Chapter 151: Sanskrit, this is what you call love?! (9)
The love flower poison was not cleansed just now. As soon as he smelled the fragrance on Su He's body, Jun Fanyin also felt that his body was changing, but looking at Su He's appearance, he felt lifeless again.
Jun Fanyin thought, no matter what, anyway, if I hurt you, it would be good for you to stay by my side.
【Jun Fanyin and Su He...you know.】
"ah……"
Jiyue Zimo's face was not red, her heart was not beating as she admired everything in front of her. From time to time she was still thinking, are you really that excited? Are you pretending to be Suhe?
Suhe looked sideways at Jiyue Zimo and showed a victorious smile. However, this smile looked impartially in Jun Fanyin's eyes. Who was in whose game?
Jun Fanyin glanced at Su He with disdain, stood up from Su He's body, and looked at Ji Yue Zi Mo coldly. Sure enough, all this seemed to have been arranged by her. Now, she just
There was admiration on his face, neither joy nor sadness, but as for himself, he foolishly fell into her trap again.
The pain in her body disappeared. Suhe slowly opened her eyes, but saw Jun Fanyin's unhappy face. She was suddenly startled. What was going on? At the beginning, he was fine.
Jiyue Zimo was alert to the changes in Jun Fanyin. She immediately closed her eyes and stopped saying a word. She thought to herself, you can do whatever you like. I can't control it and I don't want to.
"Jiyue Zimo, are you happy now?" Jun Fanyin looked at Jiyue Zimo coldly, hum, she is satisfied, but I am not.
Jiyue Zimo still closed her eyes and said coldly, "What do you care about me?"
He looked like he was not satisfied with what he was doing, which hurt Jun Fanyin's eyes deeply. He pulled Suhe up and slapped her with such force that Suhe fell straight onto a pillar not far away.
A crisp sound made Jiyue Zimo's eyes wrinkle slightly.
"Jun Fanyin, you are so cruel. You were gentle just now, and now you are taking it out on others."
Suhe, Suhe, look, what kind of man do you fall in love with?
Suhe looked at Jiyue Zimo, what was her expression? Smile? Hate? Jealousy? Or anger?
"None of your business."
Suhe said without hesitation, if this vixen hadn't appeared, then Jun Fanyin would have been mine long ago, so why go through so much trouble.
Jiyue Zimo glanced at Suhe, idiot, what are you thinking about? Do you have masochistic tendencies?
"Suhe, what did you just say?"
Jun Fanyin walked over slowly and gently held Su He's waist, as if he had not treated her in any way just now.
Suhe looked at Jun Fanyin with a warm smile, and there was a touch of satisfaction and happiness between her eyebrows.
Jiyue Zimo looked at Jun Fanyin, and then at Su He. Perhaps they were a real pair of chessmen, while Jun Fanyin and I were just two wrong chess pieces. Every time we took a step back, we would return to the starting point.
There is no love or hate.
"Let me go, Jun Fanyin."
In this case, let me go, Jun Fanyin. To you, I am just a woman. If you want a child, can you ask Suhe to give birth to you?
Jun Fanyin's gloomy eyes swept over Suhe and slowly landed on Jiyue Zimo's face. What did she just say? Let me go?
Jiyue Zimo, I let you go, who let me go?
You are destined to be my woman, there is no room for regret.
