The phantom of the snow dragon galloped down the long street like lightning.
In the driver's seat, Pamela, wearing a gorgeous snow-white dress, looked radiant. Perhaps, driving the expensive supercar reminded her of many past events and restored her confidence. She enjoyed the feeling of stepping on the accelerator and letting her golden hair fly in the night breeze.
Soon, the Snow Dragon Phantom slowed down, drove into Jing'an Lane, and slowly stopped in the alley next to a two-story building with a sign that read "Wang-Lu Law Firm".
On the other side of the car parking lot is the corner staircase leading to the second-floor balcony.
The street lights in the long alley make it seem a little dark.
"Would you like to come to my place for a cup of coffee?" Pamela turned around and asked Lu Ming.
“Not going anymore…” Lu Ming said casually as he unbuckled his seat belt, but when he turned around he was startled.
Pamela leaned against the car seat, leaning towards him, her chin supported by her snow-white hand, her slender index finger with silver nail polish held by her bright red lips, her pearly teeth gently biting her fingernail, her deep blue eyes like water, rippling with a unique brilliance, with an indescribable charm.
Lu Ming was stunned and his heart started pounding.
The fragrance was blowing in the air, and Pamela's exquisite face was getting closer and closer. Her bright red lips slowly pressed against Lu Ming's lips, and her pearly teeth bit Lu Ming's lower lip.
Lu Ming's head buzzed. The fragrant, soft and moist feeling made him open his mouth unconsciously to suck. The itchy feeling of his lips being gently bitten was even more stimulating.
Suddenly, Lu Ming caught a glimpse of the confusion in Pamela's eyes as she slowly closed her green eyes.
Pamela, who was leaning towards Lu Ming, dodged backwards before she fell, and was stunned. She opened her blue eyes and looked at Lu Ming with some confusion.
Lu Ming opened the car door and got out, "Okay, go back and have a rest."
The confusion and helplessness in Pamela's eyes suddenly made Lu Ming understand her abrupt behavior.
From the bottom of my heart, it would be wrong to say that she completely misunderstood me. After all, if she were a Western man, I might not be so nice to her.
Although she was getting more and more adept at using it, her identity as a Western beauty also brought her a lot of convenience.
But if I really have to say it, there is still the kind of opposite sex attraction complex involved. While helping myself, I was also helping her at the same time, and I got her gratitude, and there was also a vague little ambiguity. If she was a big toe picker, I would feel completely different.
This is human nature, and I am not a god beyond human nature.
But I have never thought about asking her to be my lover or something like that.
But Pamela probably felt that this was the most comfortable period of her life since she gave birth to Bessie.
It's not just about living conditions, but mainly, her life value is being reflected.
Moreover, Bisi and I are particularly close.
As for herself, at least she won't find it disgusting.
Therefore, she may have considered it for a long time. If she wants to continue this kind of life, then she can't pretend to be stupid. She is a traditional Western aristocrat. She feels that she has received such a great favor from me, so it is right for her to be my lover. Especially, it feels good to continue this kind of life.
But no matter how to say it, devoting oneself to oneself and being one's own lover is a subversive thing from her value perspective. Therefore, she is very confused, but it is precisely today that she has made up her mind.
Especially, when I went dancing with her just now, I felt a little embarrassed. While hugging this extremely beautiful Western beauty, I accidentally had a physical reaction, which was noticed by her.
My body is very weak, and the Chinese medicine I've taken recently doesn't seem to have helped me recover. But, after all, I'm at my age, full of vigor and vitality. The more I try to avoid contact with women, the stronger my reaction will be when my skin comes into contact with a sexy beauty.
This undoubtedly made Pamela misunderstand her own intentions even more.
Therefore, Pamela made up her mind to break the ambiguous window paper.
Of course, in the final analysis, it was because Pamela had a good impression of him. Otherwise, with her education since childhood and her inherent pride, she would never have done so.
Lu Ming pondered over it randomly, walked up the balcony stairs, looked at Pamela who was still a little disheveled in the car, rubbed his nose, and thought that I was a hypocrite, and this was not a question of whether I wanted to do it or not, but a question of whether I could...
…
He walked into the house with all sorts of thoughts in his mind. It was pitch black. Lu Ming pressed the switch of the wall light next to the porch, but the light didn't come on.
"Don't try. The electricity on the second floor is cut off. Let's find an electrician tomorrow!" Zhen's voice seemed a little different from her usual sweet moaning voice. It was a little cold.
"Oh..." Lu Ming looked towards the source of the voice. The moonlight was dim. He had been in the room for a while and could gradually make out the outline of a person.
But Zhen was seen standing in the middle of the room, wearing a graceful red skirt with fluttering silk ribbons.
Lu Ming was stunned for a moment, his heart suddenly tightened, and he vaguely thought of the day when Zhen was sleepwalking.
At this moment, not only did Zhen's beautiful eyes seem to be less tender and more cold, but her pretty face seemed to have more heroic spirit. Her curved eyebrows seemed to be slightly different, turning into tall and straight sword-like eyebrows.
"I didn't expect that you are such a lustful man, doing indecent things in public!" There was a hint of sarcasm in Zhen's words.
“Hanzhu…you…” Lu Ming rubbed his nose. It was something he had never seen before, and he could still be scolded by her.
"I'm not Hanzhu, I'm Bizhu!" Zhen said indifferently.
Lu Ming was stunned, "What are you talking about?" Ah, no way? Could it be a split personality
Hanzhu is the gentle and weak little girl of hers, but when her martial arts are awakened, she becomes such an unruly girl
Having watched a lot of fantasy stories in movies and TV shows in my previous life, I didn’t find it that weird, it’s just, unbelievable.
"Let me see where the power outage occurred..." Lu Ming's thoughts were a little confused. He turned around and wanted to go outside to get some fresh air and calm down.
"Someone cut off the power supply. It must be your enemy, Master!"
Lu Ming was startled, stopped, turned around, and chanted "Amitabha" in his heart. He still remembered to call himself "Master", so that was good.
If the "young master" she was sleepwalking about that day wasn't herself, then today would be a lot of fun.
"Who cut off the power? Are you okay?" Lu Ming asked, thinking wildly.
"This guy did it!" Zhen pointed downwards with her slender hand.
Only then did Lu Ming notice that next to Zhen's delicate embroidered shoes, there was a bulging sack on the side of the sofa.
"Did he say who it was? Who ordered it?" Lu Ming asked, his mind quickly turning to the present. He really didn't have any enemies here.
The only family that can be considered as such is the Liu family, right? Young Master Liu Hanliang wanted to get his hands on Bisi, but he made a fool of himself.
His cousin Liu Hanming's litigation firm was also defeated by him, and in the past two days he also took on a fatal case for Liu Hanming to prosecute.
"I didn't find out the answer because he was too weak to be beaten. When I woke up, he was sneaking into the room. I just hit him lightly and he died!" Zhen looked at her own snow-white hands and shook her head helplessly.
Lu Ming was stunned. What? Killed with a slap? How much strength does it take? Nine Yin White Bone Claw? Looking at this beauty, he suddenly felt a little scared.
"However, he brought weapons and kerosene. It seems that he intends to kill and burn people, not ordinary petty theft. Therefore, he must be your enemy."
Lu Ming frowned. If it was really the Liu family who did this, it would be too overbearing. Would they kill people and burn down houses
But come to think of it, it was most likely that the playboy Liu Hanliang's own idea. People like Liu Hanming would not be so inconsiderate. After all, he did not have any life-and-death feud with him, especially now that he was the defense lawyer in the case he prosecuted, and there were some minor conflicts between them. If he was retaliated against or even killed, it would not be good for his reputation.
"I'll go deal with the body!" said Zhen.
Lu Ming was stunned and was about to ask, "Do you know how to deal with this?"
My eyes blurred and a figure in the room rushed out of the window, and the sack next to the sofa disappeared.
What was left were two glass windows shaking gently.
…
While waiting for Zhen, Lu Ming fell asleep on the sofa without realizing it. He had been running around all day and was very weak and tired.
I opened my eyes and saw bright lights.
On the milky white sofa, Zhen was sitting curled up with her knees hugged. She was wearing a goose yellow dress, her pretty face was delicate, her red lips were tempting, and her lazy style made her even more charming. A small red blanket covered her lower body, so even if she was at home, her jade feet lightly wrapped in gorgeous brocade stockings would not be easily revealed.
Seeing Lu Ming open his eyes, she hurriedly got down and put on her embroidered shoes in a panic, "Master, you're awake! I saw that you were too tired and you didn't move when I called you, so I thought you might as well take a nap first."
After taking two steps forward, she used her slender white hands to pull away the blanket covering Lu Ming.
Looking at her slender hands with nail polish, Lu Ming's heart skipped a beat.
Is this a weapon that can kill someone with just one slap? This!
Looking at her, Lu Ming hesitated and said, "Hanzhu?"
"Master, what's wrong?" As she spoke, Zhen's snow-white little hand that took the blanket accidentally touched Lu Ming, and Lu Ming shivered.
Somehow, I felt that this snow-white hand was chilly, just like the Nine Yin Bone Claw...
Then he burst into laughter. She shouldn't treat him like this, right? At least, as Hanzhu, she wouldn't.
"You, have been at home all the time?"
"Yes, I've had dinner, and I made you some midnight snack..." Zhen skillfully put the thin blanket into the cupboard and said, "Master, I'll go get you some hot water for washing..."
Seeing her twisting her slender waist into the bathroom in a charming manner, Lu Ming rubbed his nose. This...
…
"Master, let me help you wash your hands!"
On the basin stand, there is half a basin of steaming hot water in a white iron basin, and at the bottom of the basin is a red picture of mandarin ducks playing in the water.
As Lu Ming put his hand in, Zhen's slender white hand also reached in and gently held Lu Ming's palm.
Lu Ming's body trembled immediately.
But when I gently knead that extremely smooth and soft little hand, my palm feels numb.
Lu Ming's body suddenly trembled again, but it was not a conditioned reflex of fear, but Zhen's long nails gently scratched the palm of Lu Ming's hand, making him shudder. The itchy feeling was like a cat's claws scratching his heart.
Then, Zhen's ten slender and smooth jade fingers reached into the gaps between Lu Ming's ten fingers, gently pinched them, and moved slowly.
It was like a hand massage in the previous life, but the beauty of this beauty's slender hands was simply beyond words.
Gradually, Lu Ming closed his eyes, feeling so comfortable that he even wanted to moan.
The terrifying Nine Yin White Bone Claws have now transformed into slender red and tender hands.
Even at night, Lu Ming couldn't help having an extremely absurd dream. He dreamed that Zhen was kneeling in front of him, with her enchanting red hands holding his... and doing that absurd thing.
I woke up in the middle of the night sweating profusely and felt exhausted.
It was difficult to move even a little finger, and my mouth was dry and my tongue was parched, as if I had a high fever.
Lu Ming was helpless. How could he do this with his body? Just because he lost his dream, he was seriously ill, just like the skull mirror in Dream of the Red Chamber.
If they really did have sex at Mount Wushan, wouldn't I die instantly on the spot
"Master, what's wrong with you?"
The door was gently pushed open, and under the light of the living room outside, Zhen's graceful figure was reflected.
At this time, Zhen seemed to have very sharp ears and heard Lu Ming's groan.
Lu Ming looked at her, speechless for a moment...