Stab! ! ——
The words have not yet finished.
Song Qiaoyuan's high-end customized Balenciaga silk was torn to pieces by Luo Yun.
"Ah, you stinky villain, you..."
Song Qiaoyuan was excited and surprised.
He was busy adjusting the juicer, and the cell phone in his hand was accidentally dialed by Han Shuangxue.
"Qiaoyuan? What's wrong with you??"
Huh? ! !
Han Shuangxue's voice came from the mobile phone.
Song Qiaoyuan was startled and woke up!
Luo Yun was shocked when he heard the sudden sound!
Huh? !
What am I doing?
His consciousness has always been quite clear.
But just now an evil intention rushed into my heart, and my actions were a little out of control.
In fact, his original intention was just to see Song Qiaoyuan dare to pick on him.
So he deliberately frightened her.
Unexpectedly...
I accidentally went too far and even tore the human silk.
Don’t think about it, it must be a certain old immortal in the Tomb of Desolation in your mind that is affecting your consciousness!
"Oh, no...it's nothing!"
Song Qiaoyuan suddenly felt as if she had done something terribly wrong.
Taking advantage of Luo Yun's dazzling moment, he quickly pulled out, picked up his cell phone and said to the phone: "I...I accidentally pressed the wrong key just now."
"Huh? Really?"
Han Shuangxue was very worried on the phone: "You said something like a bad guy, I thought you were in danger."
"Oh, no, no. , I'm watching the TV series, the villain in the TV series is so bad! I couldn't help but complain."
"What...Xue'er, I won't tell you anymore. There’s something else!”
said.
Hurry and hang up the phone in shame.
Looking again at the messy, tattered appearance of myself.
His whole body was filled with the domineering aura left by Luo Yun just now.
She took a deep breath.
There is an unspeakable regret and guilt.
My heart is filled with mixed feelings and my mind is in a mess.
Recalling Luo Yun's slightly extreme behavior just now, her face turned red with embarrassment, like a ripe red apple.
Damn Luoyun, stinky Luoyun...
Just now I really wanted to kill him...
It's so bad, so bad!
Song Qiaoyuan was so ashamed that she could not vent her myriad emotions, so she had no choice but to scold Luo Yun to release her inner feelings.Conflict of mind.
"Smelly Luoyun, you... hmm?"
However.
She was about to say the words to blame Jiao Ni, but she was shocked to find...
Luo Yun was already sitting cross-legged, looking like he was trying his best to suppress the anger in his heart.
At this moment.
Due to excessive imbalance of yang energy in his body, he was forcibly suppressed by Luo Yun.
So the veins all over his body jumped.
The small scratches left during the previous battle now appear a little red with the excess yang energy, as if they have left heavy battle scars.
When she saw the scars on Luo Yun’s body, Song Qiaoyuan trembled slightly in her heart!
"He...when did he have so many scars on his body?"
"Did they come from the previous battle?"
Realized at this point.
All the complex emotions in my heart just now turned into a feeling of heartache.
I can’t say anything to blame or blame anyone.
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Thought of this.
She blamed herself.
"It's all my fault..."
"The first thing I should do after returning to the hotel is to see if Luo Yun is injured and take care of him..."
"He hasn't had much rest since he came to Nanzhou. Yesterday... Ning Ning and I forced him to sleep on the sofa..."
"Today he faces so many things again. Master... must be exhausted, right?"
"After a man is extremely tired, he must find a way to vent his inner anger..."
"And I happened to do that kind of behavior deliberately at this time to provoke his anger..."
"It's no wonder that he almost couldn't help it just now..."
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"What normal man can bear it?"
After some self-strategy.
Song Qiaoyuan's originally troubled pretty face suddenly revealed a hint of pride and pride.
He puffed up his chest instinctively.
"Hmph... I knew I was very charming in front of Luo Yun..."
"Hmm!!"
Right here hour.
Luo Yun suddenly gritted his teeth.
A burst of anger emerged from his mouth.
Song Qiaoyuan felt even more distressed when she saw this.
Luo Yun looked so angry that his ears were red.
"He...he must be very, very uncomfortable and hard if he endures it like this."Bar? ”
“But, I...how should I help him release his stress and anger?” "
"Could it be... I really can only..."
Song Qiaoyuan's ears turned red with embarrassment.
Recalling Han Shuangxue's voice on the phone just now. < /p>
She is almost confused!
And...
Even if there is no reason for Han Shuangxue
Even if she wants to help Luo Yun... …
I still have my first kiss!
If in this strange situation, I give up my most important moment... < /p>
She would feel so weird!
In her imagination, that important moment...
It should be when both of them are awake. Under the romantic atmosphere, it happened naturally...
Instead of feeling like a tool like now
"Oh, right! "
Suddenly.
Song Qiaoyuan was heartbroken!
I remembered the short video I had accidentally watched online.
Thought of
Then, she lowered her head and looked at her slender hands: "How about... I help Luo Yun in another way? "
"This... shouldn't be too much, right? "
"His body is covered with scars and he looks so hard..."
"I helped him in this way. Even if Xueer knew about it, she wouldn't blame me. Right? "
However.
Just when Song Qiaoyuan was extremely confused.
Luo Yun suddenly opened his eyes.
A pair of eyes were filled with red .
He stood up and took Song Qiaoyuan's hand.
Song Qiaoyuan's pretty face turned red. Although she was feeling excited and excited, she still tried to maintain restraint: "Luo Yun... No...no, it's inappropriate for us to do this..."
"I know, I shouldn't have made that joke with you just now. I know you are very hard and uncomfortable now, is this okay... ...I...I use my hands..."
Without waiting for her to finish.
Luo Yun pulled her out of the door of the room.
Forced pressure With the strange fire in his heart, he said seriously: "Song Yourong, you girl, if you don't want to be messed up by me, just leave here quickly! "
"I'm going to rest, don't disturb me! "
Snap.
The door closed.
Song Qiaoyuan stood outside the door and stood stunned for a long time.
At the end.
p>
He burst into laughter with a red face.
The smile on his face was full of sweetness and charm.
"This stinky Luoyun..."
Ding-a-ling-ring!
At this moment.
Suddenly, a phone call came.
Song Qiaoyuan picked up.
"Hello! Miss Song? I am Xue Liang from the Xue family! Do you have an impression of me?"
Song Qiaoyuan was stunned.
Why did Xue Liang call himself?
"Of course I have an impression, what's the matter, Mr. Xue?"
Xue Liang lowered his voice, as if to avoid hearing: "Miss Song, I've been thinking about it, I still called you... In this situation, whether Mr. Luo's ancestral grave can be saved depends entirely on your thoughts!"