Chapter 899: The male lead is too bad 21

Feng Rong looked at the place he bit.
Some faintly oozing blood.
The traces of bruising were particularly obvious on the delicate white skin.
A very weak smell of toffee spread through her body.
He hates sugar.
But smelling her body is not annoying.
"The little stepmother took a bath with toffee?"
Su Yan shook his head
"No."
I thought I had finally changed the topic and stopped mentioning the question of whether or not to bite.
I don’t know, Feng Rong’s voice changed
"Since the little stepmother is so careless, then use your toffee to pay for it."
His voice is quiet and unhurried.
Su Yan blinked and was silent for a moment
"How much sugar do you want?"
"how many?"
"a lot of."
As he said, Su Yan's hand touched his pocket silently.
Dig out one by one.
five minutes later
"Ninety-nine yuan, one hundred yuan, one hundred"
Pieces of toffee were scattered on the bed.
When Su Yan pulled out again, he could no longer pull out the toffee.
Floret
"Ding Dong, toffee is out of stock."
Su Yan just made a sound
"No more."
White hands, cleverly put on the legs.
Feng Rong stared at the pocket around her waist.
After a long time, I smiled
"The little stepmother can hold more than a hundred fast toffee in this pocket, which is amazing."
Su Yan's white hands were also silently placed on his pockets.
Fortunately, the pocket of this dress is big enough.
Feng Rong stretched out his hand and took a piece of white cloth next to him.
I just took all these one hundred pieces of toffee.
Su Yan looked at the toffee, eagerly.
All her attention turned to toffee.
The little white hand moved away from his pocket.
It seemed to be subconscious, so he placed it on the bag of toffee and wanted to pull it back.
Feng Rong looked at her little behavior.
"What? I can't bear to exchange sugar for lunch?"
"You didn't say it before."
I don't know if it was because of eating him a meal.
Su Yan's voice was much lower.
Holding the candy in his hand, Feng Rong looked at Su Yan, curled his lips and smiled.
Following, slowly approached her.
"Don't want to pay with sugar? Then bite you a hundred."
The voice fell.
Su Yan raised his hand and touched the bite mark on his neck.
Then, the little white hand moved automatically from the bag of sugar.
Meat compensation?
Let's repay it with sugar.
Look at her reluctant look.
It's as if he took something important to her.
A smile flashed in Feng Rong's eyes.
Lower eyebrows.
"Is the little stepmother very poor now?"
Su Yan nodded.
"Yep"
He asked for all the milk candy.
Xiaohua also said that the milk candy is out of stock.
Feng Rong has a match but not a match
"How can the little stepmother go home tonight?"
Su Yan was taken aback.
Because I haven't thought about this problem.
I forgot about it.
Feng Rong pressed Su Yan's ear with an ambiguous voice.
"I can give you money and let you go home."
"Really?"
"Of course. But I am not a rescue station here, I always have to get something else in exchange."
"what?"
Feng Rong picked up the bag of sugar in his hand.
Shook.
"Swap sugar for the fare."
Su Yan thinks, is this person eyeing her candy?
Is there any other way?
No more.
"it is good."
Su Yan had no other way, it seemed that he could only agree.
At five o'clock in the afternoon, Comrade Su Yan took the two hundred dollars he had exchanged for one hundred pieces of sugar.
Take a taxi and go home.