Negative pet

Although she wore a petticoat, unlike the first day when she only wore a small dress, the blush still climbed up her earlobe.

After taking off the hospital gown, the light yellow silk petticoat completely fell down and covered her knees.

Duan Yan'an carefully put her right hand on first, and then slowly put it on for her. When he straightened her collar, he discovered her blushing earlobes.

He covered his eyes with a smile, and said softly: "It turns out that Wanwan, who is unscrupulous, will also be shy at times."

Jiang Ci suddenly raised his eyes to look at him, his eyes seemed unconvinced.

"Then I haven't let a man see it like this before, of course... I won't get used to it."

After that, she looked away inexplicably guilty again.

He slowly bent down, his forehead lightly rested between her brows, and the hand that was placed on her neck slowly moved up to the side of her earlobe, stroking gently.

His hands were cold, but the temperature didn't fade at all.

"Then you know, what will happen after seeing it?"

Jiang Ci also turned to look at him, with a little smile in his eyes, and responded to him bluntly: "I know...but I like you, so it doesn't matter."

Such an answer undoubtedly aroused his desire.

He moved down slowly, and his lips touched her lips lightly for a shallow kiss, and then slowly turned to a deeper exploration.

Before stepping back, Duan Yan'an lightly pecked those crimson lips again.

"...There is someone." Jiang Ci glanced at the person standing at the door and reminded him in a low voice.

Then he straightened up and looked back, only to find Lin Shishen standing in front of the door in a daze.

"Ahem..." Lin Shishen coughed twice, "Why don't we come back later?"

Lin Qiao, who was standing behind, pursed her lips and chuckled, pushed him aside, and walked in by herself.

"A Ci, how is your injury?" She immediately broke the deadlock.

"It's starting to heal."

Lin Qiao's brows were still bright, and she raised her hand to tuck her hair behind her ears.

"That's good." She looked back at Duan Yan'an, "Then let's go?"

Duan Yan'an then took a step forward and told her in a low voice: "Don't move your right arm for a while, huh?"

"it is good."

After that, the four of them left the hospital together.

And a few days later, Gu Zhi, who had been staring at the dance hall for a long time, finally had something to do.

In the backstage of the music and dance hall, Xie Wenman just came back from the stage, and several exquisite gift boxes were placed on her dressing table.

"Who sent this?"

"It was given by Mr. Feng." After the little assistant finished speaking, she turned to remind her, "Sister Wenman, the manager asked you to entertain Mr. Feng."

"Mr. Feng..." She suddenly felt uneasy in her heart.

Xie Wenman didn't have time to change his clothes, so he was led to a separate room on the second floor.

In the room, there was a man in a black leather jacket, with two slender legs intertwined and stacked on the coffee table. His dark complexion made his facial features deeper and more three-dimensional, and his tiny eyes seemed to be impatiently watching the performance on stage.

"Mr. Feng." The manager came in and reported, "Miss Xie is here."

Xie Wenman outside the door felt uneasy, and after the manager left the room, he signaled her to go in with his eyes.

She pushed the door open and entered, and the man who was lazily leaning on the pillow raised his eyes to look at her.

"...Miss Xie." He stood up immediately, with a smile in his eyes, but it was dangerous, "I'm going to Fengyexi."

Xie Wenman raised her eyes in shock, and said dumbly: "Feng Yexi..."

Feng Mingxian's son...

"It seems that Ms. Xie has heard of me." Feng Yixi frivolously twisted her earrings with her index and middle fingers, "Do you like those jewelry?"

She forced a smile and said, "Young Master Feng loves you so much, but Wen Man really can't bear it."

Feng Yexi laughed casually.

"I can bear it, why can't I bear it?" He let go of her, turned around and picked up the cigarette on the table, and lit the fire casually, "Come and sit, it's uncomfortable to wear such high shoes."

Xie Wenman sat on the far side cautiously.

"Have you heard of Duan Yan'an?" The white mist he spit out surrounded her, making her feel uncomfortable.

"Young Marshal Duan has been here for some time, everyone knows that."

Hearing this, Feng Yixi sneered, "Hmph...just a pious hypocrite, nothing more."

Xie Wenman raised her phoenix eyes slightly, and glanced at the person with a bad complexion, suddenly she had a plan in her heart.

"Young Marshal Duan is outstanding in talent and appearance. He has been in office for several years, but he has always kept himself clean. There is no concubine or confidante in the Nanting Mansion, and he rarely even attends banquets. He..."

Before she finished speaking, the people next to her came over.

"What? Listening to Miss Xie's tone, is it a secret promise?" Feng Yixi then threw away the cigarette butt in his hand, with a cold smile in his eyes, "Clean and clean? He just likes power more than women... How noble do you think he is?"

Xie Wenman wanted to stand up, but he suddenly pulled her into his arms.

"Master Feng, please let me go!" She struggled outward.

She originally wanted to intensify the conflict between him and Duan Yan'an, but she involved herself in it.

Feng Yexi clamped her delicate chin severely, and forced her to look at him: "Let go of you? Is I not better than Duan Yan'an? Don't worry, I won't treat you badly."

"Master Feng, please respect yourself!"

Xie Wenman broke free, but he tore off the button of the collar. She immediately put her hands on her chest, and just as she retreated to the door, he pushed her to the door again.

"I can't count the number of women I've seen." He didn't seem to be annoyed at all, and the smile in his eyes deepened, "The one who dares to resist me...you are the first one."

"let me go!"

She clenched her neckline desperately, and finally reached the doorknob with her other hand.

As soon as the doorknob was loosened a little, the door was pushed open by a force of gravity, followed by flashing lights one after another.

"Excuse me, are you really Feng Yexi?"

"What's your relationship with Miss Xie?"

"Why did Young Master Feng come to Yandu?"

……

A bunch of newspaper reporters asked questions in a hurry.

Xie Wenman took this opportunity to squeeze out from the crowd.And Feng Yexi, whose interest was spoiled, narrowed his eyes dangerously.

"Young...young master." Zheng Zhi, who followed him, stepped forward and rushed the group of reporters, "Get out!"

But how can the reporter who has not found a big melon easily let it go, and still fight for the ground to shoot.

"boom!"

With the sound of a gunshot, the noisy room suddenly fell silent, and the man standing at the front had already fallen into a pool of blood.

"Get out!" Feng Yixi said coldly.

The reporters came to their senses and fled in all directions.

At that time, a team of officers and soldiers had already entered the ballroom.

Feng Yexi in the room still had a gloomy expression.

"Who broke the news?"

Zheng Zhi came back to his senses in an instant, and replied tremblingly: "Master,...no one... spread your news."

He gave him a cold look, then got up, and as soon as he reached the door, a group of officers and soldiers broke in.

"Don't move!" Chen Fu didn't know about him, and only ordered, "Take the troublemakers away!"

"Do you dare?" Feng Yexi didn't bother to threaten him.

"Take it away." Chen Fu ordered again.

Not allowing him to resist, the master and servant were escorted to the police station in embarrassment.