Feng Shaohao is afraid that the world will not be chaotic.

"Do you believe it or not, I have lighted your clothes tonight and left you in her bed." The stupid boy, who thought that he would say that he would be fooled?

This woman does not need him to help, she has already identified Nanhua Jun. If he pushes the waves, it will only bring more trouble to himself. For example, now, the purple clothes hate the pungent smell of her body, and she hates her to hold him like this.

Feng Shaoyan was afraid to talk, what a joke? He believes that purple clothes really do that, he does not care about his own festival, he is afraid! He is afraid that Shenmo will be killed when he is angry.

"The bones are thrown away, nothing is scared. Men and women don't kiss, you are the big lady of Shen family. I am holding you like this, it will damage your reputation, they are watching it!"

The purple clothes opened her arm that held his waist, and the long body stepped back a few steps, pulling away from her.

Shen Mo core is not happy, but there is no way. She is the big lady of Shen family. If she does anything, she should be careful about the face of her family and her own face. She can pretend to be afraid and scared to indent "Nanhua Jun". But I can't hold him brazenly.

She can't afford this face, Shen family can't afford this face.

Shen Moxin was a little lost. "South China Jun" said so, she had to give up.

"This building doesn't know how many people have died. I don't dare to live alone. Nanhua, let me live with me at night!" Shen Moxin thought of new tricks, lost and disappeared, and her smoked beauty glared at him.

Xiao Yu's eyebrows, Shen Mo core's requirements are getting more and more excessive, she really wants to fire, but she is not willing to grieve herself to fulfill her.

When Xiao Yu was about to speak, Xiao Qi couldn’t help but say.

"Miss Shen, how old are you? Sleeping and accompanying people? Don't say that you are afraid of being dead here, Miss Shen, your hands are not bloody? Didn't you kill?" Xiaoqi quickly spit, purple clothes Well, it is also a scorpion of his master. How can it be so badly treated by Shenmo?

Xiaoqi is very upset.

Xiao Yu walked to the side of "South China Jun", pulled him over, lifted up the clear alum, and said seriously: "You are not allowed to accompany her at night, you are looking for a room to rest."

His little child is angry.

The purple dress looked at her gaze and released a splendid look. His thin lips smirked with a demon smile and said, "Okay."

Shen Mo core slammed the hole and slammed the heart. She wanted to tear up the mouth of Xiao Qi, a humble slave, and dare to say her?

And Xiao Yu, the monk, why stop "South China Jun" to accompany her?

She knows that Xiao Yu is jealous of her and jealous of "South China Jun" is good for her.

This monk is really shameless, and has been engaged with so many men, and she has not let go of her "Southern China Jun."

Shen Mo core fingers tightened, nails pierced into the palm of his hand, blood dripping down, her yin and yang look at Feng Lingran, this waste, even his own woman is not good.

She will not vent her grievances at this time. There are many people in Feng Lingran. She is only alone. She fights, she can't find anything cheap, and it is not conducive to her looking for fire and Dan Ding.

This tone, she endured.

She doesn't have to gas with a few people who are going to die, how bad is it? Anyway, in the end, only she and "South China Jun" can leave here.

A few people dispersed to find a vacant room. Feng Lingran directly grabbed Xiao Yu’s hand and took her away from the purple clothes. When she left, she also dropped a sentence: “Let’s go to sleep.”

He said so straightforward that everyone understands.

The purple clothes were too lazy to compare with Feng Lingran's stingy vinegar. After he saw Xiao Yu's back disappeared, he turned and found a room.

The old man looked at Shenmo core and stood still. He didn't know where to bring a copper oil lamp. Although it is not as good as the oil lamp of Shenfu, it is rare in this place.

"Miss Shen Da, you are afraid..." The words of the oil lamp illuminate the gloomy face of Shenmo. Her ray is like a venom that corrodes everything. It is terrible, and the old man is shocked by the shackles. The body trembled, and the words behind it could not be said.

He just came to please Shen Jinxin, and when he wanted to leave, he could take him away.

Shen Moxin lifted his cockroach, poisonous eyes, flashing the disturbed dissatisfaction, her blushing mouth slightly, and angered: "Roll."

The old man was scared of the fart, and the copper oil lamp almost fell to the ground. He hurriedly reached out and did not want to irritate Shenmo.

After the old man ran a few steps, he was called back by Shenmo.

Shen Moxin asked the old man to find a clean room that had not died.

The old man knows everything about it here. He took the Shenmo core directly. He placed the oil lamp on the table and laid the bed for Shenmo. The color of the quilt on the bed was very new. The cloth wrapped in the quilt was covered with a layer of ash.

"This is the quilt that my friend brought when I came in with my friends. He hasn't had time to cover it..." The old man paused and passed the death directly, and then said: "The quilt is new, Shen Da. Miss can sleep safely."