Ye Lan leaned against the bed, with the soft pillow behind him, the same one that nearly suffocated him last night.
His two slender, straight legs crossed each other, he raised his head slightly, stared at the white ceiling, suddenly blinked tiredly, opened his mouth and let out a shallow yawn.
This is a lazy posture that Su Muchen has never seen before, and it is impossible to imagine it.
Ye Lan was not worried at all that Su Muchen would see her like this. She was taking a bath in the bathroom.
There is more than one bathroom in the presidential suite. Ye Lan can go there whenever he wants to wash his body. He will rest here just because he is tired.
He was exhausted.
Even though he had already had an experience, he still felt a little uncomfortable last night.
It is really torturous to have to keep the expression on your face natural and to restrain yourself from screaming.
He somewhat regretted choosing the pain conversion skill. It would be better to choose pain shielding, which would be less exciting and not so satisfying.
Of course, the main problem still lies with Su Muchen. Who makes her so energetic? Two nights in a row! Two nights! From dusk to dawn!
Doesn’t she have back pain? Isn’t she tired from squatting? Isn’t she tired from shaking?
After greeting Su Muchen several times in his heart, Ye Lan finally got up, walked into a bathroom, and then stood in front of a huge mirror to check his body.
The snow-white delicate hands slowly slid from the chest to the top of the thigh. Ye Lan looked down and nodded slightly.
The situation is much better than when I woke up yesterday, but the neck is the hardest hit area. The Adam's apple area is still dark red, and the traces will not disappear for a long time.
Ye Lan raised his hand and touched it lightly: "Ah~"
So happy that I screamed.
His skin was bitten directly by Su Muchen.
Ye Lan frowned slightly: "Is she a dog?"
The system appeared silently: "Didn't you say that they will all be your dogs in the end?"
Ye Lan: "..."
Those are indeed his exact words.
"But how can a dog bite its owner?"
Ye Lan muttered, quickly walked to the shower and turned it on.
I was already sick yesterday and had a fever once, and it had the desired effect. It would be pointless to do it again.
Ye Lan took off the shower head and poured the scalding hot water on his red-scarred body, trying to wash away the traces left by Su Muchen, but it only made the color more intense, turning as deep red as blood.
Ye Lan didn't intend to clean these marks, since no one could see them after putting on clothes.
Although he smokes, drinks and perms his hair, he is still a good boy.
Ye Lan raised his hand and was about to point the shower head at his neck when his movements suddenly stopped.
If Gu Li saw a mark belonging to someone else on his neck, he would probably...
Are you angry?
A boy with a similar appearance to the angel she longed for fell into the arms of someone else, and was left with the traces and taste of someone else.
What kind of blasphemy and defilement?
Will make you crazy...
Thinking of this, Ye Lan stopped cleaning the marks on his neck and deliberately avoided these places.
Based on his experience of conquering countless scumbags, Shura Field is the best catalyst for relationships.
Although Su Muchen will not meet Gu Li, this is the red mark left by her. When Gu Li saw this, he became angry, which meant he was angry at Su Muchen. Rounding it off, wouldn't it be the Shura field between them?
What's more, these two people were indeed sworn enemies in the original plot, and both liked the same person.
"Uh huh huh..." Ye Lan hummed happily.
He showed a cleaning speed that did not belong to a man in this world. He entered the bathroom later than Su Muchen, but came out earlier than her.
When Su Muchen came out wiping her hair, Ye Lan was already getting dressed.
She raised her eyes and caught sight of a flexible and slender waist, red and white intersecting, but it was hidden under the T-shirt in the blink of an eye.
The T-shirt was a bit wide and fell just down to the top of Ye Lan's thighs, barely covering it. From the side, it looked like he was naked regardless of whether he was wearing pants or not.
However, Su Muchen withdrew her gaze without any hesitation. This was not a strange scene to her. She had seen it many times.
And as long as she wanted to, even now, Ye Lan had to take off her clothes and stand naked in front of her, waiting for her orders.
It's okay not to think about it. When I thought about it, thoughts came out like a tide and I couldn't suppress it. Su Muchen looked at Ye Lan and chuckled: "Take off your clothes."
Hearing this, Ye Lan, who had just put on his clothes, made a move, glanced at Su Muchen, and said lightly: "Don't pretend anymore?"
Su Muchen frowned slightly, pretending to be confused: "Huh?"
"Your gentle face." Ye Lan decisively exposed this point. He was about to tear off her mask at this moment and let her reveal her true face. "You think I'm despicable. I want to build a memorial arch even though I'm a shaman, so I'll give it to you too."
One word."
His eyes were bright, and he looked deeply into Su Muchen's eyes, saying one word at a time: "Don't pretend to be a gentleman when you are a prostitute!"
Under Ye Lan's gaze, the smile on Su Muchen's face slowly faded and became expressionless: "You seem to have made a mistake."
"From the beginning to the end, I am not a prostitute, but your master." Su Muchen walked up to Ye Lan and looked down at him, "And you may have been a prostitute before, but you signed that agreement
In an instant, it became something uniquely mine.”
"I bought you, and you are the item I bought. The relationship between us has never been equal."
After the words fell, Su Muchen suddenly raised Ye Lan's softly curved chin, and grabbed his collar with her other hand. She only needed to use force to tear it to pieces.
But she would not guarantee what would happen to Ye Lan.
"Should you take it off yourself, or should I help you?"
There was a long silence.
Finally, Ye Lan slowly stretched out his hands...
Su Muchen smiled coldly and finally obeyed.
But if I had known this, why would I be so stubborn?
In the past, Ye Lan could still have some freedom, but now that he wanted to tear off her face, she would naturally not let him down.
Snap.
As a result, Ye Lan's two hands held Su Muchen's hand and pulled her hand off his chin.
Su Muchen didn't use any force, so Ye Lan could shake it.
At the moment, Su Muchen's eyes were cold, and he wanted to let Ye Lan know the consequences of disobedience. Just as he was about to exert force with his right hand, it was wrapped by Ye Lan's hands and moved to the hem of his clothes. Then, under his control, he grasped the hem of his clothes.
A corner.
The young man raised his head and looked at Su Muchen, from bottom to top. Even though his expression was indifferent, this gesture after all had the meaning of surrender.
He said calmly: "Tear it apart, isn't that what you want to do? Mine..."