Evil Prince, Come Play With Me

“How can a person with a good health eat fat? Don't compare me to you. ”

Gu Beilu asked with a smile: "If you were fat, would you still like it? ”

Su Shen's eyebrows wrinkled slightly: “I can't be fat. Don't ask this level question. ”

Baoyaolian looked at Su Shenzhen on the side of his head. This long figure, dressed in skinny clothes, took off all the muscle of the pigeon, and his muscles were well organized. He all wanted to bite.

If she got fat, would she still like it?

This question... she really didn't think about it.

Probably not. At least she can't be fat before. She doesn't like being fat herself, and she can't tolerate Su God's annoyance becoming like that.

The idol will collapse like that.

Su Shen slapped her in the head: “You really want to! Return that damned thought to me. My lord will always be a Fang Hua Gen. ”

Baoyaolian nodded seriously: “Young Master has always been so ancient, how could he become fat paper, absolutely impossible. ”

To be as fat as she is, she accepts incompetence.

So Su Shen was tired of abandoning her fat, and she also felt it was quite normal.

“Tsk, it's hard to say what's going on in the world. Even if he's not fat, he could ruin his face. Maybe there's a pit face beneath his mask. Look, he can't even take off his mask.” Gu Bailu ate and moaned.

Su Shen glanced at her coldly: “Eat your meal, you can't even shut your mouth. If you don't take the mask, you're afraid you'll want to remarry. ”

“Ha... ha..." Gu Beilu Lianha cried three times: “Talk to your conscience and say, who dares to say more about your face than my king? I dare to bet my head. ”

Su Shen snorted coldly: “Don't try to excite me, eat your meal. ”

Baoyaolian stood aside: “Lulu, I disagree with you. My young honor is definitely not a crater face. At best, it is a little shady and sunny, wearing a mask all day without sun, it may be a little too white. ”

Gu Beilu glared at him and looked at Su Shenzhen with interest.

“Why didn't I think about this... Young Master, take it off and see if it could really be Yin Yang's face. ”

“Bullshit.” Su Shen was tired of rubbing Yao Lian's hair: “Then again, let's see how Ben Zheng cleaned you up at night. ”

Baoyaolian blushed and glanced at him: “Lulu is here, don't respect you... what nonsense. ”

“I don't have a yin and yang face, next time you mention it, you're dead.” Su Shen was a little irritated.

He's upset because he's a little shady.

The mask is worn here, so the skin will be a little whiter than the other half of the face that is exposed, although not obvious, there is still a slight difference to be seen carefully.

Others may not see it, but Sullian and his neck intersect each other, so close together, you can definitely see it.

He had to find a way to get this side of his face back so that Sullian wouldn't notice his flaws.

He is the lesser honor of the Fanghua Era.

Baoyaolian nodded: “I get it. ”

Gu Beilu obviously disbelieved: “Young Master, this is a matter of common sense. There must be a difference between wearing a mask and an unobstructed face. You won't take it off for another day. It must be whiter than this one. It's definitely a yin and yang face. Lotus, think clearly. Don't like such a young Master. ”

Su God's face went dark, and Baoyaolian felt he was going to get angry.

Hurry up and grab his arm and say, "I love what you've become. ”