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The sound of breaking glass was like a call to arms.

The red-eyed young man gasped and looked at the helpless and panicked Yan Ran. She seemed to be scared, with no trace of blood on her face.

When he lowered his head, he could smell the fragrance emanating from Yan Ran.

This made him completely confused, unable to tell the difference between east, west, and north.

Why is it so fragrant?
Why does a man wear perfume every day?

As expected, it's Bei Zhu who thinks about seducing people all the time.

horse fleas/huo
After being stunned for a moment, the man quickly reacted. He seemed a little angry, his face was red and blue, and he grabbed Yan Ran's shoulders with great force, as if he was going to crush her shoulders.

Her face was roughly pinched, and he moved closer to her, forcing her.

He easily restrained her struggles.

"Did you do it on purpose?" The man's eyes were red. He was so good at making decisions. He imposed unfounded charges on Yan Ran, making her the beginning of the crime and later whitewashing his innocence.

A group of people nearby looked at each other in confusion, always feeling that this sounded a bit strange, but they couldn't pinpoint the specifics of the strangeness.

Yan Ran was like a weak herbivore. She realized that the current situation was very dangerous, and her face was pinched and it hurt, but she still refused to give up the struggle.

No one noticed her struggles at all, but in the process of moving around, the hem of her clothes rolled up a little, revealing her smooth, snow-white skin. No matter from any angle, she looked very thin, thin, and thin. The thin piece traces the most beautiful lines and can be controlled with one hand.

The gazes of many people around him fell on it. If those gazes could turn into reality, they might almost burn that small piece of skin.

Her eyelashes were wet, and her lips were bitten and bright, just like the red mole on the tip of her nose.

She probably didn't even know how crazy she looked at this moment.

Suddenly, she didn't know where she kicked the man. The man suddenly froze and yelled "Fuck!", waking up the people next to him.

Yan Ran's pupils were also dilating.

At this moment, the bedroom door was suddenly pushed open forcefully.

There was a loud bang, which made the people who had barged in without permission get nervous, and everyone could see through it.

Tall man, dressed in black clothes that almost blend into the darkness.The cold and unruly face showed no joy or sadness, looking gloomy and depressed.

His sudden appearance here was like the arrival of death.

As he walked step by step, the pressure emanating from him was almost suffocating.

The group of people subconsciously let go of Yan Ran, and a sense of fear filled their hearts. They were like headless flies, rushing towards the door in a hurry.

Men don't even need to say a word, the dark eyes are enough to scare those people away. To put it simply, it is the feeling of death. Every organ in the body is warning to escape. They just respect their instinct.

Only Yan Ran.

She looked at the man who appeared silently in her home with amber eyes that had been washed with water at that time.

The ends of her eyes, which were as red as rotten petals, were raised, her eyelashes flicked slightly, and the crumbling tears on them fell down.

She doesn't run either.

Just watching the tall figure approaching step by step.

"Poor." A trace of obscure pathology flashed through Jian Heng's dark eyes, and she slightly curved her lips. Even her smile was cold.

He looked at Yan Ran calmly, with a gloomy look in his eyes, but a strange smile on his lips.

"It's useless."

"Stupid." The sound of breaking glass was like a call.

The red-eyed young man gasped and looked at the helpless and panicked Yan Ran. She seemed to be scared, with no trace of blood on her face.

When he lowered his head, he could smell the fragrance emanating from Yan Ran.

This made him completely confused, unable to tell the difference between east, west, and north.

Why is it so fragrant?
Why does a man wear perfume every day?

As expected, it's Bei Zhu who thinks about seducing people all the time.

horse fleas/huo
After being stunned for a moment, the man quickly reacted. He seemed a little angry, his face was red and blue, and he grabbed Yan Ran's shoulders with great force, as if he was going to crush her shoulders.

Her face was roughly pinched, and he moved closer to her, forcing her.

He easily restrained her struggles.

"Did you do it on purpose?" The man's eyes were red. He was so good at making decisions. He imposed unfounded charges on Yan Ran, making her the beginning of the crime and later whitewashing his innocence.

A group of people nearby looked at each other in confusion, always feeling that this sounded a bit strange, but they couldn't pinpoint the specifics of the strangeness.

Yan Ran was like a weak herbivore. She realized that the current situation was very dangerous, and her face was pinched and it hurt, but she still refused to give up the struggle.

No one noticed her struggles at all, but in the process of moving around, the hem of her clothes rolled up a little, revealing her smooth, snow-white skin. No matter from any angle, she looked very thin, thin, and thin. The thin piece traces the most beautiful lines and can be controlled with one hand.

The gazes of many people around him fell on it. If those gazes could turn into reality, they might almost burn that small piece of skin.

Her eyelashes were wet, and her lips were bitten and bright, just like the red mole on the tip of her nose.

She probably didn't even know how crazy she looked at this moment.

Suddenly, she didn't know where she kicked the man. The man suddenly froze and yelled "Fuck!", waking up the people next to him.

Yan Ran's pupils were also dilating.

At this moment, the bedroom door was suddenly pushed open forcefully.

There was a loud bang, which made the people who had barged in without permission get nervous, and everyone could see through it.

Tall man, dressed in black clothes that almost blend into the darkness.The cold and unruly face showed no joy or sadness, looking gloomy and depressed.

His sudden appearance here was like the arrival of death.

As he walked step by step, the pressure emanating from him was almost suffocating.

The group of people subconsciously let go of Yan Ran, and a sense of fear filled their hearts. They were like headless flies, rushing towards the door in a hurry.

Men don't even need to say a word, the dark eyes are enough to scare those people away. To put it simply, it is the feeling of death. Every organ in the body is warning to escape. They just respect their instinct.

Only Yan Ran.

She looked at the man who appeared silently in her home with amber eyes that had been washed with water at that time.

The ends of her eyes, which were as red as rotten petals, were raised, her eyelashes flicked slightly, and the crumbling tears on them fell down.

She doesn't run either.

Just watching the tall figure approaching step by step.

Will refresh it later~~