After My Death, The Villain Blackened Again

Yange took a sip of air-conditioning: "It hurts me oh oh ... you asshole, I am going to kill you oh ..."

Shi Yan stared at the blood at the junction, his body froze for a moment.

But immediately realized that Song was struggling to escape from him.

His heart was flat.

Don't stop doing it.

Suppress the words to the ground and continue to forge ahead.

The two men's boat show is similar to fighting.

Yange bit and scratched, and in the end it was exhausted.

Partially, she found that Shi Yan, the main force, not only was not exhausted under her suppression, but was radiant.

Afterwards, he sat on the bed and smoked a cigar with his legs crossed.

Not to mention the host.

Words can't get used to the man's fierceness.

She lifted her feet to kick him.

Did not hold people to the ground.

Instead, Shi Yan turned around, reached out and grabbed her foot, and kissed him, "Why, what?"

Yange hadn't responded yet. He squinted, took another sip of the cigar, and said, "Wait a minute, I'm brewing, I should be able to come again."

Words: "Rogue, get out, I want to sleep."

Shi Yan looked at Yange's cheeks with a thin and angry look. He smashed the cigar, turned around and rolled back to bed, holding Yange quite firmly and saying, "After this roll, I really have to sleep. I can't do it. "

Words: "It's better than animals!"

Shi Yan kissed her little mouth: "I'm not as good as a beast."

Yange was forced to have another exhausting exercise.

Later, tossed completely fainted.

When she woke up again, her head was painful, but it was not so severe.

There was no one in the room. The room was quiet and her body was sore and uncomfortable. It was probably this pain that gave her a sense of loneliness.

She remembered the last time she had parted from the cock, and the **** gave her the mark that hit her in the spirit.

It overlaps with the heavenly illusion left by the swallowing beast in her brows.

Maybe the small spell mark also borrows the power of heaven's magic, so she can follow her.

Chicken has a flexible mind. According to human beings, it is a natural hacker master.

Not to mention that those systems that were hacked by it were devouring beasts, and perhaps it was impossible to imagine that this heavenly fantasy nailed to her soul was slightly manipulated by the chick, which is another form of existence.

When thinking of a chicken, Yan Song is subconsciously proud of it.

But the corners of her lips just flew up, reminding her of the last moment when she left the previous plane, and there was a suffocation in her eyes.

The door squeaked softly.

Yan Ge masked the emotions in his eyes, and looked up at Shi Yan who entered the door.

Shi Yan probably didn't expect Yange to be sober.

He originally wanted to close the door gently, but raised his eyes to meet Yan Ge's eyes.

So ... a loud bang.

He slammed the door.

He pursed his lips and strode toward the song.

Wearing a military uniform, his boots made a rattling noise when he stepped on the floor.

The sound of footsteps is so heavy, it's like stepping on the hearts of others.

Every step can make your heart tremble.

He went to the chair by the bed and sat down, raising Erlang's legs, staring at Yange sneer while shaking his legs.

After a few laughs, he said, "Aren't you and that little white face really in love? Why, haven't you slept together for so long, he won't even have the courage to sleep. Or, he's a rabbit grandfather and likes to be a man sleep……"

Yan Ge stared at him: "Shut up, shut your fart."