“Any condition is OK.”

Seeing that Zhao Hailun was a little cramped, Chen Fan held his cheek and looked at her. Zhao Hailun did not meet Chen Fan's gaze, lowered his head and did not speak.

"Is this the reason why you don't even wear lingerie without washing and scented underwear?"

Chen Fan raised his eyebrows and smiled faintly.

"Who said I'm not wearing underwear?"

Zhao Hailun glared over angrily.

"Oh, that's probably because I guessed it wrong."

Chen Fan turned sideways, picked up the newspaper from the table, shook, and looked down at the newspaper, "Do you think I have to work hard for you as soon as I take off my pants?"

"Didn't you always think about my body?"

Zhao Hailun pretended to be calm and had no expression on his face, but in fact his breathing seemed a little rapid and his heartbeat accelerated significantly.

"You're like this, I can only feel very good. Don't do this in the future."

Chen Fan looks calmer than Zhao Hailun.

"What do you mean…"

Zhao Hailun was a little confused.

"If I want to get you, I will have my own abilities. If everything is made into a deal, it will be boring. Besides, I will never work hard on this matter, so you should save money."

Chen Fan yawned, "It's getting late, you go back."

"I can't understand you."

Zhao Hailun said, with more doubts in his eyes.

"The back pain is so bad that I can't stand it anymore."

At the slanted up forty-five degrees, Chen Fan said quietly.

"snort."

Zhao Hailun almost laughed, and pulled the zipper of her shirt with a "squeak" and walked out from Chen Fan with the tightly wrapped in a small vest. He pulled the curtains up.

"What are you doing?"

Chen Fan asked cutely.

"Don't come over, come over again and I'll call the police!"

Chen Fan stood back and pushed out his palm from the air to act like a gentleman.

"Pretend you, my god!"

Zhao Hailun took off her coat and threw it over, gritting her teeth, as if she was a little angry...

"No, can we say something?"

Chen Fan was really overwhelmed and hid back. But before he could finish his words, Zhao Hailun had already pressed him step by step and pushed Chen Fan into the corner. What's even more terrifying is that when she touched her hand, there was a silver shǐ   shǒu in her hand, "I'll ask you one last time, will you help me with this?"

"Do you think you can hurt me?" Chen Fan's face darkened, and his innocent expression disappeared in an instant, replaced by a heart-wrenching viciousness.

"I can't hurt you, but I can kill myself." Zhao Hailun said, stuck bǐ   shǒu next to his carotid artery, and said viciously, "This knife was left to me by my father. If I take one knife, even the gods can't save it."

"No, you're a little too much, why are you doing this with me? Why do you owe you what I owe you?"

"Why don't you owe it! You've touched it all, why don't you owe it!" Zhao Hailun stared at her eyes with confidence.

"I'll go..." Chen Fan fucked his mouth and stared at him, "What did I touch you?"

"Where do you want to touch??" Zhao Hailun's face turned red.

"No, wait a moment, I can see that you are here to run away from me to mess around?"

"Just just messing around, what's wrong?" Zhao Hailun's eyes were straight, unreasonable and righteous.

Chen Fan pursed his lips, and more than ten thousand grass mud horses ran over from his heart, "I...I...I'm convinced, can you?"

"You swear!"

"It's great, don't mess with this, I'm afraid of you, aunt!"

Chen Fan stretched out his hand and took the bǐ   shǒu directly from Zhao Hailun’s phone. He weighed it in his hand and thought it was good, and the carved flowers on it looked very delicate. In the style of the Western royal family, the handle of the bǐ    shǒu was a cross, and the blade was double-edged, which was very sharp.

"What is this?"

Chen Fan seemed a little interested in this thing.

"The Holy Cross Clan's bǐ   shǒu can kill all kinds of demons. Be careful, it is extremely poisonous."

Zhao Hailun said, and hugged Chen Fan's neck, "I have nothing else to give to you, and I won't be your servant. Let me serve you well all night and I won't owe you any favors in the future. Do you think it's right?"

"It's not a big problem, but I have to ask clearly first. Are you chù    nǚ?"

Zhao Hailun was stunned, then sighed, "Yes."

"Hasn't you been in love before? Could it be that pure?"

"I'm not a human." Zhao Hailun said quietly, and added, "You are not either."

"Your mother should be a test subject, even if not, she is a demon, right?"

"That's right."

"So, in fact, your body inherits the bloodline of your mother and has the ability to alienate, right?"

Chen Fan said again.

"That's right."

"You are afraid that your emotions will get out of control. Every time you lose control, you will show some terrifying characteristics. Your boyfriend is scared to death by you, so no one has touched you until now, right?"

"you…"

Zhao Hailun stared at Chen Fan and looked up and down, "How come you know everything?"

"I have a mouth, can I ask."

Chen Fan curled his lips, "I have found your ex-boyfriend. Although I don't have time to ask in person, it's not difficult to have a remote video or something."

"This is impossible. I said it. If he dares to say it out, I will kill him!"

"Yes, he didn't dare to say it at first. He spent 20,000 US dollars to make him reveal the truth."

Chen Fan moved Zhao Hailun's arm away, turned around, picked up the water cup and took a sip of water, "I know this if you have money, can you make the devil push the mill, I know that."

"What are you worried about?"

Zhao Hailun ignored Chen Fan's words and frowned tightly, "I will neither harm you nor haunt you, why are you very scared?"

"Of course I'm afraid."

Chen Fan glanced at her quietly, "If this matter delayed your life's happiness, I would be uneasy."

"Hmph, you have slept with a lot of daughters, why did you suddenly get serious?"

“That’s different.”

Chen Fan pursed his lips, his expression was very serious. "Except for a few people who have been thinking about it, most of the rest are just acting. They live in various charms, either rich or noble, but from the bottom of my heart, I look down on them. If a person doesn't even respect himself, how can he expect others to respect them? Listen to my advice, let's leave your first time to your husband. Men don't care, but in fact, who doesn't care."
Chapter completed!