The Cold Lord God Always Acts Like a Spoiled Brat To Me

Chapter 695: Crazy beauties took the villain script 25

  Chapter 695 Crazy Criticism of Beauty to Take Villain Script 25

   Su Qing'an's pupils shrank in shock, and there was no room for resistance at all.

   The opponent's teeth collided fiercely, and blood came out. It was not a gentle rubbing of the ears, but it was attacking the fragile prey.

  Qi Lou trembled: "Blackening value...75!"

  Su Qingan could no longer hear the voice, all senses were destroyed by one person, and she was forced to lean against the carriage behind her, her face turning paler.

   She frowned in displeasure and was about to speak, but he was clueless.

   "Let's... arrogant!"

   The smell of blood filled the air, Su Qing'an's hand was tightly clutching his shoulder, her phalanx was delicate and pale, and her light-colored glass eyes were covered with moisture.

   That Bodhisattva-like face, reddened.

   Eyelashes drooped wetly and were shackled in the carriage.

   The soft voice is extremely hoarse and painful, and the order at this time also has a color that makes people resist.

  Cen Zhou blocked all her escape routes, imprisoned the golden and noble princess in the carriage, with her tall nose pressed against hers, there were still bloodstains on the side of her face, the blood was dripping, and her back was thin and straight.

"What is presumptuous?" He lowered his long black eyelashes and looked down at her, his teeth sharp and reckless. He was clearly doing the most rebellious thing, but his eyes were always dark and cold, sealing the flames and winter, like an outsider's Looking on from the sidelines, there is no sympathy.

   A low and hoarse voice sounded, and the tone was always cold.

  Su Qingan opened his mouth, but did not have a chance to speak.

The woman's chin was pinched by Cen Zhou, and her neck was raised in a particularly beautiful arc. It was trembling, fragile, and stretched into beautiful and seductive lines. On the skin as white as suet jade, the dark-blue blood vessels were obviously slender and arrogant. Dying white swan.

  Her person is different from her heart.

   is warmth that is extremely inconsistent with cold-blooded means.

  Everywhere is soft, broken with one hand.

  Cen Zhou paused for a moment, smiled, and sneered in Su Qing'an's ear: "Isn't this what the princess wanted?"

  The cold breath sprayed on the skin on the side of the ear, the thin earlobe trembled, Su Qingan subconsciously hid, and was forced back to the face, the white pearl earring hit the side of the face, making a crisp sound!

The jaw was pinched, Su Qingan raised her face, squinted at him, her vision blurred to focus, fixed on the boy's indifferent eyebrows, coughed violently several times, the fog in her eyes did not disappear completely, and the end of her eyes were red. Tear moles are even more scorching, like tears.

   After a long time, Su Qingan spoke slowly.

   "If you offend the princess, what is the crime?"

  's voice is soft, sandy, and somewhat casually majestic and lazy.

   is interwoven with a tone that is both seductive and frightening.

   It's just her messy white dress, the folds that appear, the soft curvature of her waist, and those tearful eyes, which are really scary.

   Crazy want to see her cry, see her tears wet the cinnabar mole.

   This is what most people think. Cen Zhou is indifferent, not even the slightest physical reaction. Psychological disgust and rejection are far more than physical. Everything is not ambiguous but a game.

   "Offended, so what?" Cen Zhou stared at her, his eyes gliding over her blood-stained lips, sarcastically, "Princess can cure me of disrespect at any time."

   At a very close distance, even breathing intertwined, she didn't hide from him, she didn't retreat, no one gave in, so close that it was contaminated with each other's breath and each other's heartbeat.

   bang, bang - "bang."

  Su Qingan imitated, her pretty red mouth opened lightly, making a mouth shape and syllables.

  It is cold and powerful, without human emotion.

   is his heartbeat.

   (end of this chapter)

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