Go Through My Demon Host

  Chapter 1307 The Prosperity Female Sovereign, Are Books Wearing? (7)

  Ye Yanhan can actually hide, but I don’t know why, so I just let it go, yes, let the girl push herself down.

  Yeyan coldly thought,

  He is crazy.

   Watching Ye Yanhan's figure sink, his white eyebrows jumped.

  Yeyan cold can not be water?

  She swam over and embraced the handsome and handsome man, with the cool tip of her tongue against his lips.

water,

  There is water all around.

  Ye Yanhan could feel her consciousness blurring a little and her body sinking continuously.

Is    dying?

  He doesn't care about life and death, he never cares.

  Dead in her hands, it seems to be worth it.

   Ye Yanhan didn't struggle, not at all, so he let himself sink down.

   is just the cold breath that was originally dark, suddenly replaced by warm breath.

  After that, there is no consciousness...

  Three figures fell into the pool, and white light suddenly appeared.

   instantly wrapped the entire pool.

  An antique room, with wedding invitations and red bed curtains.

   is obviously a flowery night in the bridal chamber.

  Yan Bai opened his eyes again, and found himself in a fiery red room.

  Yan Bai lowered her eyes slightly, and looked at the wedding suit she was wearing.

   His head is a little dizzy and a little drunk, probably because he has just drunk.

  She stood at the door of the room and looked at the person sitting on the mattress.

   also wore a wedding dress and covered his head, sitting there quietly like a bride.

  Dyeing white: "..."

Meow meow meow?

  She seems to have experienced something incredible.

  Suddenly,

  The beautiful man who was sitting there quietly and motionless, his slender white hands suddenly lifted his hijab, revealing a beautiful face.

Ye Yanhan faced a completely unfamiliar illusion. Even the fragmentary ink hair could not hide the flashing emotions under his eyes. He pressed his thin lips lightly, his flat eyes fell on the white body, slightly silence.

   Ran Bai looked at Ye Yanhan's face and was silent for a moment, and couldn't help but laugh.

   "Where is this?" Ye Yanhan asked.

   Soon, Ye Yanhan also noticed the difference in his voice.

  In the modern world, Ye Yanhan’s voice is clear and indifferent, the kind of cold and alienated from his bones.

  And now... it's obviously softer.

  Dye white, don’t overdo it, look down, no, hold back, can’t laugh!

   "I don't know either." Ranbai replied calmly, her voice was as gentle as jade, and it sounded great, with a slight smile.

   "However, we should have crossed." Ran the vernacular before turning.

   Dye Bai looked at Ye Yanhan innocently, with an exquisite face like a jade, and said with patience: "Have you read a novel?"

   "No." Ye Yanhan distanced his eyebrows and eyes, pressed his lips lightly, and spit out a word indifferently.

  Dyeing white forty-five degrees, she raised her eyes sadly, and her white neck was raised with a graceful arc.

   "I suggest you... look in the mirror." Dye Bai touched Ye Yanhan's face, and the corners of her lips raised a smile that couldn't be restrained.

   Ye Yanhan: "..."

  The young president, with his light-colored lips, came to the bronze mirror without panic.

  His eyes paused slightly.

  The face is still that face, and the face is still Ye Yanhan's face in modern times.

only,

  What's the matter with the heavy makeup on it? It's simply a must.

   Ye Yanhan: "..."

  He finally knows.

  Why can't restrain the smile just now?

  White cough with a light cough.

  Sorry, she didn’t mean to laugh, she didn’t mean to laugh.

  In fact, this body wants to laugh, and she can't control it.

  Seal: "..."

  Host, what about morals?

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