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Chapter 139 Temptation on the Brink of Death
Thinking about it, Su Yingluo couldn't help savoring it carefully.

Damn little leprechaun!
With a low curse, Lan Zhi suddenly pushed her away, got up and went into the bathroom in embarrassment.

Unexpectedly, he would suddenly go crazy, Su Yingluo was pushed to the ground by him, moaning in pain, staring resentfully at the closed bathroom door.

devil!

I don't know how long it took before Lan Zhi finally came out. His wet hair was a little messy and his shirt was half open, which made him a little more unruly.

With a cold face, his whole body exuded the aura that no one should enter, and walked past Su Yingluo without paying attention, as if she was just air.

Su Yingluo, who was ignored, angrily blocked his way, put her hands on her hips, and asked aggressively: "Lanzhi, why did you suddenly push me away just now?"

"Get out of the way." Lan Zhi scolded in a cold voice, apparently not wanting to talk to her at all.

"No."

"Su Yingluo, get out of the way."

"No."

Only then did Lan Zhi look at her, his eyes unconsciously fell on those moist and bright red lips, the longing that had just been suppressed was about to move again, he couldn't help but cursed in a low voice, turned around and went into the bathroom again.

With a pure heart and few desires, what kind of stunning beauty has you never seen?

What kind of seduction methods have you never seen before?

Not even the strongest drugs could make him lose his temper.

But Su Yingluo's actions just now made him flustered, and he could hardly control the urge to possess her immediately.

This feeling of being out of control is really bad.

This time Su Yingluo reacted extremely quickly. When Lanzhi was about to close the door, she turned into a rabbit and dodged in, and then quickly transformed into a human form, looking at him triumphantly.

"If you want to repeat the same trick, there is no way!"

Lanzhi's face turned red to black, and his voice was tense: "Go out."

"No." Su Yingluo said, and walked a few more steps inside.

"Su Yingluo, go out, it's dangerous." Lan Zhi tried his best to restrain his anger and feeling out of control, and warned in a deep voice.

"If you don't apologize for your behavior just now, I won't go out." Although she didn't quite understand what was going on, Su Yingluo felt that as long as she was willing to go out, Lan Zhi could promise her anything.

Being oppressed by Lan Zhi all the time, it's a rare chance to fight back, how could she give up?

Lan Zhi took a deep breath, suppressing her anger and the urge to put her to death on the spot: "Okay, I apologize."

"There is one more question." Lan Zhi's compromise made Su Yingluo confirm the guess in her heart, and she couldn't help but make an inch.

"Go out and talk."

"No, I'm going to ask now."

Lanzhi took another deep breath: "Say it quickly."

"Why does your kiss taste the same as Sui Tianyu's?"

Lan Zhi was taken aback, apparently not expecting such a problem.

Because the smell on the surface of the body was changed with a special perfume, Su Yingluo never noticed it, but he forgot that the smell outside the surface of the body would not change...

"Could it be that you kiss Sui Tianyu every day, and the smell becomes the same as him?" Seeing that he didn't speak, the impatient Su Yingluo couldn't help but guess wildly.

With blue veins popping out of his forehead, Lan Zhi suddenly pushed Su Yingluo to the wall, a pair of bottomless eyes bred a storm, as if it could engulf the world at any time, making people want to escape inexplicably.

"Su Yingluo, I'll give you one more chance to go out."

"Let me go, and I'll go out." Sensing the danger instinctively, Su Yingluo quickly confessed.

Lan Zhi didn't move.

Swallowing secretly, Su Ying lowered her body, trying to get out from under his armpit.

However, her hair was tangled around the buttons on Lanzhi's chest.

This short stature made her scalp numb, she could only look up at Lan Zhi with tears in her eyes: "My hair is entangled."

This fatal angle, this weak expression, and this soft voice, like a pair of sharp scissors, cut the last string of Lanzhi's reason.

(End of this chapter)