The Villain Acts Recklessly [Fast Wear]

The sound of the thump was the sound of the decorations on the small table falling to the ground.

Lin Sui was unprepared, and was dragged by her ankles from sitting and lying down to lying down completely. The natural reaction of her body hit the table and knocked down something.

Knocked her head on the floppy, Lin Sui groaned before she had time to speak, and was dragged abruptly from the floppy end to Yan Qin.

Yan Qin's eyes were cold and full of gloom, as if the person he was looking at was just a plaything, a beautiful object with a certain purpose.

"Mr. Ruan, since you have entered here, you should obey your duty well. It is enough to be obedient. Otherwise, what Boss Xu wants will not belong to him."

In the youth's trance, the crumpled fabric shirt was held by a pair of slender and powerful hands, and in the blink of an eye, the buttons flew and scattered on the ground.

In this mood, everyone can still feel the horror of oppression, the fear of what is to come.

Lin Sui realized that even if he knew that Yan Qin was acting, it was still unbearable for him to look at him like this.

He was all too familiar with this look. From the moment he entered the realm of cultivation, everyone around him looked at him like this, a hundred times more disgusting and ugly than Yan Qin's look at the moment.

As far as the cauldrons being raised, in the eyes of those cultivators, they can't be regarded as people of equal status at all, and they are not even tools, but some kind of inferior female shòu.

If Yan Qin looked at him with such eyes at the beginning of the encounter and at any time when they got along, maybe Lin Sui would not seduce him, and he would try to kill him.

Yan Qin's hand suddenly stopped, and in Lin Sui's eyes, it was difficult for him to continue, even acting.

There was no fear or fear in Lin Sui's eyes, and there was no emotion that a weak person should have in this situation. It was a very light and cold look, so strange that it should not belong to this person.

Yan Qin could even feel a little disappointed, which was inexplicable, but it made Yan Qin feel a little depressed, and his heart ached like needles.

Yan Qin didn't understand why, but he even felt sad.

He gathered up Lin Sui's clothes, but he was a little silent in the face of the broken button, which seemed to be too much just now.

He looked at Lin Sui calmly and said, "You are not Ruan Qingqu, and you cannot be Ruan Qingqu."

Lin Sui looked down at her clothes, which were scattered naturally, looked up at Yan Qin and said, "Of course I'm not Ruan Qingqu."

"If I were him, I would kill Xu Tingfang the first time he slept with him. If he would break the law, then I would make his life worse than death in another way."

Lin Sui sat up and said lightly.

Lin Sui's attitude is not a joke, but he is not serious, just a plain statement, but it makes people feel that if he is really in that position, he will do those things and can do those things.

He exudes a dangerous charisma, and Yan Qin can't take his eyes away, and even finds it a little charming.

He stared blankly at Lin Sui and straightened his messy hair, and then he was kicked in the abdomen.

"Tear off my clothes?"

Lin Sui straightened up, looked at Yan Qin who was frowning because of the sudden pain, grabbed his hair and forced him to look at herself.

"As expected of an actor, his acting skills are impeccable, and I think you really want to fuck me."

Lin Sui patted Yan Qin's cheek with her hand, grabbed his collar violently, and pushed him onto the soft slump.

Isn't it normal to have a vase without acting spirit and not be able to enter the play, and even be angry because of being offended in the play?

It's not that he can't tell the difference between inside and outside, but he still has to use this as an excuse to use it as a reason for bullying.

The back of Yan Qin's head hit the soft collapse and made a dull sound.

The young man who was pinching his neck looked beautiful, and his face turned pale red in the process of being dragged and controlled, and under his expression, there was some morbid glamour.

His clothes were left open because of the movement, and his pale skin was also covered with a layer of reddish, like a halo of warm colors covered in a cage.

The physical conflict and collision mobilized the original wildness, but Yan Qin did not struggle.

His mind was caught in the extremely chaotic wind, and the pictures that seemed to be true and false were constantly flickering. In reality and illusion, the chandeliers seemed to be shattered with colorful halos, making it difficult to see clearly.

The bent waist like a crescent moon, thin ankles, scattered eyes, the lazy and beautiful face is clearly the face in front of him, but the reality is clearly that he is grabbing his neck and drawing swords with him.

He had never gotten along with him like that, but he seemed to have possessed him thousands of times, so that when he wrapped around that flexible waist, there was an almost sighing satisfaction in his heart.

Lin Sui's movements froze, her eyes went down as she lowered her head, and she looked up at the man who was holding her arms expressionlessly.

He was a little suspicious, Yan Qin didn't seem to be dazzled by beauty, how could he make such a move, not to mention his eyes were a little strange, could it be that he still retains the memory of the past?

Lin Sui studied all kinds of jade slips about souls when he was in the realm of self-cultivation. He wanted to go back or change a body. Although he failed in the end, he learned a lot.

Lin Sui wanted to ask the system, but quickly dismissed this idea. The system and he were not in the same camp, and he didn't even know whether the system and Yan Qin were in the same camp.