On How Abusive Essays Become Sweet Essays - Chapter 168.1

Su Bianyi was able to withstand this, her face turned red in an instant, her breathing was a little short, she leaned back and was pulled back by Yan Man.

“How can it be so easy to blush.” ​​Yan Man murmured in his ear like a sigh, mixed with ambiguity.

Su Bianyi’s eyes dodged, “City Lord—”

Yan Man: “What do you call me?”

“Yan…Yan Lang.” Su Bianyi’s voice softened, and her eyes were full of charm.

Yan Man asked him, “Have you been bored these days?”

Su Bianyi shook his head.

Yan Man: “Why didn’t you come to me?”

Su Bianyi didn’t know if it would bother him if he went looking for him. In addition, although he delivered things here in the past few days, no one had come here once, so he couldn’t figure out Yan Man. the meaning of.

When he saw him at the old lady, a strange throbbing surged in his heart.

“I’m busy with official business, so Bianyi doesn’t dare to bother.” Su Bianyi said.

Yan Man said: “If you want to find me in the future, you can come. If you have anything, you can ask someone to pass it on.”

That’s all, come and see him often in the future.

The servant knocked on the door with the water in hand, Su Bianyi got off Yan Man and was held in his arms by the man, still a little twisted. When he went to wash his face, he saw his own reflection in the water , startled.

Yan Man didn’t leave, when he washed his face and turned around, Yan Man saw his face – the same face he had in his dream.

Su Bianyi still has water droplets on her face, and her eyes seem to be hooked. Yan Man wanted to take a bite.

Born beauty embryo.

Yan Man looked at him with his head up, staring intently, Su Bianyi avoided his gaze a few times, looked over again, and met his gaze.

“I didn’t wash my face?” he asked.

Yan Man: “I see your face, it’s so beautiful, I’ll never get tired of seeing it.”

Such frivolous and provocative words, coming out of his mouth, are very convincing.

“Come here,” he said.

Su Bianyi came over, was pulled by him, and pressed down on the couch, with the palm of his hand against the back of his head to prevent bumping.

Such care is very touching.

Yan Man rubbed his lips with the other hand, what he always wanted, he wanted.

He lowered his head and kissed Su Bianyi’s lips, Su Bianyi grabbed the front of his shirt, but did not resist, just clenched tightly, his knuckles turned white.

After a while, Yan Man stood up, “Your mouth is very sweet.”

Su Bianyi stammered: “I just ate the sugar cake.”

Like a frightened rabbit.

Yan Man laughed, his chest shaking.

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