Sweet seduction: The petite lady

Chapter 135
Song Shixu stood where he was, with his hands behind his back, and the lights behind him were flickering on and off, so he couldn't see her expression clearly.

But Ji Heng guessed that it must be a calculating person, with a bit of playfulness and coldness.

"Mr. Evans went out in the middle of the night and knocked them out..."

She looked at Ji Heng, spoke slowly, raised her eyebrows, and did not continue.

Ji Heng stood still, and Song Shixu suddenly screamed on purpose, waiting to attract someone.

Almost as soon as she screamed, Ji Heng was in front of her, and Song Shixu fought him for several rounds.

Although his skills are good, compared to Ji Heng, he is still not close.

She calculated this correctly, she only needs ten seconds or so, Zanbu and the others will come over by then, even if this Evans wants to kill people, he can't do it.

But she still underestimated Ji Heng's shamelessness, what's more, what's more, he is holding his own wife in his arms, what is Boss Ji afraid of?

He was not afraid of anything, and even felt that because of Song Shixu's deep penetration into danger and the time she was silent in his room, the anger that had been suppressed all day finally had a chance to come out.

Ji Heng reached out and pinched Song Shixu's cheeks, her thin lips covered her small mouth, domineering and arrogant, with a faint smell of tobacco, the mask rubbed against her nose, feeling cool.

Song Shixu didn't react, he just felt that this kiss was very familiar, but Ji Heng never smoked, and only had Leng Meixiang on his body, how could there be tobacco smell?
When she was stunned, the man in front of her attacked the ground, and the tip of her tongue had already pushed in. Song Shixu was furious, stretched out her hand to push him, and bit him mercilessly.

The smell of blood spread in the mouths of the two people, covering up the smell of tobacco, but he still didn't let go.

Song Shixu's eyes were cold, but his hands and feet were suppressed by him. He seemed to know what she was going to do, and he thought of a way to deal with it in advance.

She failed to attack, but was suppressed by him tightly, unable to move.

A short knife was sticking out from the cuff, Song Shixu turned his wrist slightly, Ji Heng frowned, stretched out his hand to hold her wrist, exerting a little strength.

Song Shixu felt the pain, and the dagger fell to the ground with a clang.

The man's strength also relaxed, and he stretched along the direction of her wrist twice, and stroked the tip of his tongue along the line of her lips, as if to comfort her.

This time was enough for Zanbu to bring people over, and the torches gathered together to illuminate the surroundings.

Song Shixu frowned and reached out to push him.

Ji Heng let go of her lips, but didn't let go of his hands. He wrapped his big hands around her waist, imprisoned her in his arms, and looked up at Zanbu.

Zanbu looked like he was watching the show, with a big knife on his shoulder, one hand on his hip, and his eyes turned around the two people.

The tip of her tongue touched her cheeks, her voice was playful, with a hint of coldness: "What's the matter? You've come here to pick up girls, is this business still worth talking about?"

"Forgive me, I hope to meet Mr. Cato now and explain the situation."

Ji Heng is always gentle and polite, with a noble and elegant body, just like a noble son of the upper class.

Most of the people who commented this way had never seen him with his head down and his hands wiped with blood all over his body.

To say that he is a Rakshasa in hell, I'm afraid even a Rakshasa is a bit inferior.

Seeing him like this, Zanbu looked them up and down, nodded and said, "Come with me."

(End of this chapter)