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"Wait, there is one more thing!!!" Lan Yichen looked at Can Jian's leaving figure and suddenly thought of something, so he stopped him.

Can Jian turned around and looked at him with some confusion.

Lan Yichen thought about it sideways, and said, "I want to leave here, can you do it???"

After finishing speaking, Lan Yichen, who couldn't get an answer for a long time, looked up at Can Jian, only to find that Can Jian's dark eyes were staring at him in the dark, and the scorching temperature inside made him startled.Following Can Jian's gaze, Lan Yichen lowered his head to look, then raised his head to look at Can Jian suspiciously, really couldn't figure out what Can Jian was looking at.

Lan Yichen coughed in frustration: "Cough...that, Can Jian, what are you looking at so engrossed???"

Hearing Lan Yichen's question, Can Jian's eyes sank, and a few blush appeared on his handsome and indifferent face.

Can Jian's reaction made Lan Yichen dumbfounded again, that Can Jian, who was as silent as a stinky stone and a bit indifferent, would blush? ? ?Looking down at himself again, Lan Yichen smiled foolishly, he thought he knew what Can Jian was looking at!!!

At this time, Lan Yichen was half sitting and half lying on the bed, his loose long hair made him look lazy and charming, coupled with his beautiful face, it was enough to captivate the soul, and his sitting posture made him look so charming The collar on his chest is slightly open, revealing white tender and smooth breasts, pale texture, delicate and lovely collarbone, and the light red rose on his shoulder (it was the place where Xia Hou bit him, and after leaving the scar, Lan Yichen tried to find a way Make it a tuan of a rose...).

For some reason, seeing Can Jian, Lan Yichen wanted to show all kinds of emotions on his indifferent face. Now that he has caught such a good opportunity, he will naturally not let it go.

Seemingly inadvertently, Lan Yichen raised his arm, the sleeves slid down to reveal his white and flawless forearm, he used his naked fingers to brush his hair, his fair fingers were reluctant to part with combing the black hair, the white and tender hand The whiter the hair, the darker the ink-colored hair, slightly raised his lips, and Lan Yichen asked in a soft voice: "Can Jian, am I beautiful (Xiao Chenchen...be careful, he's just a boy...a certain smile is weak say.)?"

Can Jian was stunned for a moment, then he replied in a daze: "Beautiful, (as expected a pair...a certain smile black line)"

Holding back his laughter, Lan Yichen continued to ask: "Then, am I beautiful, or are you (I... sweat...)?"

Canjian is covered with black lines.He is an indifferent and handsome killer who is called beautiful? ? ?He didn't want Lan Yichen to be so thin and handsome, he was a cold man, even a woman with his momentum and personality would not be called beautiful, besides, he was still a man? ? ?Can Jian replied in an extremely cold tone: "I'm not beautiful!!!"

Slightly lowering his head, letting his long black hair hide the weird expression on his face, Lan Yichen stepped off the bed gracefully, walked slowly to Can Jian, raised his head halfway, and looked at him charmingly, pink The transparent fingertips frivolously caressed Can Jian's jaw, leaning his head against Can Jian's arms, Lan Yichen said in a bewitching voice: "But, people think Can Jian is so beautiful!!! )"

Can Jian's body was stiff, his breathing was a little disordered, he couldn't help frowning, and said coldly: "Stop!!!"