V2.Chapter 659

Shangguanjing's villa has three floors. Wang Fan remembers that the place where she met shangguanjing before was her study on the second floor, and her bedroom is next to the study.

Wang Fan and Qian Xue, wearing night clothes, did not enter through the main gate. After all, they still don't know whether the ghost uncle's business is sun Hesheng's behind the scenes. Wang Fan and Qian Xue are not sure whether they are enemies or friends, so they are always right to be careful.

Flying claw was thrown out of the snow, caught on the eaves of the third floor, after a climb, Wang Fan came to the second floor of the study window.

It has to be said that as an excellent killer, Qian Xue's skill is really good. In Wang Fan's opinion, what is difficult to do is light as a swallow, but Qian Xue is effortless.

The first step to climb up the second floor of Qianxue, not only all the actions at one go, without the appearance of procrastination, she even easily opened the locked window.

When Wang Fan climbed up the second floor, Qian Xue had already done some investigation in the study.

"Shh"

Qian Xue in the house saw Wang Fan coming into the house from the window. He made a silent gesture to him in the dark, and then pointed to the position next door.

Standing in the window, Wang fan saw the reminder of Qianxue, quickly and carefully turned over the windowsill, and crept to Qianxue's side.

"There's someone next door." Qian Xue said in a low voice.

"That's shangguanjing's bedroom." Wang Fan nodded back.

"There are men." Qianxue added.

Hearing Qian Xue's words, Wang Fan's eyes were wide open. He quickly held his breath and quietly went to the wall to listen to the voice next door.

Obviously, the sound insulation effect of the wall of the study is not good. Wang Fan, who is standing beside the wall, just sticks his ear to it and hears the sound coming from the next room.

"Come on, little beauty, let me kiss you."

In a trance, a man's voice rang out next door.

Surprised, Wang Fan's eardrum is buzzing. He hears the man's voice, which makes his heart pull up.

Songzhuang!

The man next door is Songzhuang, which Wang fan is familiar with.

The room just separated by a wall is shangguanjing's bedroom in Wang Fan's memory. So the little beauty in the mouth of Songzhuang is shangguanjing, the owner of this villa?

At the thought of shangguanjing, Wang Fan's mind came up with her appearance.

With her delicate facial features, well groomed hair, tasteful clothes, and her aloof expression, Shangguan's quiet and elegant temperament is displayed everywhere.

And Song Zhuang!

At this time, she was in Shangguan's quiet room and called her "little beauty" shamelessly!

It's just an intolerable thing!

At this time, Wang Fan frowned tightly, and his heart was full of the hatred of Songzhuang. He wanted to show up immediately and drag Songzhuang out of bed.

"This beast! He must have taken advantage of others' danger by means of despicable means

At the thought of this, Wang Fan's face was even more gloomy. He pulled out his waist and turned to go to the next room to save the beauty.

"What are you doing?" Standing beside Wang Fan, Qian Xue stops Wang Fan.

"Help Wang Fan replied.

"Stop!" Thousand snow cold voice says.

Qian Xue's voice was as cold as ice and snow. In the eyes behind the mask, there were many cold lights shining on Wang Fan's face.

"It's a villain who can't help you when you see death!" Wang Fan said hatefully.

"Three or four is a scum man!" Thousands of snow mercilessly back.

"Shangguanjing must have been drugged by Songzhuang. We want to negotiate with sun Hesheng. This is an opportunity!" Wang Fan frowned and explained quickly.

Waiting for Wang Fan's Qianxue, he put his bitterness in his chest and said, "do you want to negotiate with sun Hesheng or collude with shangguanjing?"

Hearing what Qian Xue said, a layer of sweat came out on Wang Fan's head. He looked down at the bitterness of his chest and looked up at Qian Xue with a mask.

Although can't see the expression on Qian Xue's face, but from her killing eyes, Wang fan can still detect how angry Qian Xue is at this time.

Raise the hand to scratch the short hair on the head, Wang Fan secretly wiped the sweat on the head, the tone is calm to say: "I to your heart, the sun and the moon can learn!"

"Fart!" Thousand snow cursing, the cold in the eyes, there is no relaxation.

As soon as Qian Xue's voice fell, she heard a woman's delicate voice in the next room: "hate, you will bully others!"

"Slut!" The woman's voice just fell, thousand snow followed by a curse, and then defiantly looked at Wang Fan.

At this time, Qian Xue's meaning is very obvious. She is laughing at Wang Fan in front of her eyes and laughing at his previous guess that shangguanjing was drugged.

Shangguanjing's ambiguous words are enough to prove that what is happening in the next room is not a conspiracy, but a man's and woman's love of his own free will.

Wang Fan, who also heard the voice next door, couldn't believe it was true. He couldn't believe it. How could the elegant shangguanjing take a fancy to Songzhuang.

But the woman's delicate voice, and really poured into his ears, this let Wang Fan also don't know how to explain.

"Listen to the water

"Damn it! It must be that Songzhuang used the most advanced obedient water to make shangguanjing such a woman, who has no reason to agree to do this kind of thing with him in bed! "

Suddenly thinking of the commodity introduction he saw on a treasure, Wang Fan felt sick in his heart and felt dizzy in his head.

Holding Qianxue and kuwu's hand, Wang Fan said in a low voice: "shangguanjing must be controlled by Songzhuang. Qianxue, listen to me, there is a kind of overpowering drug called obedient water, that is

Don't wait for Wang Fan to say more, thousand snow eyes a stare, ferocious teach a way: "you dare to say more, I will kill you now!"

"This..."

Seeing that Qianxue didn't mean to joke, Wang Fan had to swallow the words again.

At this time, there was a rustling sound in the next room, which sounded like the friction between the bed legs and the ground, or the swing of the wooden bed.

"Your uncle's, Songzhuang!"

Wang Fan, who was familiar with this kind of voice, obviously thought of what was happening in the next room.

However, his chest was full of bitterness. No matter how unwilling he felt, he could only stand here quietly, listening to the creaks coming from the next room.

Two rooms, separated by a wall.

Two men and two women, on one side and the other side of the wall.

Everything is like the arrangement of fate, some people are happy, some people are sad, and some people feel very sad.

"Ah"

I don't know how long later, Song Zhuang's voice of satisfaction came from the darkness, followed by a movement of turning over.

"All right! Now we can go over! " Thousands of Snow put away suffering, proud of Wang Fan said.