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An An beside him gestured at An Tong.

Two people stood beside.

An Tong stared at a baby face, staring at Su Yan.

"Are you angry?"

While watching, I asked An An beside the inquiry.

An An took the champagne aside and took a sip.

"That's the young master's business."

An Hitomi

"Every time I see her, I feel upset."

"It's your bias."

"That day, the young master returned from the underworld.

You and I are going to answer, both are about to return to the abyss.

The young master actually stopped and said something that would affect her.

Without looking back, he returned to the underworld again. "

At the thought of that day, An Tong was murderous.

An An listened quietly beside him.

An Tong said that he also witnessed together.

An Tong again

"Our Lord Lord has never asked a word.

For thousands of years, I am afraid that the young master will not appear again, and he will forget the young master. "

In words, it's all ironic.

He just didn't look at Su Yan's indifferent energy.

Open mouth

"Young Master likes her."

An Tong looks away

"Of course I know."

Angry, but also know that you can't move.

The young master hurt her so much, carefully holding it in his hand, and hurting on the apex of his heart.

If she touched her, I was afraid that it would kill the Lord.

But that's how An Tong gets angry.

Rather than hate her, it is better to complain about the young master.

Why can she enjoy everything that the young master can do with such a light and light wind?

Perhaps, if she could treat the young master like the young master did to her, he would not have such unwilling and hateful killing intentions.

The young master's spirit was seriously injured, and his dimensions were almost unstable.

Just raised a little soul from the seal.

She still misses her.

Antong always thought, is this the means of Ninetimes?

Probably it was the Lord God who was casting spells on the Lord.

Only then can the young master be willing to be like this.

Speaking of Kung Fu.

Su Yan has been led to the dance floor by Comrade Zheng Luan forcibly.

The melodious music starts.

Su Yan's silver dress was particularly dazzling under the lights.

A handsome couple of handsome men and women, naturally.

Su Yan is less likely to dance social dance.

Basically, Zheng Luan was jumping with her.

Su Yan's attention has long been on the movements under his feet.

Then she jumped, and she felt the hand holding her waist tight.

Then, the two posted together.

Zheng Luan leaned over and stuck to Su Yan's ear, and there was hot air in his breath, and he said

"Ms. Su is so pretty, I'm afraid she's going to faint a lot of men."

Whispered.

I don't know what emotions are in my words.

Su Yan opening

"Dance well."

Zheng Luan smiled,

"Yes, Miss Su."

Then he said nothing.

Really dancing seriously.

It was just that the man who had just focused on Su Yan looked at the intimate movements of the two.

Ambiguous.

This clearly has one leg.

Then, 80% of his eyes moved away from Su Yan.

Falling on someone on the dance floor.

This girl is beautiful.

However, there is a master of flowers.

Outside the dance floor, Su Yu in a red short skirt clenched her hands.

Just now, she naturally saw the ambiguous look of Su Yan and Zheng Luan.

She never looked at this sister.

The father has three wives.

The first term gave birth to an older sister.

The second term gave birth to the second sister Su Yan.

The current wife gave birth to her brother Su Tian.