Chapter 23: Yan Guanhong Building (4)

Su Chunchun was left alone in this strange yard. Everyday men have things to do, only come at night.
For the man's thoughts, she probably also figured out that it is estimated that she wants her to fall in love with him and then help him deal with the original man.
It’s just... the weapon is not good, but it will scratch your own...
Su Chunchun was bored on the railing, and she wore a red dress like a fire. The white face was more beautiful in the red.
The night is deep, and the bright moonlight falls into the lake, a sparkling.
Su Chunchun guards a table of wine, and occasionally looks at the direction of the promenade, but will be disappointed to regain his gaze.
Until the footsteps of the unhurried or slow voice sounded, she was so happy that the whole person leaned over on the railing, and the bright eyes looked at the man who came to the front.
The man is slender and he just has a gas field at the end. The neckline cuffs of his dark red robes are embroidered with delicate moiré with gold thread, and a slightly wide waistband at the waist makes him look wider and narrower. His dress is more formal than the previous ones. I want to come to what party I attended.
He looked at the apparently untouched dishes on the table. "Why don't you eat first?"
"Master, you are a quarter of an hour late today..."
Su Chunchun has a long voice complaining, and the soft and soft voice is like a delicate kitten. She has a delicate smile on her lips. She sticks a white and tender finger against her cheek and stares at his star. The movement is the purest appearance.
The man paused and immediately leaned closer to her and chuckled twice. "It's the purest thing I value most. You look like this, it's for you, and you are willing."
His words were almost posted in her ear. The low voice was sprayed on the neck of her neck with the heat of the breath. It was almost instantaneous that the pure white tender earlobe was red.
Even if she was ashamed, she still looked up at him with a fixed look. The glittering eyes were purely happy. "Does the owner like pure purity?..."
For Su Chunchun, a pair of stars screamed and hugged the look of the sensation, the man had some helpless smiles on his face. "As long as it is pure, how do you like it."
He said that he reached out and held the man on the railing to the stool. "If I don't come back later, you should eat first, don't wait for me."
"But..." Su Chunchun frowned and looked at him. "I want to eat with the owner. Does the owner want me?"
Her delicate eyebrows are slightly picked up, and the beautiful peach eyes are full of grievances. They are stared at such a pair of black and white eyes. Even the biggest wicked, I am afraid that my heart will be soft and I will not want her to suffer. hurt.
"How come? The owner just worried that he would be hungry." The man smiled and smiled and stroked her long hair.
She was as happy as the man's answer, and she shook her head and promised, "It won't be, pure and very hungry."
[嘀 女 - female host good feeling plus 20, the current good feeling is 80. 】
The man said that this is the most convenient and quickest way for him to brush his brush, so that he has to doubt that this good feeling is not enough for him to use her chips?
[According to the system, the goodness of 80 is equivalent to the heart, and the goodness of 90 is equivalent to deep love, but how do I feel that I can't feel the heart of the woman? 】
There is no sound in the system, and the man does not expect a machine to answer such a complicated question, but instead brings some playfulness. [The other possibility is that in her own goodwill division, she does not love this feeling at all. 】
The man straightened up, the look under the mask could not be seen clearly, only the thin lips exposed outside smacked a smile, he sat down to the opposite side of Su Chunchun, raised his hand and pulled the neckline casually, and the clothes that originally obeyed the post were pulled. Loose, revealing a honey-colored chest, and tempting for a time.
"Pure, like the owner?"
Such a straightforward discourse, he asked the understatement, Su Chunchun also answered without hesitation.
"Of course I like it!" She almost didn't have to think about it. She smiled, and the peach-like eyes were shining and shining. "The master is the best person to me except the beggar."
"Cold?" The man repeated it softly, thinking of the second woman, seemingly close to the relationship with the female host, and recently trying to find out the news of the woman. Her ability is very strong, and if she can control it, she can use it.
The man is dark and deep, with a smile on his lips. "Since pure love of the owner, the task of the master's account will be done seriously?"
Su Chunchun’s face was serious and serious:
What should the owner do purely?

"Tomorrow I will let people send you to a place where you are staying, be obedient... let all the men be ruthlessly pure for us."
Although Su Chunchun did not quite understand it, he still had a serious face and nodded.
"Well, I have said so much, pure food has not eaten yet, eat it, I am here with you." The man's lips were slightly bent, and he looked like a pet.
[Does the host not say that you must first get the heart of the woman, and then send the woman to approach the man? 】
When I heard the sound of the system, the man hooked his lips. [It would be useless to brush the good feelings to 100. Although her character is innocent, it is also true. She is not good to her, she doesn't care; if she is good, she will like it, but this is like it is casual and superficial... I thought she was this before. Pure temper should belong to the type of good strategy. Now, it seems that it is too heartless, and nothing can make deep marks on her heart. 】
[What should the host do? 】
Looking at Su Chunchun's appearance, the man paused. He just came over from the royal banquet. At this time, he couldn't eat it. He only took a glass of wine and drank it. When he was on the pure eyes of the Soviet Union, he covered the playfulness of his eyes and only showed a smile.
[The original Xiao Yucheng used her endless favors to adapt her to his existence and could not be separated from him; I did not have so much patience... The warmth in desperation was precious. 】
Su Chunchun's delicate fingers were picked and picked by chopsticks. They only ate the dishes they liked. They also looked up and looked at the men from time to time. The pair of men looked helplessly, and she blinked with some guilty conscience. The tongue provokes a naughty smile -
It’s a coincidence, I don’t have that much patience...