and landed firmly on his face, the corner of his mouth was broken and bleeding.

Zhou Tairong's eyes sharpened, "Are you courting death?"

"I think you are the one who is looking for death." Ren Qinian continued, "I haven't settled with you for secretly raising Xiaoci's double!"

Song Ci, who was sitting on the sidelines watching their juggling with the attitude of watching a joke, couldn't hold back when he heard this sentence, his face turned dark, and the cup in his hand fell violently to the ground.

The tea was spilled all over the floor, and the tea leaves fell to the ground.

The air is filled with the fragrance of tea.

But now no one dared to act first, because Song Ci came over.

Zhou Tairong looked at Song Ci's serious face, and stood there smiling, "Little Ci'er..."

Before Zhou Tairong finished speaking, a burst of loud applause rang out.

His cheek instantly turned to one side.

Zhou Tairong turned his head, his messy hair covered the black under his eyes, and removed the blood from the corners of his lips, drawing an arc from the corners of his lips.

"Raising a double?" Song Ci sneered, raised his hand and slapped him again, "Is it fun?"

"Zhou Tairong, do you find it interesting?"

Hearing Song Ci's cold and cold laughter, Zhou Tairong felt goosebumps all over his body, but he couldn't hide the excitement in his eyes. He licked the blood on the corner of his lips, it was fishy and sweet.

She looked a little itchy, and said with a smile: "It's boring, Xiaoci."

"He's really boring, not even a tenth of yours."

Ren Qinian heard it harshly.

"Xiaoci, shall I throw him out?"

Zhou Tairong suddenly looked at Ren Qinian, "What are you pretending to be Ren Qinian now, don't you think you're not moved." He laughed and continued, "You've seen him before, isn't he similar to Xiao Ci?"

"You are still hesitating, you are not willing to hurt him."

Song Ci felt upset and disgusted again.

It's okay to be worried about by jackals and tigers all day long, but he even dared to raise his double to play with. Although he didn't really touch him, it made him feel disgusted from the bottom of his heart.

Song Ci put his hand on Ren Qinian's shoulder, "What about that person, you find him here."

Ren Qinian obeyed Song Ciyan's advice, Song Ci was willing to talk to him now, but he was too happy. I'm afraid he would be willing to let him shoot himself in the head now.

Song Ci sat beside him and asked someone to bring the rope over.

Zhou Tairong stood there honestly and let Song Ci tie him up.

Perhaps for a lunatic like him, this kind of thing is not fear but excitement and anticipation for him.

Seeing the expression in his eyes, Song Ci sneered, reached out and grabbed Zhou Tairong's hair and pulled it back violently, kicked his leg and knelt on the ground with a "plop".

"Zhou Tairong, you are really good."

"how?"

Song Ci squatted on the ground, his eyes were level with him, the corners of his lips were hooked, and his smile didn't reach his eyes, "Can a lunatic like you satisfy you?"

Zhou Tairong said truthfully: "No, he is not you."

"You like me?" Song Ci smiled coldly.

Zhou Tairong licked the corner of his lips, "I like it."

Song Ci stood up and stepped on his back, twisting him into the dust, "You deserve it too?"

"Don't be so disgusting with me."

Zhou Tairong looked at Song Ci's disgusted expression as if he was looking at a mouse in the gutter, which stimulated Zhou Tairong, and he licked the corners of his lips.

Looking at his aloof appearance, I thought about it more than once in my heart.

If a proud person like him is contaminated and soiled by a lunatic like himself or a rat in the sewage, what is going on on his face?
What's the matter with him?What would you think?
Must look good.

Zhou Tairong found that it seemed that no matter what kind of things were placed on him, he would be extraordinarily beautiful.

This kind of beauty is not ordinary beauty, it is the kind of beauty that can satisfy the evil and evil in his heart.

Makes me want to tear it apart...

Maybe Song Ci stayed outside for too long. Shen Yu hesitated and opened the door to see this scene, his pupils shrank subconsciously.

What followed was the sound of a whip hitting a flesh wound, resounding in my ears.

(End of this chapter)