As soon as the scream started, Xiao Feng subconsciously covered it with his hand and whispered: "Don't scream,"
"Uh-huh,"
Xiao Feng looked at the girl in front of him and couldn't laugh or cry. Why did she come to the villa? "Let go if you don't call me, okay,"
Murong Xue stared at Xiao Feng, her teeth itching with hatred. What was he doing lying on the door just now? This pervert, bad guy, and gangster came to live here by himself. It was a mistake. But now she had to bow her head and could only "Uh uh" twice means that you won't bark.
"Why did you come to the villa?" Xiao Feng slowly let go of Murong Xue's mouth and asked with a wry smile.
"Why can't I come," Murong Xue wiped her mouth and said angrily.
Xiao Feng took two steps back, his face not red and out of breath: "You can come, but there is a bathroom upstairs, why did you run downstairs? I thought you were attracting thieves. Fortunately, you came out early, otherwise I would have broken down the door. Went in to catch the thief,"
Xiao Feng knew that he had been bumped into by Murong Xue just now, so he could only shamelessly pass the responsibility to the 'thief'. Otherwise, his character would be really ruined. If a girl is taking a bath, and he is leaning on the door to listen, how can he act like a fool when word spreads out? .
"You...you are the thief," Murong Xue felt depressed and lifted the lace belt on her shoulders.
Murong Xue's movements caught Xiao Feng's attention. He really didn't look at her carefully just now, but when he looked at her, his eyes immediately widened.
Wearing a white gauze-like translucent nightgown, no, it should be said to be a nightgown. The skirt was very short, barely covering the roots of her fair and round thighs, blocking the spring light that was about to leak out. Looking up, Xiao Feng I have the urge to spurt blood, my sister, she is not wearing a bra.
Two pink buds, vaguely bulging, medium-sized breasts, propped up the translucent white gauze, which is particularly attractive, especially when paired with her wet hair, dripping with water, it looks like a The appearance of the hibiscus water immediately made Xiao Xiaofeng hold his head high and his chest high.
Murong Xue felt Xiao Feng's hot gaze and suddenly realized something. She looked down and opened her mouth to scream again. However, before she could open her mouth, a big hand covered her mouth again: Hmm Uh-huh...
"Don't scream, they are all asleep," Xiao Feng held Murong Xue's neck with his right hand, covered her mouth with his left hand, and shouted at the top of his voice.
"Hmm..."
"Uh-huh, uh-huh, it's not like I've never seen a woman before. You're not very attractive to me," Xiao Feng said without conscience, feeling his little brother getting even hotter.
Not to mention anything else, just talking about Murong Xue's aura as a big star can make countless men crazy about it. Why do those rich second-generation bosses like to support female celebrities? Think about it, a woman with thousands of idols What does it feel like to have a celebrity under you?
What, Brother Chun also has thousands of fans, forget it, Brother Chun, most men can’t fuck her.
Among the domestic female stars, Murong Xue is the second most popular and alluring. No one dares to claim to be the first. For example, once she went to Taiwan to perform, a Taiwanese boss offered her 8 million yuan. Just to invite Murong Xue to have a meal, of course, Murong Xue refused because she came to sing, not to accompany the wine.
To put it crudely, whoever can hold Murong Xue under his body will satisfy a man's great vanity. Xiao Feng is also a man. He really wants to hear Murong Xue's heavenly voice, but he and those The rich second-generation boss is different. He doesn't just want to get her body, but also her heart.
If at first Xiao Feng came into contact with Murong Xue purely for her body, then as the relationship deepened and the contact deepened, especially after he learned about her dream, he maintained his respect for Murong Xue from the bottom of his heart. I can unconditionally help Murong Xue, a girl who is fighting for her dreams.
But now, being in contact at such a close distance, Xiao Feng still had the instinctive reaction of a man. He wanted to pick up Murong Xue and throw her on the sofa, then tear open the translucent nightgown on her body, stand up and penetrate her. Her body is integrated with hers, listening to her natural sound of sex, it must be wonderful.
Murong Xue's mouth was covered by Xiao Feng, and she could only make a sound of "Uh-huh". However, her hands started to struggle, trying to get Xiao Feng to stay away from her. Such a close distance made her feel insecure, but , when her little hand touched a hot part of Xiao Feng, she pulled it back like an electric shock, and a trace of worry and fear flashed in her eyes.
Murong Xue is no longer a little girl, especially in the big entertainment industry, where she has seen too many things. Although she has always maintained her true intentions, this does not affect her ability to understand the rules of this circle. She knew Xiao Feng had reacted, and she was afraid of what would happen next.
Although the fear and worry in Murong Xue's eyes flashed past, Xiao Feng still keenly captured it. His newly ignited desire gradually extinguished. What happened to him? Is the sperm in his head? Did he help me? She really just wanted to get her body. After thinking about it, Xiao Feng slowly released his hand covering Murong Xue's mouth and took two steps back.
"I'm sorry," Xiao Feng looked at Murong Xue's beautiful face and said seriously, then turned around and quickly left the living room with the password box in hand.
Murong Xue looked at the living room door that was not closed, with a strange expression on his face. He said sorry to himself, just as he said to Han Shuang at the beginning, Xiao Feng is actually a good person.
Xiao Feng quickly left the villa, put the password box in the passenger seat, took out a cigarette lighter, and took a few puffs before he calmed down. Damn it, why did he offend her twice and three times? , after smoking a cigarette, he made a few gestures to the darkness around him and got into the Audi.
The Audi started up and left Phoenix Garden at a very fast speed, heading towards Taohua Hutong. There were elites sent by the Feng family, Tianmen family, and Wen family around the villa to protect the girls. He could go about his business with peace of mind. .
They were speechless all the way, and when they arrived at Taohua Hutong, Xiao Feng parked the car, took the password box out of the car, and opened the Zhuqi door with the key.
It was pitch dark in the house, with only the old locust tree swinging its branches and leaves. Mr. Jing's room was also dimly lit, and it seemed that he had rested.
Although it was very dark, it did not have any impact on Xiao Feng. He had lived here for so many years, and he could find his room with his eyes closed, unlock it, go in, and turn on the light.
All the decorations in the room have not changed, including the few books on the desk, which were placed in the same position as before. Xiao Feng looked at the familiar room, with a knowing smile on his lips, and slowly sat on the sofa.
"You're back," Old Jing's voice sounded at the door.
Xiao Feng smiled, knowing that he could not hide his return from Mr. Jing, "Well, this is my home, of course I have to come back."
"Haha, then why are you renting a villa again and causing so much trouble now?" Mr. Jing came in from outside wearing a nightgown, with a rosy face and bright eyes.
Xiao Feng took out his cigarette and lit it, and took two puffs: "It's just more convenient to live outside. I'm sorry, old guy, for disturbing your sleep."
Mr. Jing sat on the sofa and looked around: "I haven't entered your room for half a year."
"Well," Xiao Feng touched the coffee table. It was spotless, without a trace of dust.
"Belle helped you clean it,"
"When will Belle come back?"
"I don't know, she didn't give me the exact date,"
"I have a hunch that Belle is not in Tokyo,"
"If she's not in Tokyo, then where will she go?" Mr. Jing frowned slightly and looked at Xiao Feng: "Belle has never lied to me since she was a child. She will not lie to me."
Xiao Feng nodded: "I hope my intuition is wrong, old guy, I'm going to Mount Tai tomorrow, so I'll put these things here first."
"Well, Ah Feng, how do you plan to deal with the Xie family?"
"Haha, let's take the heat out of the cauldron," Xiao Feng smiled coldly.
What kind of person is Mr. Jing? Xiao Feng just said this and he understood what was going on. He nodded: "A small Xie family is just your beginning. Remember, your battlefield is not in Jiuquan."
"I know, but I can't rush it,"
Mr. Jing chatted with Xiao Feng for a while, then yawned and stood up: "I am old and not in good spirits. I went back to sleep. Will you sleep here tonight?"
Xiao Feng thought for a while and nodded: "Yes, I'll stay."
Mr. Jing left, Xiao Feng closed the door, turned around and picked up the password box, hit the bedside with his right hand several times in a regular pattern, and the sofa slowly fell down.
When Mr. Jing moved into this old house, he personally improved the entire house and set up traps and secret passages in several main rooms just in case of emergencies. Although the secret passages were never used, the traps in the rooms were. It has become a good place to hide things.
The rooms of Mr. Jing, Xiao Feng and Jing Beier all have secret rooms. In addition, there is Mr. Jing’s underground treasure room. Before leaving, Xiao Feng thought about it and decided to put some important things away. Come back here to avoid any accidents.
The basement of Xiao Feng's room is about ten square meters. There are several boxes and shelves inside. On the shelves are his collection of cold weapons and firearms. The most eye-catching one is undoubtedly the one in the middle. The shape of the 'Qinglong Yanyue Sword' is almost the same as that of Guan Erye.
Xiao Feng looked at his collection and grinned, touching this and playing with that. Each item had its own memory. Finally, he put the password box aside, thought about it, and picked it up from the shelf. Take down a box, inside which lies a beautifully styled revolver and 18 rounds of special bullets.
Xiao Feng took the box out of the basement, placed the box on the bed, went to the bathroom and took a cold shower, then returned to the bed and picked up the box again.
"The soul-chasing gun, the soul-chasing gun, never fails," Xiao Feng muttered, and took out the revolver. The ivory handle felt particularly comfortable. He opened the wheel, put the bullets in one by one, and gently Turn the lower wheel and it will snap into place again.