"Your beautiful words are always a bit uneasy. Why do I think you are perfunctory?"

Zhao Hailun did not give up, but instead followed Chen Fan in, hugged his shoulders and leaned halfway at the door, looking at him with a little distrustful look.

"Why, don't you feel at ease if you don't take off your pants? I thought you might be a little different from others. It seems that you are just a plain person."

Chen Fan threw his phone at the head of the bed, turned around and glanced at him, took off his coat and hung it aside, revealing his strong figure and thick but not exaggerated arms wrapped in a black vest, and said casually, "If you really give it to Qianli, I don't mind. If not, just leave, don't let me look down on you."

"Hmph." Zhao Hailun smiled again, but compared to before, she smiled quite honestly, and her eyes were a little joking. "I thought you were a king, but I didn't expect it to be a bronze. I even regarded you as a big sè     láng."

"I'm just, but I'm not in a good mood now and I'm not interested."

"Take it down, I guess, you are in some trouble, is your wife outside..."

Halfway through, Zhao Hailun felt the danger. Seeing Chen Fan looking at her coldly, she covered her mouth with her little mouth. She turned her back and leaned completely against the door, turned her eyes up, and said to herself, "To put it bluntly, it's just that. I have seen too many things about bed and dreaming, it's meaningless."

"Maybe you think so, but I'm different from you." Chen Fan took a sip of water, as if he didn't want to pay much attention to her. "I'm not as pessimistic as you, but I know the cruelty of reality. People always have to have some trust, otherwise..."

When the words came to his mouth, Chen Fan swallowed them again, and then opened his mouth and changed to a bitter smile.

"Have you ever doubted that woman?" Zhao Hailun turned his head and stared at Chen Fan and asked.

"According to my understanding, you are a cautious and suspicious person, wide on the outside and tight on the inside, and even a little bit of a singular character on the surface, but in fact, you see many things more thoroughly than anyone else. I don't believe that people like you will not notice anything about what's around you."

"I know what you want to say, then what?" Chen Fan glanced at her faintly and sat on the head of the bed.

"I just want to remind you, why are you staring at me?" Zhao Hailun curled his lips, turned around and left with his big breasts, thinking, and then shook back three times, "I'm really leaving. You regret it now, and it's still time."

Chen Fan curled his lips and lay directly on the bed, holding his head in one hand and playing with his cell phone in the other, without even looking at her.

"cut."

Zhao Hailun felt that his self-esteem was insulted, and snorted coldly and turned away, "I'm downstairs of you. If you regret it, come to me."

"Slut."

Chen Fan muttered.

——Cut—

That night, a few hours later, in the middle of the night, Chen Fan's door was knocked open. A beautiful shǎo in a black windbreaker, qián    tū   hòu       fù came in sideways, looking dull and just arrived.

"What are you looking at?"

Seeing Chen Fan looking up and down, Zhongli, who was already the leader of the ghost sect, pinched Chen Fan, Chen Fan smiled and turned sideways to let him go. Zhongli squeezed directly into Chen Fan, and touched Chen Fan without knowing it, smiling charmingly, looking a little dishonest.

"I came this time, for fear of being seen, so I brought a few people. They were all the top experts in the younger generation. I have arranged for them to stay nearby and wait for the job at any time."

"I didn't ask you to bring people here, why do you have to mobilize others like this?" Chen Fan supported Zhongli's slim waist and pushed her in, closing the door with his backhand.

"Why don't you know that you come to the emperor and settle accounts with others? It's time, so there are always some helpers." Zhongli said, taking off his coat and putting on slippers. dà       bō waved back and sat on the sofa and took off his outer clothes in two or two. "I've been walking around the way, it's really troublesome. I'll go take a shower first."

"You won't go back to the hotel?" Chen Fan raised his eyebrows.

"Tsk." Zhongli gave him a blank look, still a little unhappy, "What's the matter? They've come from all over the world to help you. Don't you thank them?"

"Ha, look at your slutty look." He slapped Zhongli in the ass. Chen Fan didn't say anything more. Zhongli went straight into the bathroom.

A few minutes later, Zhongli shouted in the bathroom, "Hey, come here."

"What are you doing?"

"Just come here, there's not so much nonsense!"

Chen Fan opened the bathroom door, went in, and closed the bathroom door with his backhand...

"Why are you so sexy? It's getting more and more distorted."

I couldn't see the movement inside through the door, but I could hear Chen Fan's voice.

"Stop talking about me, I'm angry."

Zhongli replied in a delicate way.

"Where is the shower gel? Where did you put it?"

"Why aren't you just on the ground? Hurry up, I'm so tired."

Zhongli said, and looked back at Chen Fan, "Hey, what are you waiting for like a fool? Hurry up."

"snort."

"Oh, are you a man?"

"snort."

——Cut—

The night of the night of the dark moon and high winds, it was snowing outside, the wind was strong, but the bedroom was warm.

Zhongli lay on the head of the bed, his face was like a peach blossom, his cheeks were red, his eyes were half open, his mouth was slightly open, his sweat was dripping with his forehead and temples, and his eyes were indeed blurred. He looked like he was a person who had just survived the storm. At this time, he was afraid that he wanted to get up, but he didn't have the strength to do so.

"Now, how is the hell gate going?"

Chen Fan came in from outside with a towel, wiped his hands and asked softly.

Zhongli, who was lying on his side, had no strength to turn over. After a whisper, he said as if he was talking in a sleep, "You can still worry about that little thing in the Ghost Gate? Only those people can easily handle it..."

"Didn't those thorns continue to make trouble?"

"Just make a fuss, if you can't make a fuss, you'll calm down."

Zhongli turned over with a grin, as if he was in pain, "You livestock is really a killer person. I wonder how that person tolerated you."

"Aren't you very slut just now? Now you're going to die with me." Chen Fan snorted coldly, sat next to Zhongli, twisted his body and looked at her, "Or, I'll follow me in the future. It's not good for us to do this."
Chapter completed!