"What are you doing?" Liuyin, whose eyes were covered with white gauze by Yan Chenghong, asked in confusion with a charming tone.
Yan Chenghong picked up Liu Yin and said, "I'll take you to see a place."
Liu Yin put her arms around his neck, leaned against his chest delicately, and smiled, "Hey."
The man was tall and it was effortless for him to lift her up.
From Yan Chenghong's perspective, Gang Tu could see half of Liuyin's face pressed against his chest.
Her Adam's apple rolled, and Yan Chenghong unconsciously increased the strength in his hands, wishing he could rub her into his body.
Liuyin, who was held in the man's arms, could feel her heart pounding in her ears, and couldn't help but smile.
At this moment, that beautiful face was also full of sweetness. This was the love that she had always been obsessed with.
Everyone's love is different.
Perhaps it's because Liuyin is bad by nature, she prefers bad guys.
After all, there is a saying that goes, "A person with a heart of evil is as cruel as a snake or scorpion."
Liuyin is such a femme fatale.
It seems that he is not interested in women, but the evil man with blood on his hands is obsessed with her. He is one of the few lovers of Liuyin.
Of course, she also likes kind and righteous people. After all, their love is pure and holy.
Kind-hearted people often have concerns and weaknesses.
But the weak spot of the wicked is only the flowing sound.
And flowing sounds will naturally have their preferences.
Looking at the exquisite and gorgeous attic in front of him, Liu Yin asked, "Is this a surprise for me?"
"Yes." Yan Chenghong hugged Liu Yin from behind and asked softly, "Do you like it?"
Ruzhenge is where all of Yan Chenghong's precious love is gathered.
In his heart, flowing music is a treasure, and naturally it must be matched with the most precious things in the world.
All the things in the pavilion are treasures that Yan Chenghong had ordered people to collect some time ago.
"I like it." Liuyin turned around with a sweet smile, stretched out her hand to signal Yan Chenghong to bend down, and stand on tiptoe to kiss him.
Of course, I don’t like it.
Liuyin is already tired of seeing these things, as there are plenty of them in her space.
Instead of giving her these things, it would be better to put more effort into her work.
This is also something Liuyin didn't expect.
Liuyin's face just looks delicate, beautiful and pitiful.
But she never expected that Yan Chenghong had already regarded her as a truly delicate woman.
It would have been fine during the day, but now he was so gentle in bed, which made Liuyin very depressed.
Liuyin would not spoil the man's interest at this time. At worst, he could ask 003 to move the attic into the space later.
The awkwardness of the Liuyin kiss was just a taste.
Yan Chenghong was in a state of confusion at the moment.
"Yin'er." He couldn't wait to reach out and carry Liuyin into the attic, treating her as his own treasure.
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Qiu Jiayou and his group were preparing to set off for the martial arts conference, but they had to meet up with two families on the way.
Sang Yichun's relatives also came here for the martial arts conference.
Qiu Jiayou and the others are now waiting in Baizhou City for a reunion.
Hakushu City is a famous city of flowers, with flowers blooming all year round. There are tens of thousands of varieties of flowers here.
After entering the city, Sang Yichun was dazzled by the flowers all along the way.
She pulled He Leyou's sleeve and gave him a wink.
Going out to play? Sang Yichun winked.
But He Leyou understood what she meant and nodded.
During these days, Qiu Jiayou has regained the appearance that He Leyou remembered, full of vigor and energy, and treats people with aloofness but still maintains his composure.
He was no longer resistant to contact with Sang Yichun, although conversations were still few.
But when He Leyou looked at him, he always felt that something was missing.
He always felt that his friend was not happy. He Leyou hadn't seen Qiu Jiayou smile for a long time.
But he had no choice.
"Hey, it's all here."
"You should at least tell me what you did in Weishan before?"
Sang Yichun walked beside He Leyou, his eyes fixed on the flower cakes on the roadside, but he accused He Leyou mercilessly.
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