Di Lin suddenly let go of his hand and sneered: "Let me fall in love with you? OK, I also want to know, how can you tell whether I really fall in love with you or fake it. [26nbsp;]"
Su Mingshu touched his painful neck, crept to the back of the chair, breathed a sigh of relief, and said softly: "If you really loved me, you wouldn't strangle me or bully me." When she expressed her request, it was not like that.
The abusive person would pinch her hard when she was angry, either strangle her neck or strangle her, and she would be half-dead every time.
Di Lin glared at her coldly, "Do you think I can't catch you by hiding behind the chair?" How could he choose this childish slave here, and he must use her body to restore his vagina?
He felt that he had been infected by human waste.
"At least it's a little more difficult than in front of the chair." Su Mingsun's eyes were round, like a cat with bristled fur, and he looked at Di Lin with great vigilance. Obviously she also knew that Di Lin would just twist the ground if he wanted to catch her.
As easy as an ant.
She even began to regret why she had a headache and fever, and seemed to be possessed by evil spirits to agree with Su Xiaobao's bold move.
"You seem to talk more than before." Di Lin curled his lips and said, "Is it because you think you are useful to me and you feel qualified to challenge me?"
Su Mian shook her head. In fact, she wanted to say that it didn't matter whether Di Lin loved her or not, as long as she didn't force herself to fall in love with him. Finally, she glanced at Di Lin's bad eyes and held back.
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"It's best not to." Di Lin's next words made her give up the idea completely.
She had just experienced a life-and-death disaster, and all her courage points had been used up, so she responded with a friendly smile to Di Lin's threats.
"Why are you laughing?" Di Lin was even more unhappy. He thought about it and suddenly said in a sinister voice: "Who helped you come up with this condition for me to fall in love with you?" He suddenly had such an idea, because no matter what, he couldn't.
Similarly, the little slave who is allowed to be flattened and rounded by him also has times when he can resist on his own initiative.
Su Mianshan's face froze and he denied uneasily: "No, I thought about it myself."
"Has anyone ever told you that you can't lie at all?" Di Lin looked at her and looked her up and down.
Su Mian lowered his head and said in a low voice: "Yes. Teachers in elementary school, junior high school, and high school have all said it."
Di Lin looked at her speechlessly.
Su Mianshu stepped on each other's toes, "I didn't expect that after so many years, I still haven't made any progress at all."
"Being consistent is also an advantage."
Su Mian looked up at him blankly, "Are you comforting me?"
"I'm comforting myself." Di Lin said angrily. If he continues to talk to such a stupid human being, not only his luck, but also his IQ will be taken down with him.
"Ah?" Su Min's eyes widened.
"Didn't you make me fall in love with you?" Di Lin said with a wicked smile, "Then there should be some advantages, right?"
Su Mian blinked his eyes, licked his lips and looked at the sky. He thought hard and said, "I am a light-hearted person, so it is easy for me to meet ghosts."
"Is this considered an advantage?" Di Lin raised his eyebrows.
"But he looks good enough." Su Mian touched Liu Liu's skin, feeling very accomplished.
Di Lin: "..."
The smoke of gunfire ended silently.
No one mentioned the love agreement again, but Su Ming could clearly feel that Dilin's attitude towards her had improved a lot.