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In just half a day, a new search term appeared on the Internet.

The most suitable hair color for summer.

What was refreshed next was a promotional slogan of a barber shop: This summer, why not pick your own one?

Some people who had just connected to the Internet with slow speed had not yet figured out what was going on, but soon some enthusiastic citizens brought the content from Weibo over.

[Help! How did they come up with this color? It looks really good! ]

[This bright color is really picky. Most people would look ugly if they dyed their hair this way. So don’t blindly follow the trend.]

[Is she a beauty blogger who does cosplay? I guess you can’t see her without full makeup, otherwise why would she not dare to show her face? 】

[Some people's faces are too ugly. The original blogger said that they are very beautiful. Nowadays, even if you don't show your face, you will be cyberbullied. 】

… …

The discussion on the Internet was in full swing, but the protagonist of the topic was not affected at all.

When Wu Yichan saw them, Yan Yan and Fu Yuan happened to pass by the consultation room to pick up something, and then went back to Lanri Villa and never came out again.

It's too hot here in the imperial capital. Fu Yuan felt a little listless when she came back, like a flower wilted in the sun.

He hadn't been back for over a month and there was a smell in the house. Yan Yan turned on the ventilation system and waited for the smell to dissipate before returning to the sofa.

He bent down and touched the girl who was curled up drowsily on the bed, then picked her up and held her against his arms, placing one hand on her back, patting it gently from time to time.

Fu Yuan was originally a little sleepy, but she suddenly laughed out loud as if she remembered something.

"Hmm?" The man looked down at her in confusion.

Fu Yuan changed her position and lay on his knees, her beautiful blue eyes blinking as if they could speak: "You seem to be coaxing a baby to sleep."

"When we were in the mountains, you helped me wash my face and put on my clothes."

She thought of the days when she was treated as a fragile object and carefully looked after, and she felt amused: "Are you raising me as a daughter?"

"Don't make assumptions about this kind of taboo relationship." Yan Yan dismissed her question seriously.

"Hey, our Doctor Yan seems to have turned bad." The girl teased him mischievously, "What dirty things are you thinking about?"

The naughty little girl always bullied him whenever she got the chance.

Yan Yan was extremely helpless, and he couldn't do anything about her, so he lowered his head and bit the tip of her straight nose.

Something felt wrong as I was biting it.

The girl's eyes were slightly red, and she looked at him with clear and watery eyes. The corners of her eyes and eyebrows were full of seductive and charming spring colors. At this moment, her red lips were slightly parted, as if she wanted to say something but hesitated. Anyone who saw it would be unable to control themselves.

At this moment, Yan Yan deeply felt the magic of Fu Yuan as a demon.

She always unconsciously seduces him and lures him into sinking into the sea of ​​desire with her.

So he no longer restrained himself, lowered his head and took the soft and fragrant little mouth like a petal into his mouth, gently diving into the depths inch by inch to explore the secrets.

Her two thin arms were hung around his neck, her body was slightly hot due to arousal, and her soft body was wrapped around him like a snake, making the man's sexy Adam's apple roll up and down.

Her collar was rubbed open during the entanglement of their bodies, unable to hide the trembling whiteness underneath. The man's lips only fell on the side of her neck and kissed it gently, never going any further.

In the end, it was Fu Yuan who couldn't bear it anymore.

During the period since she turned into a demon, the biggest change was her body, which became extremely easily aroused.

The demons are lustful and indulgent by nature. They never control their sexual desires, so they have many partners. Once they are overwhelmed by desire, they can be affectionate all day and night regardless of the occasion.

Fu Yuan is an exception.

She was picked up and educated properly when she was still young and ignorant. She learned human courtesy, righteousness, integrity, self-respect and self-love. Therefore, they will only be together for the rest of their lives.

All her past and present lives combined, her experience in this area only came from that one time with her master.

Her eyes turned red from the torment of desire and her body twisted even more violently.

Her misty blue eyes were half closed, as if she was about to cry, her delicate brows were tightly furrowed, and she cried pitifully to the man, "I feel so bad."

"Yan Yan, please help me."

Yan Yan saw her dazed and flushed face. Despite such an erotic and alluring scene, another picture suddenly emerged in his mind.

In winter, on a snowy day, in a dark room, the girl moans charmingly.

She lay obediently under the man, allowing him to do whatever he wanted. Their two bodies were entangled like vines, inseparable.

She said she loved him over and over again, but the man never said a word.

Later she cried, not sure whether it was because of the overwhelming feeling or the man’s unrequited love.

Until she was sweaty and tired and fell asleep, the man gently wiped her body, kissed her brow, and murmured almost silently: "I love you very much."

The girl asked him crying if he liked her at all.

"When you didn't understand love, I knew my doom was coming."

… …

A sharp pain in his ear suddenly brought him back to reality. It was Fu Yuan, who had not waited for his response for a long time, and was angrily hugging his neck and biting it.

Yan Yan reluctantly pulled her off his body and kissed the girl's unsatisfied face: "Be good, I'll help you, okay?"

Fu Yuan's mind was filled with the words that he was willing to help her. She immediately calmed down and nodded like a chick pecking at rice.

Then she was picked up and laid flat on the sofa, and then he went to the bathroom.

Fu Yuan:?

In just a few seconds, Yan Yan came out.

She asked curiously, "What did you do?"

"handwashing."

Why wash your hands?

Fu Yuan didn't understand.

But after a while she understood.

… …

After it was over, Fu Yuan no longer knew whether it was day or night.

She was carried back to the bed in the master bedroom and had been changed into a different piece of clothing.

My face is still hot, as is my body, and the tingling and burning sensation doesn't seem to have subsided yet.

Her eyes were unfocused and she looked a little distracted.

It wasn't until the man raised his hand and knocked on the door twice that she came back to her senses.

"Are you hungry? Do you want me to cook for you or go out to eat?"

Yan Yan had changed his clothes and seemed to have just taken a shower. His cool blue hair was hanging down half-dry, making him look less cold and like a clean and refreshing male college student.

Fu Yuan's eyes unconsciously fell on his otherworldly and angelic face, and then slowly moved to his rosy, plump and sexy lips below.

Very beautiful mouth.

You can tell at first glance that he is very kissable and good at kissing.

It can make people feel like they are in ecstasy.

Her eyes met his, and the temperature on her face suddenly rose even higher. She was actually a little afraid to look at him.

Seeing this, Yan Yan smiled softly, walked to the bed and hugged her: "Baby, are you shy?"

Fu Yuan immediately said: "I didn't."

Loud voice, small momentum.

So cute.

Perhaps because they had just been intimate, his voice was unnaturally gentle and seductive: "So, did I do well just now?"

Like a kid who won a prize in an exam and asks adults to praise him.

Fu Yuan curled up in his arms, her whole body turned red like a shrimp, and bit him gently: "Don't ask again."

He stopped asking and stroked her long hair with a smile.