"My master usually treated us well, but now he died unjustly, and we want to avenge him."

"Avenge the master and kill the murderer"

Yes, I want to avenge my father.

Zheng Xiyuan stood up and stared at Xiaofeng bitterly, "You killed my father."

"He was looking for death himself and hit the knife hard." Xiaofeng fiddled with his fingernails leisurely without even looking at her.

Zheng Xiyuan was furious, waving her fists and shouting, she rushed towards Xiaofeng, "I'll kill you."

"Hehe", Xiaofeng laughed lewdly, and when Zheng Xiyuan rushed to him, he stretched out his hand to hold Zheng Xiyuan's wrist, and pushed it into his arms.

"Ah!" Zheng Xiyuan's body ran into Xiaofeng's arms. To outsiders, it looked like she was actively throwing herself into Xiaofeng's arms.

As soon as the master died, the young lady threw herself into the arms of the enemy who killed her father. Is it a honey trap?

Bo.

Xiaofeng took advantage of the situation and sipped on Zheng Xiyuan's little mouth, "Hey, it smells so good."

"You stinky thief, let me go," Zheng Xiyuan blushed with shame. Her father had just died, and she was killed by his murderer and took advantage of it. If her father had known about it, I wonder if he would have survived in anger.

"Xiyuan, we are so familiar. I have never seen that part of you. Why didn't you call me a thief before?"

"I...I hate you so much." Zheng Xiyuan struggled to get away, but couldn't kill him. Thinking about it, she blamed herself. If she hadn't brought Xiaofeng home, her father would not have died.

"Woooo..."

"Hey, look at those tearful eyes, I'm almost heartbroken to death."

Xiaofeng's playful words one after another were like steel needles piercing Zheng Xiyuan's heart. The pain was so painful that she couldn't breathe. She stared blankly at the man in front of her who she had fallen in love with forever. Zheng Xiyuan murmured, "Do you remember?"

"Hold on, I won't let you go even if I'm a ghost." After saying that, he opened his mouth to bite you.

Damn it, I'm going to bite my tongue and commit suicide.

Oops, the joke is too big.

Xiaofeng had no time to stop her. At the critical moment, he pressed his big mouth against Zheng Xiyuan's warm mouth, and stuck his tongue into Zheng Xiyuan's warm mouth, tightly wrapping around the sweet tongue to prevent her from breaking free.

"Uh huh..." Zheng Xiyuan's eyes widened. She was such a slut that she wouldn't even let me die. After some entanglement, Zheng Xiyuan became a little emotional. Her body gradually became soft and warm.

No, he is my father-killing enemy. How could I have such shameless thoughts?

I struggled hard and the back of my hands were tightly clenched, unable to open.

After kicking her twice with her feet, she was clamped by his legs again, unable to move either.

I will bite you to death. If you die while kissing, it will be an advantage for you.

Thinking of this, Zheng Xiyuan closed her mouth suddenly.

"ah!"

Xiaofeng screamed miserably.

Damn it, you are trapped in a cocoon. This bitch is ruthless enough.

"Xiyuan, let go"

"If you don't let go, I will bite you to death."

One of the two had his tongue bitten, and the other didn't dare to loosen his teeth. Their words turned into the sound of bees flapping their wings. The servants couldn't hear what they were saying, and they all thought the young lady was using a beauty trick.

, take the opportunity to take that man's life to avenge the master.

"Your father is not dead"

"What did you say?"

"Your father is not dead." Xiaofeng was anxious, fearing that she wouldn't understand, so he quickly let go of Zheng Xiyuan and pointed at Zheng Mingguo on the ground.

"I don't believe it." How could my father not be dead? I saw his smoke with my own eyes. This must be a trick of the evil thief. I can't let him go. Once I let him go, I will never have the chance to take revenge.

"Really, your father is not dead"

Zheng Xiyuan recognized Xiaofeng's trick. Not only did she not let go, but she even increased her strength.

A salty taste filled their mouths.

Both of them knew that this was the smell of blood.

Damn, this is a rhythm that wants me to be mute!

Xiaofeng had no choice but to poke Zheng Xiyuan's Tanzhong point with a finger.

"Ah!" A heartbreaking pain shot straight into her heart, and Zheng Xiyuan couldn't help but open her mouth and scream in pain.

With this mouth open, Xiaofeng quickly retracted his tongue, stretched out his hand to touch, and could clearly feel two teeth marks.

"You're crazy. Didn't I tell you that your father is not dead? Why are you still biting so hard?"

Zheng Xiyuan saw that Xiaofeng didn't look serious and didn't look like he was telling lies. She was stunned for a moment and said, "What do you mean? Just kill me if you want. What kind of conspiracy is this? I won't fall for you anymore."

After being fooled for a while, his heart was broken and his father was killed. Zheng Xiyuan was not that stupid. She fell into trouble twice in a row with a man.

"Who is playing tricks? If you don't believe me, just come with me." Damn, it really hurts. Every time I say a word, my tongue hurts. That person who said that the fingers are connected to the heart should be the tongue is connected to the heart.

That's right.

Zheng Xiyuan felt relieved when she saw Xiaofeng opening his mouth and not daring to close it. While she was relieved, she also believed Xiaofeng's words, "I want to see what tricks you want to do."

Not a damn good deal.

I won't do anything good next time.

Xiaofeng muttered as he walked, came to Zheng Mingguo and squatted down.

"What do you want to do?", the butler reached out to stop him.

"What are you doing, save your master?" Xiaofeng pushed the butler's arm away angrily. He reached out and pulled out the knife inserted into Zheng Mingguo's chest.

It was thrown to the ground with a clang.

"Huh? Miss, why does this knife have no tip but only a handle?"

Zheng Xiyuan looked at the half-cut blade and asked, "What's going on?"

snort!

Xiaofeng waved his hand, and a white light shot out from his sleeve. It flashed past everyone's eyes and hit the solid wood dining table.

Everyone was stunned for a while, then someone came to their senses, walked to the dining table and took a lot of effort to pull out the tip of the knife and handed it to Zheng Xiyuan's hand.

Zheng Xiyuan became more and more puzzled and kicked Xiaofeng's butt, "What on earth is going on?"

"Hiss... you are sick!" Xiaofeng turned around and glared at Zheng Xiyuan angrily.

"Why are you so fierce! I'm not using any strength." Unknowingly, Zheng Xiyuan's tone softened, even with a hint of coquettishness.

Maybe in her heart, she already believed Xiaofeng's words that her father was not dead.

"I'm too lazy to pay attention to you." Xiaofeng turned his head, tapped Zheng Mingguo's chest twice, and massaged it for a while. "Okay, your father will wake up soon."

"Really?" Zheng Xiyuan exclaimed.

"Believe it or not"

"I believe it, I believe it," Zheng Xiyuan nodded happily.

"Now you know you believe me. Why didn't you believe me just now?" Xiaofeng curled his lips in dissatisfaction and whispered softly, "You also said you love me to death, don't you?"

Although the voice was very low, everyone heard it, including Zheng Xiyuan.

"Why are you like this! You say anything." These words were spoken by the two Wushan girls, Zheng Xiyuan, when they flew to the Peak of Bliss. At this time, Xiaofeng stabbed them in the face in front of so many people.

Naturally, I felt hot.

Just when Zheng Xiyuan was feeling shy.

"Well..." Zheng Mingguo made a soft sound in his throat, and then opened his eyes.

"Wake up, the master is awake, the master is not dead"

The servants huddled together, laughing and crying.

"Dad..." Zheng Xiyuan covered her mouth in surprise to prevent herself from crying.

"Am I dead? Why are you here too? Could it be that you were killed by that wanted criminal? Where is my poor daughter? Was she also murdered?" Zheng Mingguo looked at the familiar people gathered in a circle in front of him.

Face, he sat up with a huff.

"Dad, I'm here, we are not dead." Zheng Xiyuan pushed away the servant and reached out to help her father, but she stopped midway.

"The tree wants to be quiet but the wind doesn't stop; the child wants to be raised but cannot be kissed. Xiyuan, have you forgotten what you said before?" Xiaofeng sighed quietly.

"Dad," Zheng Xiyuan cried out sadly without any further hesitation, threw herself into her father's arms and cried loudly.
Chapter completed!