The little girl's eyes were red, and tears were still hanging on her face.

There was blood on his little lips, and it must have been the blood that had been bitten through his shoulders and chests.

Not only was the claws sharp, but the teeth were sharp. He squeezed her hips, hugged her to his third leg, and stared at her lips: "What do you want? "

She frowned, trying to stay away, but when the two were so close, she would inevitably stick to him even if she tried to shrink her body.

After facing his eyes, after a short struggle, she seemed to make up her mind. After her wet eyelashes trembled, she closed her eyes tightly, and then went up and kissed his lips.

She left at a touch, as if the breeze was blowing, her feathers were fluttering, and her tense fists were squeezed tightly in an instant, and her eyes were wide and aggrieved and asked him: "Is this okay?"

Fiyun Ze asked her, "What did you just do?"

With a serious look on his face, it was as if he didn't know that the little girl had kissed him.

Yan Song lowered her head and bit her lip slightly. She didn't talk or continue. She dropped her head and her tears rolled down again. It was about crying all the way. Her voice was a little dumb and soft. "You What do you want? I have forgotten the events of that year, I, I can not remember at all, but on the one hand, I have not provoke you, how can you do this to me? "

At the end, he cried again.

After forgetting it, he forgot? How dare you say it? He pinched her finger on her chin and raised it slightly.

This little girl, crying so hooked, is a rare goblin.

He bowed his head and kissed the tears on her face: "Offer a price, I will cover you for a month."

Without waiting for the words to respond, he said, "You can just say anything, but you can't refuse."

"I won't interfere with things between you and your boyfriend, and I won't bother you, but you will be on call within this month."

She looked up and stared at him with a look of surprise, probably a little angry, and her body was shaking slightly. After a long while, she grinded her teeth and said, "I don't want to."

Fei Yunze did not let go of her. He clasped her tightly with his hands, and his lips fell on the corners of her tight lips: "I just said that, you can't refuse."

Yan Ge glared at him, glaring at him, and tears began to flow in his eyes.

This little girl is really made of water. He wiped the tears on her face with his fingers and said, "One month, I won't entangle you after a month, how?"

His voice was in her ear, seductive, "Otherwise, I would entangle you every day, wouldn't you always think of me being entangled every day?"

Yange looked up, grieved and held him indignantly again: "After a month, wouldn't you do this to me?"

He touched the little girl's collagen-filled face, "Um."

Yange gripped his clothes with his fingers and kneaded them in his hands, and he whispered, "You have to talk."

The man chuckled, and she held her up, as if holding a child in her arms: "Well, talk well."

As soon as the door opened, he went on like this, and Yan Ge struggled in a hurry: "You put me down, you put me down."

"You have a head injury and can't walk."

Fei Yunze didn't give Yange a chance to argue at all. He squeezed her hips: "If you shout again, I will put my hand in your skirt."