Never ask, but Yan San also knows that she is definitely not an ordinary girl. She comes from a place he can't touch. He doesn't know how to comfort her. He just hopes to keep her, keep her, don't go, and can't let you go.

"Well" Ling Qingyu let out a moan, half propped up, looked at Yan San between his legs, and said with a smile, "handsome boy, who are you?"

Yan San was stunned, looked up at her, Ling Qingyu fingers across his cheek, looked around, and said, "here is a new one?"

Her appearance was confused. Yan San panicked and asked, "do you still remember who you are?"

"Who am I?" With his finger on his lips, he slightly raised his head and thought for a moment, then stretched out a green finger to shake in front of Yan San. Ling Qingyu giggled, "no, handsome boy, you've violated the rules, so you can't ask the guest's name."

Yan San has a green vein on his head. Well, every day he says that the killer and the brothel are one. You can say that you have never been to the waiter's house like this!

"First time?" As soon as her eyes turned, Ling Qingyu frivolously provoked Yan San's chin, laughing very evil and said, "sister, teach you ~ ~ come on, continue, don't stop what happened just now!"

Her face was still covered with tears, and her eyes were blurred, but she laughed obscene and happy. Yan San sighed in her heart and took down her hand.

"Wait ~" Ling Qingyu held his hand, looked at him carefully, his eyes couldn't help turning, looked around again, and said, "is it expensive?"

Yan San was stunned and looked at her puzzled.

Ling Qingyu put her fingers to her lips, and her eyes unconsciously looked at the man in front of her again.

He was only in his early twenties, and his appearance was handsome with a sense of coldness. The cold light shining in his slightly slender eyes made her heart tremble. The most touching thing was that under his wheat skin, he had a powerful, curvaceous muscle line without any fat, a thin waist, and the strength of a cheetah, which made his body extremely sexy.

Such a person

Ling Qingyu's eyes turned disorderly for a while, swallowed saliva, and asked softly, "how much is it?"

Yan San's face suddenly darkened and his body stiffened

How dare you say you haven't been to brothels!

Take a deep breath, his voice was low and hoarse. Yan San slowly said, "no money."

"No money?" Lingqingyu suddenly widened her eyes and said in surprise, "so good? Who is so kind?" Then he slapped his thigh fiercely and said with a giggle, "ah! I know. It must be the flower girl who treats to please me, isn't it!"

Hua Dong... Yan San's eyes were slightly heavy, and he tried to soften his voice, saying, "Hua Dong, is it your friend?"

"Ah, of course!" Ling Qingyu clapped his hands and smiled. Squinting his eyes, he looked at Yan San carefully again. After seeing Yan San's back emitting a layer of cold sweat, he threw him down with a whoosh and said with a smile, "the good night is short, so let's not waste time ~"

............

The woman in her arms had fallen asleep and snored softly. The hot breath blew her chest with layers of ripple like numbness. Yan San unconsciously smiled, hugged her body and let her head lie in her arms.

Passion is still in the body, which is a completely different experience from the past, but as long as she thinks that she will play with others like this, Yan San feels angry. She doesn't feel her fingers gently scraping her cheek and whispering, "don't do this to other men in the future, only me."

Well, Ling Qingyu uttered a dissatisfied murmur, rubbed his head, still found the position of his chest, and then made a sound of Baji. After that, his round and upturned nose shrank, and he continued to sleep with satisfaction.

Yan San unconsciously pinched her fleshy nose. Yes, she doesn't know what she's doing now. When she wakes up tomorrow morning, she will forget everything and won't remember the slightest bit of what she did to him before

It's completely different from his usual appearance, but it makes him more excited

My boss... Which one is you?

"HMM... Hua'er, don't make trouble..." her nose was pinched and she couldn't breathe. Ling Qingyu couldn't bear to pull her hand like a fly. Before she hit it, Yan San loosened his hand and held her hand instead.

"Flower... Who is it?" The heart moved, and the heart hurt as if it was tightly held. Yan San asked in a low voice.

"Hmm, I'll let you be a godmother ~ I'll let you be a godmother in a few months ~" Ling Qingyu murmured, twisted his head, and slept more heavily. Now, he didn't even snore.

Yan three felt that the bottom of her heart suddenly twitched, and the corners of her lips were faint, slowly arousing a trace of panic.

Gently stroking her back with her hand, Yan Sancai came back to his senses, bowed his head, gently touched Ling Qingyu's lips, and got up and got out of bed.

***

Walking into the yard, the light was on in the small kitchen, and her eyelids jumped slightly. Yan San looked around, and she couldn't feel anyone's breath. She thought it was Yan Qi who dodged in the end.

There was water burning in the kitchen. Yan San poured hot water to help Ling Qingyu clean up first. After cleaning the house, he carried a bucket of cold water next to the well in the yard and doused it. The hot side at the bottom of his heart cooled down a little.

Thinking of Ling Qingyu's expression before, Yan San laughed again unconsciously. Looking at her curious baby, she did this kind of thing as research.

Why is there pleasure? I don't know why other men have it. I'm just because you like it.

Just because you like

Deep in the night, the moonlight reflects the snow, bringing out a chill.

Yan San only felt a slight pain after the fire in his heart retreated.

Back in the room, Ling Qingyu is already asleep. Yan San sits beside her and looks at her. Today, her words actually reveal a lot of information, but Yan San is unwilling to go deep into it. He is afraid

Afraid that where he doesn't know, she has her own friends who can go to the brothel together, and has that... If she still loves the child's father, she still wants to go back. If one day she really goes back, he doesn't want to think about it.

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"If you have to go back," Yan San's fingers brushed her face, gathered the emission behind her head, and whispered, "please kill Yan San before you go. In this way, maybe my soul can follow you."

Follow you, no matter the ends of the earth and hell, you can follow you

As long as this... Can

***

The next morning, Ling Qingyu really had the same hangover as her head was about to explode.

Crying and drinking in her heart is to find her own guilt. Ling Qingyu rubbed her head and opened her eyes, but she saw Yan San leaning against the head of the bed in a single coat and sleeping, with one hand still on her body. She was a little surprised, and her heart suddenly moved.

Since she met Yan San, she hasn't seen Yan San get up later than herself. She always opens her eyes and can see Yan San who is neatly packed. Now this is really the first time.

His eyebrows wrinkled slightly, and his pale face seemed to be with a trace of fatigue. Ling Qingyu had a trace of heartache in his heart. According to past experience, I think I was drunk yesterday. I'm afraid I didn't toss him less. Well, how did I toss him?

His eyes wandered around. Seeing Yan San seemed to be sleeping soundly, Ling Qingyu quietly raised his body a little, and then peeled off his skirt a little. He saw that there was another colorful inside, and the corners of his mouth twitched. Ling Qingyu felt a pain for him.

As soon as she moved, Yan San woke up, squinted and watched her gently peel off her clothes. Then, with a painful expression on her face, she stretched out her hand to touch it but dared not touch it. She smiled and said, "that's not the most serious place."

Ling Qingyu was startled. She withdrew her hand and drilled into the quilt. Thinking about something wrong, she poked her head out of the quilt and asked, "isn't it the most serious place? Is there something more serious?"

"Well." Yan San turned over, crawled on the bed, took a bottle of ointment from the head of the bed and handed it to her, saying, "just as you woke up, give me medicine."

"Ah?!" Ling Qingyu took the medicine and looked at Yan San with a little silly.

"Animals!" Ling Qingyu sighed. Seeing Yan's three sides looking at her, he hurriedly said, "who do I mean? Which beast made you like this?! tell me! I will unload her..."

"You made it." Yan San turned his head to lie down and gently interrupted her.

"Me?" Ling Qingyu pointed to his direct dumb voice and saw Yan San nodding without hesitation, knowing that there was nothing wrong. This immoral thing must be the result of his drunkenness.

Whoa! What a beast!

With all kinds of feelings of guilt and self loathing, Ling Qingyu dug up a lump of ointment and rubbed it carefully on the place.

"Oh" Yan San's body tightened up and let out a low moan.

"Does it hurt?" Ling Qingyu stopped hurriedly and asked.

"Nothing." Yan Sanchang sighed and said.

"Hey, Yan San, it's really hard for you. I swear heavily today that if I drink again, I'll die. Tianda... HMM..." the second half of the sentence was blocked by Yan San's lips. Ling Qingyu hit it and hit it in the eyes. Well, Yan San, don't you think this posture is very strange?

The body suddenly tightened, Yan San frowned, let go of her, and lay down honestly back, saying, "hurry up, or I want you again."

This threat is too big for Ling Qingyu, who has begun to feel weak and weak. He hurriedly smeared the ointment all over and patted his ass. Ling Qingyu said, "OK."

Yan San got up to dress, glanced at Ling Qingyu, motioned to the bedside table, and walked out of the door.

Ling Qingyu covered her face and felt that all her life had been lost here. I could have shirked responsibility by being drunk. But the guy put this here to clearly tell her that he wanted to pretend to lose his memory? No way, the evidence is overwhelming!

God! What have you done!

I was the most serious... Really! Absolutely serious!

It's all flowers! If it weren't for her seduction, I would go to see something beautiful and GV! I won't have this subconsciousness! (you have already done it on Yang Zhao. Don't pretend to be naive, kiss! Flowers move and stay)

After dressing, washing and dressing, Ling Qingyu was always awkward, and she didn't dare to match Yan San's eyes. Yan San really couldn't help it. She grabbed her shoulder, took the comb and combed her hair, which had been combed for a quarter of an hour and hadn't been combed smoothly, with a bit of vicious language: "were you so awkward when you made Yang Zhao!"

"Zhao, I got his consent," Ling Qingyu whispered to her fingers, "sorry for you."

"I agree." Yan San's men paused slightly, lowered their eyes and continued to comb their messy hair.

"Ah?" Ling Qingyu looked up and his forehead just touched the comb he had combed down, and he screamed again.

"You asked me before you did it, and I agreed." Yan San's angry way.

If people have to make it so clear, the killer will also be shy, okay!

It took five seconds for Ling Qingyu to understand the meaning of Yan San's words. His heart was suddenly sour and sweet, and there was a little

"Yan San..." Ling Qingyu turned around and hugged his waist and said, "I really don't drink anymore. I don't want to know what I did with you. I want to see Yan San's joy clearly." Tears in my heart. What a beautiful and exciting picture it would be for people like Yan San to be behind, but I don't remember anything!

That's true. It's really annoying to do so desperately and don't remember anything. Yan nodded and said, "just remember. Don't touch that thing again in the future."

That thing? Lingqingyu's eyes drifted again unconsciously. When he saw that thing, he suddenly looked away, and then glanced at it unconsciously.

After looking at it for a few times, his sight slipped to Yan San's thin waist.

Then swallowed a mouthful.

Yan San grabbed her hair and gently pulled it. Looking at her, she hurriedly withdrew her eyes like a frightened little rabbit, lowered her head honestly, smiled unconsciously, and the corners of her lips hooked up.