The next morning, Ye Lan woke up first. As soon as he opened his eyes, he saw a few scattered black hair blocking his eyes. After he lifted it, it was Su Muchen's mature and beautiful face, with his beautiful eyes slightly closed, and his sleeping position actually looked a little peaceful and beautiful.

Ye Lan couldn't help but think of Su Muchen's performance last night. It was the best time in history, which made him want to reward her.

When he said that, Ye Lan moved away from Su Muchen slightly, then raised one leg, bent his knees, lifted up his chest, and then slowly pressed against Su Muchen's soft abdomen, and then... exerted force all over his body!

Dong!

Su Muchen's body slammed heavily on the ground. The floor was not a ceramic tiles, but a wooden board, and Ye Lan was not afraid of breaking her.

After doing all this, Ye Lan was ready to face the anger of Su Muchen being provoked and forcibly awakened from his sleep.

But after a while, Ye Lan realized something was wrong.

Where is Su Muchen?

He quickly turned over a few times, came to the edge of the bed, then poked his head out, and saw Su Muchen lying on the floor like a corpse, motionless.

Ye Lan's pupils shrank: "Su Muchen!"

After a while, Ye Lan looked at Su Muchen lying on the bed, then turned to look at her private doctor: "How is it?"

The doctor pursed his penis and looked at Ye Lan, saying earnestly: "I know you are all young people and are in good health, but that kind of thing still needs a little control."

Ye Lan:?

Does it mean that he made her faint?

Ye Lan said that this was a slander. Su Muchen clearly felt that his body was too weak and he had a fever.

Otherwise, why did he have close contact with her and still be fine now?

The system muttered in a low voice: "Doesn't this even more telling that you've sucked her essence..."

The host first caught a cold and then had a fever. Now Su Muchen has a fever and has done that with the host, but it has not even been transmitted to him.

Ye Lan blinked: "It seems to make sense."

What a ghost! This is the modern world, without any special elements!

If a superpower with superpowers really pop up, he really has to go to the rescue bureau to settle the score.

"I will pay attention." Ye Lan nodded, the doctor gave a few more instructions, and then left.

Ye Lan looked at Su Muchen with a red face, as if she was watching a sick dog lying on the ground, sticking out her tongue.

So, he looked at her with a hint of pity, and reached out to tidy up her hair gently, and whispered: "When you wake up, I must supervise you to exercise."

Not afraid of ten thousand, just fear of what if, if he really had the power of the succubus on his body, if Su Muchen didn't exercise, he would be afraid of squeezing her out.

Ye Lan thought of something and turned to look at Lin Qingshu who was standing beside him: "You remember to forge too..."

Before he could finish his words, Lin Qingshu turned around and left the room.

"Eh?" Ye Lan was stunned and then frowned. What's wrong with it?

He seemed to have seen Lin Qingshu's slightly raised corners just now, and the arc was clearly sneering.

Ye Lan hurriedly chased out and grabbed Lin Qingshu's arm: "Hey, why don't you ignore me?"

There was a hint of grievance and anger in his tone.

Lin Qingshu slowly turned his head, lowered his head to stare at Ye Lan's lower body, and said lightly: "Go back and put on your pants."

Ye Lan looked down and saw that he was wearing only a little wide T-shirt, which barely covered the base of his thighs. Under it was a pair of slender, round white legs. Such half-covered appearance looked even more excessive than inch.

Ye Lan thought Lin Qingshu was jealous and raised the corners of his lips slightly: "That doctor just took a look. What's the matter? Anyway, it's your personal doctor, and the whole family."

"Family?" Lin Qingshu sneered, but there was no smile on his face. "Your identity has changed quickly."

Ye Lan was puzzled. From the moment Lin Qingshu knew that Su Muchen had a fever, her words and deeds were a bit strange.

What exactly went wrong?

Jealous?

Being jealous may be jealous, but it should never be so.

Lin Qingshu's feelings for him are far from possessing.

After all possible answers are ruled out, even if that answer is impossible, it is the truth.

That is, Lin Qingshu is no longer interested in him.

Why did it suddenly...

Ye Lan lowered his head again, looked at Su Muchen's T-shirt and his empty lower body, and suddenly realized.

Ye Lan: "I understand."

It was his appearance at this moment that he seemed too concerned and worried about Su Muchen, otherwise how could he be so anxious that he didn't even wear pants?

And why did he attract Lin Qingshu, who was not interested in men? Of course, it was his unrestrained attitude of wandering among the girls. He did not belong to anyone, and no one could get him.

Such self is full of mystery and unknown charm, which makes people like Lin Qingshu fall in love.

Once he belongs to someone, his unique charm will disappear.

Simply put, only if he always acts as a partner can Lin Qingshu be interested in him.

It's really...

It's so cheap.

Ye Lan chuckled gently, and under Lin Qingshu's cold gaze, he slowly walked towards her, one step, two steps... directly approaching her body completely.

Ye Lan's steps did not stop and continued to move forward, forcing Lin Qingshu to gradually retreat. Finally, the two of them arrived at the entrance of the stairs. The first floor was a group of servants who were busy.

"It turns out that my sister is unhappy because I don't wear pants..." Ye Lan whispered, as if she was back to that quiet night.

He raised his right hand, stretched out a finger, and gently tapped Lin Qingshu's clothes, wandered casually on her body, crossed her neck, and came to her chin. With a slight lift, she leaned back.

At this moment, Lin Qingshu's back waist was pressed against the handrail of the stairs, and his body leaned back, looking like he would fall down by accident, which was ambiguous and dangerous.

In such an atmosphere, Lin Qingshu caught a glimpse with his own light. Ye Lan slowly lifted up the T-shirt he was wearing with his other hand, and a piece of flexible and fair waist was exposed to the air.

Below it, there is nothing.

The servant below just needs to look up a little to see everything about Ye Lan.

Ye Lan smiled even brighter, his cunning in his eyes was like a little fox, and the charm at the corners of his eyes was like a succubus that charmed all living beings. He deliberately let out a breath at Lin Qingshu and exhaled like an orchid.

"I want to wear it too, but it's a pity that my pants seemed to have been stolen and I can't find them..."

"Can you help your master get it back? My little slave."
Chapter completed!