His black pupils were like a dead pool of water, no words or expressions would make him stir up the slightest wave.
But, is it just this one, who looks like a robot, who has arranged so many things?
He took his own room full of money, and brought himself out, in order to let him understand that he couldn't escape his palm?
An uncontrollable fear rose in his heart, and Mu Ran staggered back.
His back hit the cold wall, his body trembled slightly, his face was as white as a piece of paper, without the slightest trace of blood.
Only the bright red lips and round eyes are more conspicuous.
Zhou Wen still had that indifferent look: "You don't like it?"
His expression was indifferent, and his reaction was even more insipid. That way, Mu Ran almost couldn't bring himself to speak up.
Did he underestimate the degree of his lover's "crazyness"!
In so many worlds, he has never met a more perverted lover than Zhou Wen!
Mu Ran's body was stuck to the wall, unwilling to get up from above, and unwilling to speak.
The eyes looking at Zhou Wen were full of fear from the beginning to the end.
Zhou Wen stepped forward, as if looking for an answer, and said again: "You, don't you like it?"
Mu Ran felt like crying.
Zhou Wen, what exactly does this mean?
It sounded like he was threatening him that he liked it, but also like he was really asking him if he liked it or not.
Mu Ran's lips trembled, but he didn't speak.
However, Zhou Wen's eyes flashed, and his sharp and thin lips curled up, revealing a somewhat malicious smile: "Don't you like money the most? Can you do anything for money?"
Mu Ran was completely confused by his attitude and expression.
But the hand was pulled hard, and the domineering force on the waist made him crash into his arms.
Before he could react, he fell ferociously with a gentle kiss.
The cold kiss on the lips made Mu Ran stunned.
The crashed brain fully resumed operation.
The whole exercise left Mu Ran a little confused.
Like a bird with broken wings, he was held in the palm of the hunter's hand and played wantonly.
But the hunter, who was supposed to be fierce and violent, was extremely gentle in his movements, which made him unable to help but sink into it.
By the time he reacted, he was already locked in the cage naked.
Of course he was still covered with a white quilt.
The white quilt and the white carpet look very pure.
But the surrounding area is full of tacky money and precious stones.
Mu Ran stared blankly at the top of the golden birdcage.
The body was sore and limp, without the slightest strength.
However, his body was unusually refreshed, obviously because he had been washed thoughtfully.
But Zhou Wen shouldn't hate him very much, right?
Mu Ran looked at the birdcage that seemed to imprison him, and fell into confusion.
In my mind, 527 hastened to broadcast: [Host, the hero's malicious value has dropped by 19 points, and now it is yes]
527's hesitant voice raised Mu Ran's bad premonition again: ¡¾How much? ¡¿
¡¾It is now, seventy o'clock¡¿
Mu Ran: ""
After a long time, as if he was being laughed out of anger, Mu Ran snorted and said: ¡¾You can really do it. It's ten o'clock less and you didn't notify me? ¡¿
527 smiled sarcastically: [Host, I didn¡¯t see you having fun alone, so I forgot to remind you] (Remember the website URL: www.hlnovel.com