Chapter 457

"Merit value?" Miss Feng still feels strange to this word.

But this time, Jiang Wuchen didn't explain too much. He simply said, "in a word, don't ask about the future if you do good deeds. If you believe me, I'll take you flying!"

Miss Feng glanced. "Men always only say. But I believe you! No matter what you say, I believe it."

"Well? What if I say I always think of you!"

Miss Feng's pretty face suddenly turned red. She stood up from the ground and shook her slender skirt, "come!"

Jiang Wuchen narrowed his eyes, showed a evil smile, and walked forward, "I'm serious."

"Will you be responsible?"

"No, just run after playing." Jiang Wuchen said with a smile.

"Old rascal! Hahaha," said Miss Feng, suddenly turning and running behind her.

Jiang Wuchen chased up with an arrow step, stretched out his hand and grabbed Miss Feng's wrist. With a gentle pull, he pulled her into his arms.

Miss Feng's weak body was immediately attached to Jiang Wuchen. The huge elasticity in front of her chest made Jiang Wuchen's mind swing. She always thought Miss Feng was weak, but unexpectedly, she was still very expected.

Miss Feng has a red face and her eyes are staring at Jiang Wuchen.

The two people's chests are close together. Jiang Wuchen can feel Miss Feng's heartbeat accelerating, with a evil smile on his face, "you... Nervous."

Miss Feng Bei bit her lips with her teeth and looked serious. "Jiang Wuchen, if I... Really give it to you, do you really dare to take it?"

"You are a great country and a great city. I don't know how many men are eager to get you. When I first came to Chongyang Island, I heard that there is only one goal for martial arts cultivation here, to become a master and marry Miss Feng!"

"I'm serious. There's no element of joke!" Miss Feng breathed out like LAN. Her watery eyes seemed to be able to speak.

Jiang Wuchen grabbed her waist and pulled herself hard.

"Well!"

This slight movement made Miss Feng cry out. Her flat belly seemed to feel the uncontrolled free muscle growing on Jiang Wuchen.

"Ah! You..." Miss Feng's face was red and shy.

"On the first day I saw you, I had this feeling. It's strange..." Jiang Wuchen said with a smile.

"You are normal, no wonder!"

"No, it's strange!" Jiang Wuchen said, "I haven't been so impulsive to a woman for at least hundreds of years."

"Really?" asked Miss Feng in a low voice, blushing.

This is Jiang Wuchen's true feelings. Even in the face of the great temptation of Matsushima Jixiang, Jiang Wuchen can at least restrain himself even if he can't do it.

But in the face of Miss Feng, he was more and more difficult to restrain his behavior, and his feeling of being ready to move seemed to overflow at any time.

"Are you responsible?"

Jiang Wuchen shook his head, "not responsible."

"You..." Miss Feng's face was worried.

Jiang Wuchen said with a smile, "you should be responsible for me."

"I'm serious. Dare you make this promise?" Miss Feng leaned up on her own initiative, even stretched out her hands and hugged Jiang Wuchen's neck.

"If one day I am in danger, can you... Risk your life to save me?"

"Even if you go to hell, I can save you!" Jiang Wuchen hugged Miss Feng.

"Uh, no... are you kidding?"

"At this moment, how can you joke?"

"Come on..." Miss Feng closed her eyes and opened her mind.

Just then, Jiang Wuchen's mobile phone suddenly rang.

The extremely beautiful scene was immediately interrupted. Different people, Jiang Wuchen, set a different ringing tone. You can tell from the ringing tone that it was Murong Xue.

Jiang Wuchen took a breath and gently released Miss Feng.

Miss Feng turned around and ran into the bathroom. She slammed the door and leaned behind the door, panting. Her face was very hot. "Feng Yuyan, Feng Yuyan, you're not reserved. Did you give it to him? It was almost too dangerous just now, this guy..."

Miss Feng opened the door quietly, took a sneak look at Jiang Wuchen, and then closed the door. There was a touch of sadness on her face and a touch of happiness. "Jiang Wuchen, if you really want to get me, it's stronger. I don't want to hurt you. Time waits for no one..."

"Brother, where are you? I'm finished and want to find you!"

In the mobile phone, Murong Xue's pleasant voice came, and Jiang Wuchen scratched his head, "sorry, Xiaoxue, I have some things to deal with now. I'm afraid I don't have time these two days."

"Oh, the day after tomorrow is Christmas Eve. Do you have time? Shall I make an appointment in advance?"

Jiang Wuchen has no interest in foreign festivals. However, Murong Xue grew up abroad as a child. I'm afraid this festival is used to.

"The day after tomorrow... OK, there should be nothing the day after tomorrow." Jiang Wuchen said.

"I'll call you after work?"

"Yes!"

"OK, bye, brother," Murong Xue said.

Jiang Wuchen nodded, "bye."

They hesitated for a few seconds. Jiang Wuchen said, "why don't you hang up?"

"I'm waiting for you to hang up first."

"Er?" Jiang Wuchen suddenly had a beauty like first love.

Miss Feng had come out and stood in front of him with a smile on her face. "Which good sister is she?"

Jiang Wuchen hung up his mobile phone, "childhood sweetheart."

Miss Feng snatched away the mobile phone and checked the phone number, "Oh, Murong snow? Which Murong snow?"

"Don't you watch TV?" Jiang Wuchen smiled.

"Isn't Murong Xue the red and hot one now?"

"Exactly."

"Jiang Wuchen, you're too coquettish. Can you hook up with such a star?" Miss Feng was inexplicably angry. "You... Aren't an amorous person?"

Jiang Wuchen shook his head, "although I am not single-minded, I will not be indiscriminate."

"How many women do you want besides me?" asked Miss Feng.

Jiang Wuchen was stunned. Several women suddenly appeared in his mind, Murong Xue, Matsushima Jixiang, and even Zhong Zhenzhen and Li Li. However, the most impressive face was Meng youruo, who was cold and beautiful.

"Wow, are you really thinking about how many there are?" asked Miss Feng.

Jiang Wuchen shook his head, "I don't know. It's a headache to think about this. It belongs to us tonight, and then just now..."

"Take it easy. If you don't make it clear, I'll give it to you. You haven't even invited a meal, said a word I love you, and never sent a gift. I... shit, I'm too cheap," said Miss Feng.

Jiang Wuchen touched his nose. "It seems that you are in a bad mood today. Don't talk about it. Talk about business!"

"Talk about wool. If you don't make it clear, don't talk about anything!"

"There is a business, a huge business, which can earn a lot of merit value. Do you do it?" Jiang Wuchen asked.