After My Death, The Villain Blackened Again

Seeing that Song of Song was still asleep, Fei Jiayu turned around and went to his friend to get the recordings. He couldn't wait to know what happened to Song of Song.

It didn't take long for Fei Jiayu to leave, and the door was opened. A man in a suit came in. He first scanned the ward around the ward. Then he walked to the bed of Yan Ge, bowed his head slightly, and looked at the woman in bed This face.

After a long time, she stretched her white fingers and pinched Yan Ge's chin slightly, turning her face to the side.

That night she bent over and rubbed his shoes to expose the white neck with a red mole the size of a red bean.

Xu Shi was so conspicuous that the red beans inlaid in that white greasy, which led him to think about it now, and was only very impressed by that scene.

Sure enough, it was no wonder that she felt very familiar when she saw it before.

It was determined that this woman was his "somehow" little niece who had come over, and his interest was stronger.

The finger holding her chin pressed against her lips.

The pale lips gradually became red and delicate under his pressure. His fingertips accidentally fell into her lips, and a little wet between her lips.

After a pause, he retracted his fingers and pursed his fingers with his lips.

The taste must be good.

Yange's sleeplessness was unsteady, and the **** screamed in her ears. When she was awake, the **** did not sound like she was pulled out of her tongue.

She stared at this all-pink room for a moment, then realized it later, in the hospital.

"Awake?" A low voice sounded in the room.

Yan Ge looked at his voice, and saw a man sitting on a seat on the balcony. The sun was shining outside the window, and the man was carrying light, making his image fall into the shadow. See what he looks like.

"How do you feel?" The man got up and slowly walked towards Yan Ge's bed.

Step by step, as he got rid of those bright sunshine, his face emerged from the shadows, gradually becoming clearer and brighter.

His facial features are sharp, and because of thin lips, the entire face gives a gloomy, disturbing, subconscious, vigilant and scared.

Each time he stepped forward, Yan Ge's eyes became more frightened. She clutched the quilt tightly and stuttered, "I, I don't know you."

The man walked to the bed of Yange, leaning over and close to Yange's face, but did not continue to approach, he supported his hands on both sides of her body, just to circle her,

"My name is Fei Yunze, and I am the guardian of Fei Jiayu. I am very sorry for what you have done to you."

Yan Ge shook his head in a hurry, and said in a weak voice: "I accidentally tripped over the ball and fell on the wall, and has nothing to do with Fei."

But the man obviously didn't believe her words. He touched her head and praised: "What a good girl with a good heart."

When the words are off, hold up the words and go out.

Words of Song: ...

"You, where do you take me?"

Yan Ge hurriedly pushed him: "You, let me down, I will go by myself, I will go by myself."

The man's chest was like an iron block, and the song didn't bother him after a few hits. When he went out, he said, "You are injured and you have difficulty walking. I should hold you."

"I've put my head down and it has nothing to do with my legs. You, don't do this, you put me down."