Feng Zhiwei sighed in her heart, it seems that that guy will be overwhelmed by this beauty sooner or later, how many men can sit still? Those who are not chaotic are not moved. It is better not to have too high expectations for this person's concentration.
Feng Zhiwei began to close her eyes and mobilize her zhenqi to rush to the acupoints.
Suddenly I heard the woman moan coquettishly, and said softly: "Why did you appear here today..."
The man smiled, but didn't answer.
"You villain..." The woman sighed, and suddenly she leaned over and bit his earlobe hard, "You don't want to come and do it with me, do you?"
The man gave a soft "ouch", not pain but a smile, and pushed her away.
"I don't care what you think." The woman was pushed away by him, but her hands were still firmly on his shoulders, "I don't care about anything for you, I don't even look like myself... You promised me matter, but you must never go back on your word.”
The man smiled lightly and remained silent, acting like I'm just like this and you can figure it out.
The woman looked down at him, and the moonlight shone on her black and white pupils, which were soft and bright. There was no tenderness in the pupils, but there was awe-inspiring light. towering.
She looked at the man almost bitterly, then stretched out her hand suddenly, pushed him down on the couch, leaned closer, knelt on one knee on his lap, looked down at him with her body up, and said with a sneer, "If you cross the river and tear down the bridge, Use me to ruin my business... "
She smiled, moved her knees slowly, moved towards an important position, made a gesture of pressure, and said with a smileless smile: "Crack!"
The man laughed softly, the short couch shook slightly with the laughter, and dust fell on Feng Zhiwei's head.
He smiled and said, "It's just like that?" Laughing casually, suddenly turned over, the woman let out a low cry, the light and shadow on the wall were disordered, the short couch shook, and then there was a bang, Feng Zhiwei fell another head of ashes.
Still under pressure, but has changed positions.
Feng Zhi frowned slightly, waiting to hear panting or cooing, but there was deathly silence on the bed, then the man smiled and said: "I'm doing things, don't you feel at ease?"
After a while, the woman gave a short laugh, and said in a gentle voice: "Don't worry... I don't worry about you. Who else can I worry about? Good man... you want to... or... um..."
The half-refusal tone was the most seductive and alluring, even Feng Zhiwei's face turned red when he heard it, but the chuckle of the man on the couch was still warm and cool, and he said in a low voice: "You rose with thorns, I'm afraid I don't have the good fortune to enjoy it..."
The woman was silent, then sneered, and said: "Yes, you are not blessed, some people are blessed, and some people have old spots and rotten flesh, but they have this blessing to enjoy!"
The man was silent, the bed moved slightly, and he seemed to roll over and get out of the way.
The woman sat up, sneered, and said: "Do you know what is the scariest thing about a woman? It's not that there are no men, but that there is a man, but the kind you hate the most. His breath is rotten, his body is old, and his clothes are off. He smells like coffin boards, but you still have to hug him and tell you how much you like him!"
The room was shrouded in half-darkness and half-light, and the silence seemed to be half-dark and incomprehensible. Only the resentful tone made people's hearts go cold.
It took a while for the man to say quietly: "I have wronged you..."
The woman smiled coquettishly again.
"Just kidding with you..." She stretched out her hand to caress the man's cheek affectionately, "I walked this way myself, and I don't regret it anymore, let's not talk about this, it's rare for us to meet, talk about other things... You seem to have been very helpful to that man A few days ago, I rushed to send news to the palace, and I spent so much time arranging for the old man to come out... What kind of friendship do you have with him?"
"What kind of friendship?" The man smiled, "You also know that man's reputation... You said I win him over, why?"
"Anyway, it's for your good. Don't worry, I will help you." The woman smiled softly, "You should also take my affairs to heart. With my current status, it is not easy to do anything, so that person , you have to remember me, and you must help me find him, don't forget it by accident."
"I forgot who's business, and I don't dare to forget your business." The man smiled, "I'm afraid of you—click."
"When the head falls to the ground, it can be clicked." The woman also laughed, and her body trembled when she laughed, and the shadow on the wall was like a demonic lotus in the wind.
The man was also laughing, his slender body propped up on the couch, the corners of his clothes hanging down under the moonlight were flowing, like a half-tilted jade tree.
On a moonlit night, in a quiet room, in a deep palace, relatively gentle and smiling men and women.
Fighting, beating, probing, dialogues that are smiling but imply murderous intentions.
Feng Zhiwei was in the darkness under the couch, her gaze was burning.
"It's getting late, you should go back." The man said softly for a while, and then he seemed to hand something over, "Your medicine."
The woman gave a "hmm" and obediently took it and ate it.
She was half lying on the couch, one hand was hanging under the couch, hanging in front of Feng Zhiwei's eyes.
Suddenly a burst of powder drifted past, fascinating Feng Zhiwei's eyes.
Feng Zhiwei blinked her eyes hard, only then blinked the powder away, thinking that the two of them did not move, where did the dust come from, when she raised her eyes, she saw a little light yellow powder, silently rustling from the woman's hand hanging under the couch Rust and fall, scattered in the wind.
Feng Zhiwei suddenly understood - she didn't take the medicine given by the man at all, but she also ate the fake medicine prepared by herself, and the medicine given by the man was quietly crushing in her hands at this moment.
She didn't know there was someone under the bed, and she was showing Feng Zhiwei to understand.
Feng Zhiwei let out a gasp, which rang in her stomach.
This is a pair of men and women who are affectionate on the outside, but murderous and intriguing on the inside!
What kind of medicine is this
What deal are these two doing
Who is lying to whom, and who is hiding from whom? Or are they both lying to each other
A stomach full of questions came up, but the woman above her head had packed herself up, stood up and smiled, "I'm leaving. Remember, don't make me wait too long."
The man hummed, and the woman gracefully walked a few steps on the ground, then flew up, and the shadow on the wall flashed, and there was only one left.