Pretty cannon fodder draws cards in infinite stream

As soon as the bright white light emerged from its head, it projected into the bright red bedroom.The dark circular light and shadow danced one after another, reflecting on Su Yanqing's beautiful face.

Ah Yan got up silently, his movements were gentle and he didn't want to disturb Yan Qing's sleep.It's just that Su Yanqing's white and soft fingers were touching one of Ah Yan's fingers. When Ah Yan moved, Yan Qing rubbed his eyes like a sensitive animal.

"Ayan."

Su Yanqing was not fully awake yet, he unconsciously uttered this very safe name.

The black hair hanging around the shoulders fluttered freely, and the snow-white skin looked even more beautiful with the red suspender skirt.Su Yanqing vaguely raised her pointed chin, which was just filled with the emptiness of orange sunlight.

"Ah."

Ah Yan responded while buttoning the buttons, the undulating chest muscles, the mermaid line around the waist, and the strong and slender legs were firmly locked in the silent and ascetic clothes.

He stared seriously at Su Yanqing who was still hiccupping, glanced at the time, he gently picked Yan Qing up, and walked into the bathroom.

There are two cups, one white and one blue, on the clean white porcelain bathroom platform.

Ah Yan put Su Yanqing on the bathing platform of Nanuo Da.

The plump and fleshy thighs were pressed against each other, squeezed on the cold white porcelain table, and were slightly swayed by stimulation.

A Yan picked up the toothbrush in the white cup familiarly, and gently pinched Yan Qing's soft cheeks with his rough fingertips, until his fingers reached into the white teeth, then he gently stuffed the toothbrush into it.

"threw up."

Yan Qing dazedly but trustingly grabbed his wrist, and spat out on his hand.

Su Yanqing couldn't see it, so naturally she didn't know that she spit into Ah Yan's generous palm.

But after Ah Yan rinsed it with water indifferently, he picked up a towel and wiped Yan Qing's red lips after being moistened by water.

The white foam was also wiped away by the honey-colored palm.

Suddenly, clear and warm water splashed on Yan Qing's face, and he was wearing a dark red suspender dress like a rose watered with nutrients, which made him look extraordinarily beautiful.

As if being bullied by him.

Ah Yan was stunned for a moment, and he pursed his lips.

There is no control over how much strength.

Yan Qing's dangling calf also stopped, and he looked at Ah Yan blankly.

The large snow-white chest in front of him was soaked, as was the short suspender skirt.

"Ayan."

Su Yanqing frowned, pulling on the bright red suspender skirt.

Standing beside him, Ah Yan only needs to lower his head slightly to see the scenery of thin skin and tender flesh.

Ah Yan was dull and honest without looking down, he picked up Yan Qing and put him on the bed, then he found some blue dresses from the closet and put them on Yan Qing again.

As for Yan Qing's black hair, he tied it up with a hairpin.

"Ah Yan, whose clothes are they?"

Su Yanqing quietly and obediently let Ah Yan swing, he was as obedient as an exquisite puppet.

Ah Yan paused for a moment, his dark green eyes were full of coldness, but also showed a little tenderness.

"I prepared it for you."

A deep voice rang softly in Yan Qing's ears.

Su Yanqing's dull dark eyes widened slightly, and he held Ah Yan's hand slightly tight.Under the thick eyelashes, Yan Qing's indistinct expression was restrained, and the bright lights intertwined with the shadows under A Yan's eyes.

His identity... seems to be more than just a bride.

Afterwards, Yan Qing relied on Ah Yan as usual and acted like a baby in a low voice.With a sweet smile on his face, he is very beautiful.

Ah Yan didn't notice Yan Qing's psychological changes, he was silent like a tall and tall cypress rooted in the ground silently.

After cleaning up Su Yanqing, he dragged Su Yanqing out the door.

The gentle breeze lifted Su Yanqing's blue long skirt a little, adding a little gentleness and tranquility to him.

The mansion was so big that Yan Qing didn't know where to go, so Ah Yan stopped.

The harsh and cold humid air rushed in.

Su Yanqing clenched her hands tightly.

No one can believe it.

People are not people, monsters are not monsters.Even familiar people are not necessarily themselves.

"what happened?"

A Yan's eyes moved to Yan Qing's slightly frowned eyebrows, and he asked in a low voice.

Su Yanqing exhaled lightly, he pinched his palm until the deep crescent moon was reflected in the white and tender palm, then he smiled sweetly and shook his head at Ah Yan.

He was led by Ah Yan to step over the short threshold, and a weak cough sounded from the side, mixed with a clear boyish voice.

"Yan Qing."

Zhang Ji blushed, and shouted with a sunny smile with the corners of his mouth bent. He completely ignored the old man with a harsh face and an arrogant and disdainful attitude.

"sit down."

The old man above shook his crutches, finally coughed lightly, and looked majestically at the young daughter-in-law who had just entered their house.

Some of the people in this mansion died, and if they said they were gone, they would be gone. In just a few years, apart from the loyal servants, there were only a few people left in this gloomy mansion—that is, the few present.

After all, it's no wonder that the old man doesn't have a good look at Su Yanqing, that pointed little face full of charm doesn't seem to come to cheer their Zhang family, but it seems to disturb the seemingly peaceful deep house.

No, as soon as he entered the door, his second son and youngest son looked in all at once, looking at him enthusiastically without concealing their eyes.

The old man wanted to shock Su Yanqing while he was still there, but before he could speak, his normally taciturn elder son spoke first.

"sit."

Ah Yan pushed Su Yanqing to a wooden chair made of purple mahogany, but Yan Qing didn't dare to sit on it.

He was a little scared, and a little flustered.

The gloomy coolness wrapped around his back told him all the time that there was danger here.

If he wants to escape, he must leave.

But he couldn't get out of the room, or even move.

He dare not, he dare not!

His heart was beating all the time, and the sultry air was coming from the front, and he didn't know whether it was cold sweat or hot sweat that soaked his temples.

"Sit whatever you want, let him stand there for me."

The old man patted the wooden table indifferently and angrily. His appearance was extremely fierce, and he looked very dark and unfriendly, like those old people in a big family who were still wrapped in the feudalism of the old era.

With this sound, Su Yanqing became even colder, and there was an unreal, sharp and piercing sound in her ears.

leave.leave!leave now!

Su Yanqing pinched himself tightly, the pain stimulated him to pretend to be calm and lowered his head to hide his expression.

Ah Yan didn't care about what the old man said, he silently found a coat from elsewhere to wrap around Su Yanqing's trembling body.

But Zhang Ji struggled for a while, and then he slowly stood beside Su Yanqing.It's just that he looked a little awkward, he didn't dare to look up at the old man above.

The old man sneered and said to Zhang Ji: "Really think she is your wife? Didn't she marry your uncle underground? Don't forget, you were still holding his spirit card yesterday."

As soon as the voice fell, the air was frozen with suffocating silence.

Hearing this sentence, Su Yanqing raised her head suddenly, and Fu Bai's fingertips curled up forcefully.

His lifeless, dark eyes focused on the old man on the stage.

Only, he didn't see--

With a "bang", a head fell from above.

Blood splattered and blood slipped.

The human head rolled right under Su Yanqing's feet, and the indifferent dead green eyes were facing him.