Chapter One Hundred and Thirty Nine Automatically Comes to the Door and Becomes an Air Bag
Yan Tao opened the door.
The hotel suite is equipped with an automatic sensing system, and the lights light up after opening the door, illuminating the entire room.
Yan Tao's slightly cool peach blossom eyes swept across the room, pulled open the collar of his shirt with one hand, and then sat half-retted onto the sofa, his movements were casual and casual.
She poured herself a glass of red wine, took a sip, and chuckled, "Come out."
The room was silent, and only Yan Tao's gentle breathing could be heard.
It's really...I don't give up.
The bottom of Master Yan's eyes suddenly became cold, and his index finger and middle finger pinched the plastic pad on the table, raised his hand and threw it away.
The plastic pad cast fiercely, and it slammed deep into the lacquered wooden door of the bathroom.
"Or, I need to come in and invite you?"
The boy put his left hand on the back of the sofa, and his sitting posture seemed lazy and casual, but his eyes were stained with frost and cold air, which was rustling with coldness.
"I didn't expect you to be so vigilant."
Miao Su sneered and pushed open the door, her voice hoarsely facing the boy's gaze.
She thought she was very good at hiding her body, and even the stubborn old men in Xuanmen could rarely see her disguise.
This young man actually found out as soon as he entered the door.
Her eyesight is extremely terrible, and she only saw it in her life.
"Sit." Yan Tao's legs were crossed and he gestured to Miao Su to sit down politely.
Her tone was light, and the noble aura and high-ranking eyes emitting from her body were beyond doubt.
Miao Su cannot refuse.
Most of Miao Su's face was still covered under her cloak, and she could only vaguely see her chin, and she didn't know how she usually looked at the road.
"I can make a deal with you. The Seven-Star Sword is the token of the head of the Xuanmen. It will only cause you trouble, so it's better to hand it over."
The plan to steal the Seven Star Sword failed, and Miao Su immediately chose the second plan to implement it, "I can give you a lot of money."
Maybe he was used to other people's obedience, and when he said this, Miao Su's tone was also arrogant, even with strength and arrogance.
Yan Tao laughed, holding the red wine glass with her plain white fingers gently swaying, and her perfect face was reflected on the cup, which made the young man look like jade, but under her gentle smile, she looked like the sun and cold like the sea.
She smiled: "You can get out of my sight within one minute, otherwise..."
Yan Tao's thin lips curled up three points, and his leisurely eyes fell to Miao Su's body, "You know what to do."
Miao Su's chin was tight in a line. She was obviously very angry when a boy warned her, and said coldly, "Boy is arrogant!"
Young Master Yan nodded for granted, his upper body leaning towards Miao Su, and his handsome face was brightly written with arrogance and arrogance.
Miao Su is arrogant.
Yan Tao is more arrogant than her.
His eyes became cold and his evil spirit suddenly surged.
The surging evil spirits penetrated into Miao Su's body along the cold ground. She shivered all over her body, and her screams almost rushed out of her throat. She was pressed down tightly, but she felt extremely horrified!
Can mobilize this level of evil spirit...
Miao Suteng stood up and asked loudly, "Where are you instructors?!"
Young Master Yan raised his hand, the door opened silently, and she sneered, "Get out!"
A clown who also has the courage to question her?
joke!
The evil spirit rushes to Miao Su's body, and the cold and terrifying temperature rushed into the dantian. Miao Su spewed out blood with a thunderous sound, and her whole body was wrapped in the evil spirit and fell outside the door.
Xiaoqi: The master is amazing! Give him a chew!
Chapter completed!