Chapter 922: The male lead is too bad 45

He gasped roughly, his voice hoarse.
Su Yan was about to answer,
"I don't"
He didn't say anything sharply, and then he swallowed it into his stomach together.
The spring breeze is warming up, and the ambiguity rises.
The clothes faded.
The two bodies entangled in the night.
Accompanied by bursts of ambiguous sounds.
The clothes were lost on the ground.
The lamp shook, with circles of shadows.
It's midnight.
Comrade Fengrong ate and drank enough, his lips curled up and he looked in a good mood.
The appearance of the gust of wind just now trying to kill was completely gone.
And Su Yan was wrapped in a blanket, tired and hungry, with moist eyes and exhausted.
At this time, the voice of Xiaohua in my mind sounded
"Ding Dong, congratulations to the host, the third lesson star lights up."
Little Flower Quietly Says
"The host is amazing."
After speaking, Xiao Hua didn't wait for her host's words.
The host doesn't seem to be very happy.
For someone who has read so many romance novels and experienced so many planes and worlds.
Xiaohua immediately understood the symptoms of her host.
Little Flower Road
"Host, the lighting of three stars means that all his thoughts are on you."
Su Yan's eyelashes moved.
Finally there was a reaction.
"He said that we have nothing to do with him, and he doesn't like me kissing him."
This is the first time Su Yan has faced such a problem.
This superior IQ won't be used now.
Xiao Hua was speechless.
A host who is such a clever one, he is trapped by love, and he is no different from ordinary people.
The logic analysis that has always been so accurate is scary, but now it is no longer needed.
Xiaohua has an idea
"Host, would you like Xiaohua to give you an idea?"
Su Yan doubts
"Yep?"
Su Yan, who had closed his eyes, opened his eyes.
As soon as he opened it, he saw Feng Rong leaning over to kiss her.
She speaks
"How much does it cost?"
Her voice was a little hoarse, and a soft voice came out.
Feng Rong smirked, with a satisfied expression on his face for a moment.
He leaned over and circled Su Yan in his arms again.
With Wenxiang Nephrite in her arms, the fire in her heart was drawn and burned over and over again.
He kissed her cheek
"Yep?"
"You waited on me all night, very comfortable. How much is it? Let's make a price."
After speaking, Su Yan paused.
Then ask Xiaohua
"I have no money."
"Host, the man who raises your own needs to be raised."
Su Yan may be the reason for being a little tired, but listening to Xiao Hua's words, she felt that it made sense.
Feng Rong's complexion became stiff, and it took a long time to react.
He reached out and pinched Su Yan's chin.
Forcing her to look up at herself.
"pardon."
Su Yan felt a tingling pain in his chin.
Su Yan did not speak.
Feng Rong laughed faintly.
He lowered his head and kissed her lips one after another
"This evening is still long, so don't worry."
When Su Yan heard it, he blinked, always feeling that things were not good.
In my heart
"Little Flower?"
"Huh? Host???"
"Didn't you say that he will either ask for money or be angry?"
Xiao Hua held a domineering president's romance novel there and watched carefully.
"Well, yes, the actor inside said the same to the heroine, and the heroine ran away very angry."
Su Yan didn't know if Xiao Hua had listened.
The only thing I know is that the ambiguous entanglement that has not yet dissipated has risen again in a blink of an eye.
If you don't have money, put it aside.
It seems more important to not be able to get up tomorrow morning.