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35. Robbing wealth and color 5

However, such a guess seems unreasonable. Coming here was purely a spur-of-the-moment move. He didn't even guess it beforehand. Tang Yue probably didn't have such great powers to arrange for Qianxun here first.

This matter is not urgent, he will always find a way to investigate clearly.

She appeared next to him again and again, trying her best to stir up his mood, and ruined his heart three times in a row. She had to pay the corresponding price.

As for what to ask for as 'compensation', Fengxing had not thought about it for a while.

"If so, I don't have to squeeze into the closet with you. Shh, don't talk, someone is coming." Feng Xing leaned down, and the darkness in the closet covered most of his expression, not only did it not dilute his

Being strong makes people think that he is more dangerous, "You promise to keep quiet and I won't cover your mouth or knock you out. How about that?"

Although it was a question, it contained an implicit warning. He was clearly speaking sarcastically.

In other words, if she accidentally made a noise and exposed his position, he would silence her and knock her out to prevent her from doing anything bad.

Qianxun nodded. As expected, he was motionless. Even his breathing was extremely slow. It would be difficult to detect it unless you were close and listened carefully.

He who knows the current affairs is a hero. She has always understood this truth. When the situation is inferior to others, it is easier to protect oneself by obeying than by resisting.

Feng Xing pinched her little face with satisfaction, pushed the wardrobe slightly open, and observed what was going on outside through a narrow gap.

The huge bedroom became quiet.

The fresh fragrance of roses fills the air.

In the distance, there were chaotic footsteps approaching.

A man and a woman were entangled in a twist, kissing wildly, and took off each other's few clothes without any scruples.

When they arrived at the bedroom, both of them were disheveled and stumbled, knocking over the roses on the table and scattering them everywhere.

The expensive white roses were trampled into broken flowers on the ground, and their rich fragrance immediately made the atmosphere in the whole bedroom become charming.

Feng Xing watched without changing his expression, as if he was watching a show that was not good to watch. There was no attractive focus, and he was forced not to leave early, ending the double physical and psychological torture.

Qianxun was curled up in a deep position, and there was a big man staring at him with eager eyes. Naturally, she didn't dare to come over and watch together.

It was just a heavy moan that penetrated the ears uncontrollably. The moans that the woman unconsciously uttered after being pleased flowed in the quiet bedroom. Qianxun, who was passively listening to the corner, was blushing and trembling so violently.

Unable to resist her rising body temperature, her little body twisted uneasily, trying to change her position to make her embarrassed.

Feng Xing, who was beside him, opened his arms and hugged her tightly, not allowing her to move any further, lest she make any noise and disturb the man and woman who were already tumbling over on the big bed outside the closet.

"Don't be nervous, just think of it as watching a movie." He comforted her, if that could be called comfort.

She raised her thin eyebrows on the left side with a puzzled look on her face. Watching a movie? What kind of movie? She didn't understand.
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