Chapter 862: Male lead is too bad 18

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Feng Rong closed his eyes.
If that's the case, that's it.
He found himself changing.
Just met a few times.
But it seemed that she remembered every move she made.
Last night in this bed.
She hugged herself and kissed her seriously.
Let him out of control and kissed her.
At that moment, he seemed to understand why the men in the dream would react that way when they were killed by her.
The men in the dream were all dead.
Killed by the woman named Su Yan.
When she died one by one, there was no anger on her face, as if it was a willing thing to die in her hands.
Last night, he found himself, coincident with the man in his dream.
Want him killed by that woman?
Ah.
ridiculous.
So he intends to start first.
But when it comes to giving this order.
I don't know why, a anger came out of my heart.
He didn't even understand what he was angry about.
Waiting for more than half an hour.
In my mind, the continuous picture flashed.
What happened in the dream.
He was awkward, and could not even tell whether it was a dream or a real one.
A message came from Hongye, saying that she was not dead.
The anger accumulated in my heart did not know why, and all of a sudden disappeared.
Faintly, relieved.
Now dreams strike again.
Different from previous dreams.
Mixed weaving, all are pictures of being killed by Su Yan.
As if at that moment, he was the man in the dream.
Really wrong pay again and again, killed again and again.
As if no matter how many times, the ending is the same.
Feng Rong's eyelids were drooping, and he held up the glass placed on the table next to him.
Took a sip of water.
The pale lips were rosy.
Bone-knotted hand, holding the cup tightly.
Murmur
"Su Yan"
There were no lights in the room.
Only by the moonlight projected in, could he see his figure faintly.
Whispering voice, fluttering eyelashes.
With a whisper, the demon stunned, and the sound seemed to get into people's hearts.
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Early the next morning, Su Yan woke up early.
Standing in the living room, she hesitated for a while.
"Little Flower"
"Well? Host?"
"What should the injured person take to the hospital for him?"
When Xiaohua heard Su Yan's words, she knew that she was talking about Feng Rong.
Here comes the spirit
"Wait a minute, host."
After a while, I heard Xiaohua's positive voice
"Host! Flowers!"
Su Yan blinked
"Really?"
"of course!"
Su Yan picked up the wallet on the table.
Look at the money inside.
"One hundred and eight."
This is all her possessions.
"Well, go to the flower shop first."
When thinking so, Su Yan went out.
Xiaohua hurriedly said
"Host, there is a flower shop next to the hospital."
"it is good"
She responded honestly.
Half an hour later, when Su Yan stood in front of the flower shop.
Looking at the twenty-two pieces left in his hand.
Xiaohua quietly said
"Host, buy carnations."
Su Yan nodded
"Yep"
Then, ten minutes later.
Su Yan appeared at the door of the ward with three carnations.
One of them still lacked enough money. The boss saw that the little girl Su Yan was cute and cheap.
"These flowers, carry them to the next room."
As soon as she arrived at the door, she heard the sound of Red Night.
Along the way, I saw more than a dozen black bodyguards transporting various flower baskets, as well as various carnations and gifts from the ward.
Flowers piled in the doorway, piles of piles, I don't know, who thought it was married from the hospital.