"Are you sure?" Yu Chenfeng raised an eyebrow and smiled.

"Sure, sure!" Su Yiyi nodded desperately, almost breaking his head.

"Then I will leave first."

After saying that, Yu Chenfeng's body disappeared into the moonlight.

Su Yiyi breathed a sigh of relief. If Yu Chenfeng insisted on letting her go back, Hua Qingyan would go crazy if she couldn't see her tomorrow.

Because he cares about her so much.

Of course, she was not referring to Su Yiyi.

The hideous scar on Hua Qingyan's chest suddenly flashed before her eyes. Su Yiyi immediately walked to the mirror quickly. He reminded her and asked her to look at her chest to see if she could recall anything.

Memories? I'm afraid she will never be able to remember them. After all, they are not her Su Yiyi's memories.

Hua Qingyan's implication was that she also had something on her chest.

What could it be? Could it also be a scar?

Thinking of Su Yiyi unbuttoning his clothes quickly, but when he was about to unbutton his inner clothes, there was a sudden chill behind him, like a cold wind blowing by. Su Yiyi was shocked, and when he turned around, it was still Yu Chenfeng.

Subconsciously putting on his clothes, Su Yiyi immediately turned to look at him warily and asked, "Why are you back? Is there anything left behind?"

Looking at Su Yiyi with a shocked expression, Yu Chenfeng suddenly narrowed his eyes and smiled, looked her up and down in an extremely evil manner, and couldn't help but sigh: "I advise you not to look at this, my personal maid,

Your breasts are not much better than men’s, they can’t be saved, haha!”

"You..." Su Yiyi was so angry that she rolled her eyes at him in displeasure. It turned out that this enchanting man thought she was studying her own airport. God, she was so boring!

After gathering her clothes, Su Yiyi couldn't help but said scornfully: "Could it be that you came all the way back just to make fun of me?"

"How can I make fun of you!" The smile on Yu Chenfeng's face became more and more evil. He raised the corners of his mouth evilly and said with a smile: "It's just that how could I know that you would actually secretly take advantage of me after I left?"

Study your body shape.”

"I don't!"

"So, my personal maid, you also know your flaws?"

"I told you I didn't!" Su Yiyi took a deep breath, raised his hands in the air and grabbed at them, shouting angrily: "You pervert, you are really intolerable..."

"Can't bear it anymore?" Yu Chenfeng raised his eyebrows in interest and chuckled: "So? I'm about to explode because I'm stunted?!"

“…endure it again!”

Su Yiyi placed his hands at a distance, looking like a wronged little daughter-in-law.

Yu Chenfeng laughed softly again, and rubbed the top of her head with his shiny white jade fingers: "My personal maid, you are the cutest woman I have ever seen!"

"Really?" Su Yiyi pouted and responded: "This is generally accepted, you don't need to explain it specifically!"

"Well, I'll ask you a question now!" Yu Chenfeng paused, and his tone suddenly changed, as if he was a little embarrassed: "You saw my junior sister last time, and now she's back, can you see if she's there?

How can we drive her away?"

"Oh, junior sister!" Su Yiyi said meaningfully, and deliberately raised his tone, and said with a bad smile: "It turns out that this is your affair, master. Ouch, it's really hard for me to be a slave.

Tell me, this beautiful girl is now relying on you, do you think you have done something wrong to her?"

"What what?"

"Hey, do you still dare to do it? Master, just admit it, I understand it." Su Yiyi looked at him with a understanding look, nodded clearly, and covered his mouth in an ambiguous smile.

Yu Chenfeng's eyes were about to burst into flames as soon as he glared. He really regretted running back and being scolded by this woman. He turned around and jumped out again.

Seeing his figure disappearing into the night, Su Yiyi couldn't help but laugh proudly.

Humph, I told you to offend me.

Thinking of Su Yiyi, he continued to unbutton his inner clothes and also took off his bellyband.

She took a deep breath and raised her head to look at the bronze mirror. She was so frightened that she took a step back in a hurry.

Is that chest also wounded by a sword?

He stretched out his green-white fingers and placed them tremblingly on the wound. When his fingertips landed on those hideous scars, Su Yiyi's whole body shivered.

This sword wound was not deep, and it was not close to the vital point. However, why was the wound on the chest so similar to Hua Qingyan's?

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Chapter completed!