Chapter 107： The most dangerous man (1)

107 The most dangerous man (1)

He stood at the window and looked at it stupidly, as if he saw the woman smile at him, with a bit of bitterness, a touch of sadness, and ... a distress.

"Rongle, is that you?" He was still not sure, she would come to him.

Under the sycamore tree, the woman smiled lightly, and her voice was like a natural sound, and she said, "It's me. I'll see you."

With just this sentence, his heart suddenly changed from cold to hot, like boiling water, he watched the woman step by step towards him, entered the room, came behind him, stretched out his hands from behind Hug him around the waist. His body shook violently, and his brain became muddy. He opened her hand, turned around, took her face, and kissed her lips. The deep pain and struggle that buried him in my heart tried to be firm with this kiss.

The woman trembled slightly and did not respond.

He kissed more and more violently, the passion was unbearable, and it was different from his usual gentleness.

It turned out that he also had such a passionate emotion, the woman passively endured his kiss, and Jiao Xun trembled under his palm, but his heart was sore and he consciously shed two lines of tears.

There was a salty wetness on Fu Zhao's lips, and for a moment, the spirits burning in his body burned his reason. The ** that could not be controlled once released could not make him think carefully.

"Rong Le." A deep gasp accompanied by a vague scream, he bent slightly, hugged her and hugged her, entered the bedroom, and placed her gently on the bed.

The thick mantle slowly closed, isolating them from the outside world. Fu Zhao was obsessed with the woman who had ordered him to be crazy, only to see her eyes dropped, her head to the side, her teeth biting her lips gently. He knew she didn't want to, she knew she didn't love him, but he wanted to indulge himself once and didn't want to worry about so much, he wanted her, only wanted her, even after that night, she might hate him and blame him, He couldn't control his intense desire for her at the moment. He had let her go three times, and this time, he didn't want to let her go.

He leaned down, kissed her body, and rubbed the woman's smooth and delicate skin with a big palm. The natural reaction of the woman's body made his uncontrollable happiness in his heart so trembling.

"Rongle, please call me a chip."

As soon as the woman's body trembled, she sobbed and called: "A chip."

That night, the phoenix was tumultuous and endless. The sky was dawning, and he fell to her side exhausted, in her ears as if exhausted the emotions of a lifetime, saying, "Rongle, don't hate me, I love you!"

When Fu Zhao woke up, his head sank as if he had been hit by a stick from the back of his head. He half-supported his body before he opened his eyes. He touched a piece of silky skin that was as soft as above. He took a moment's glance, and everything last night went through his mind like a dream, But it was enough to make his mind clear instantly. Even if it is a dream, it is a dream that is too beautiful to touch.

He slowly and slowly turned his head, his eyes gradually shifted, and when his eyes touched that beautiful face, his breathing almost stopped. A mood of ecstasy occupied his heart, and then calmed down, a little at a loss. The disorder after drinking is really true!

After a while she woke up, how should he face her? Say sorry to her? He seems to have been breaking her word!

The autumn sun shines through the cyan bed mantle and shines on the spacious large bed, and the light bright blue halo flows. He twisted his body and carefully traced her contours with her fingertips. They disappeared in a few days. He missed the transparent and sad expression hidden by her clear eyes, which made people feel the pain in her heart.

The woman seemed to feel his touch, Dai Mei frowned, her eyes opened immediately, and she was sternly alert, an expression that would only appear to someone who has been living in a state of alert for a long time after waking up.

When Fu Zhao froze, his hands froze. He felt nothing wrong. Rong Le generally woke up with no precautions. How could he be so alert and stern? His gentle brow frowned slowly, and the woman beside her opened her eyes and saw him. She quickly converged the sharpness in her eyes, smiled tenderly and affectionately, and shouted, "A chip."

The sound is also as good as natural sound, there is almost no difference, but he clearly heard the difference, one is a slightly low and cold, the other is lingering with love, the woman has the same face as her in front of her That glaze-like clear eyes. Fu Zhao's pupils shrank, his head rang, and he looked into the woman's eyes, and soon realized a fact that he absolutely did not want to believe: this woman, not her!

A raging sky of anger quickly burned from his heart, straight into his head, and his mild eyes became a little bit stingy. He squeezed the woman's slender neck abruptly with one hand, bruised with his hands, and opened his eyes, and threw the woman unceremoniously out of his bed.

"Your courage is really getting bigger! It's big enough to bully the Lord!"

"Bang!" The woman slammed heavily on the ground, bumping her head against the corner of the table near the window, and the blood suddenly flowed in her brain, dripping down the dark hair. She screamed in horror, and felt heartache. So quickly recognized! Compared with last night's gentle lingering, it is really different. A naked woman on the ground raised her hand and touched her face. How did he recognize it? This human skin mask is made from the smoothest and softest piece of skin that is cut off from a living person. It is light and thin, and there should be no flaws!

"Young Master, I ..." Yi Xiangrong's mark was trying to say something, but she was furious when she looked at Fu Zhao's eyes with such scorn, and she suddenly stopped. She knew that she had offended the most sacred territory in his heart that belonged to the woman in Qingyuan Garden.

At this moment, Fu Zhao couldn't tell what it was like. He thought he had got a beloved woman, but the woman who had spent the night with him was not her! And the struggle he made last night when he made such a difficult decision, the happiness and sweetness when she lingered with her, and the joy and sorrow after waking up today, so many emotions look like this in front of this cruel and ridiculous fact Funny! He doesn't love women, but he hasn't met a woman before, but this way can't be accepted by him.

The weather was warm outside, and the sun was spreading brightly, covering the whole world, but the spacious bedroom was cold and pressing, and the tiny rays of light could not reach the bottom of the man's heart.

Fu Zhao was very calm and scary. He looked at the perfect and impeccable Yi Rongshu of the woman on the ground, and suddenly turned to an idea.

He lifted the quilt, calmly put on a piece of clothes and got out of bed. He crouched in front of Henxiang, and squeezed her chin with one hand. He smiled mildly but made people feel creepy, and said, "Since you I like to impersonate her so much, that simply ... I'll do it for you. How about that plan, which will be executed by you? Even Ben will be able to be deceived by you, as long as he can't see your eyes and can't hear you, He must not know that you are not her. It is just that you can also try it out. You Qin family made ** san, and by the way ... I will give you some more. "

Chen Xiangjiao shook her body, staring at him as if she could not believe it, her eyes shed tears, and she smiled sadly: "Small master ... really cruel!"

Fu Zhao still smiled gracefully. At this moment, there was a sound of light footsteps outside, and he frowned, remembering that he had been ordered before drinking last night, and no one was allowed to enter the garden without his permission. He didn't immediately stand up, but just stared at the door to see who was so bold that he dared to disobey his orders. If at that time he knew who was coming in, he wouldn't be so calm.

The autumn breeze was slightly cool, and the leaves fell in succession. Today Man's steps are a little impetuous. She walks in Qinghe Garden and feels that some of the quiet surroundings are abnormal. Fu Tzu told someone to guard the Qingyuan Garden, and they were not allowed to go in and out at will, but she was instructed that she could not go anywhere, but she could only come to the Qinghe Garden.

Manyan bowed his head and walked straight to his resting room. The bedroom door was half open, and she thought he got up and walked in without saying hello, probably living together for the past few months, and was used to being casual. However, as soon as she entered the room, she called out "General" and was caught on the spot.

On the light gray floor tile, a woman was naked, sitting half-headed toward the doorway, she could not see the woman's face. Fu Tzu squatted next to the woman, holding the woman's chin in one hand. His hair was scattered, his clothes were disheveled, and his chest was bare. Let people see at a glance what happened.

Fu Zhao's body shook, and a moment of panic flashed in his eyes. He just remembered that only in this garden did she need to report. He quickly let go of the incense, stood up and found how uncomfortable he was at the moment, very upset in his heart, and grabbed his belt to fasten it.

When I saw Fu calmly calm and calm with such a panic expression, she turned back and said gently: "Sorry, disturbed." It was really helpless to encounter such an embarrassment.

Seeing that she turned and left, Fu Zhao chased out and took hold of her hand in the sycamore tree in the courtyard. She wanted to explain but couldn't speak. "Rongle, I ..." 2k novel reading network