The phantom of the snow dragon gallops down the long street like lightning.
In the driver's seat, Pan Mila, wearing a gorgeous snow-white dress, looked a little radiant. Perhaps, driving an expensive supercar reminded her of many past events and restored her confidence. She enjoyed stepping on the accelerator.
, the feeling of letting your blond hair float with the night wind.
Soon, the Snow Dragon Phantom slowed down and drove into Jing'an Lane, slowly stopping in the alley next to the two-story building with "Wang-Lu Law Firm" hanging on it.
On the other side of the parking lot is the corner ladder leading to the second-floor balcony.
The street lights are in the long alley, making it seem a bit dark here.
"Would you like to go to my place for a cup of coffee?" Pan Mila turned around and asked Lu Ming.
"I'm not going..." Lu Ming said casually, unbuckled his seat belt, but turned around and was startled.
Pan Mila was leaning on the car seat, leaning towards herself, holding her chin with her white slender hands, her slender index finger with silver manicure was pursed by bright red lips, her teeth were biting her fingernails gently, her deep blue eyes were
Like water, it is rippling with colors and has an indescribable style.
As soon as Lu Ming was stunned, his heart started beating wildly.
The fragrant wind was blowing, and Pan Mila's exquisite face was getting closer and closer. The bright red lips were slowly printed on Lu Ming's lips, and her teeth bit Lu Ming's lower lip.
Lu Ming's head buzzed, and the fragrant, soft and moist feeling made him unconsciously open his mouth to suck, and the itchy feeling of his lips being gently bitten was extremely stimulating.
Suddenly, Lu Ming caught a glimpse of the confusion in Pan Mila's eyes as she slowly closed her green eyes.
Pan Mira, who was leaning towards Lu Ming, suddenly dodges back before she falls. She opens her green eyes and looks at Lu Ming with some confusion.
Lu Ming opened the door and got out of the car, "Okay, let's go back and rest."
The confusion and helplessness in Pan Mila's eyes made Lu Ming suddenly understand her sudden behavior.
From the deepest part of my heart, it would be wrong to say that she completely misunderstood him. After all, if she were a Western man, he might not be so kind to her.
Although she is getting more and more comfortable in using it, her status as a Western beauty has also brought her a lot of convenience.
But if I really want to tell the truth, there is still the feeling of attraction between opposite sexes. While helping me, I helped her at the same time. I got her gratitude and there was a vague ambiguity. If she was a big man who picks her feet, I would feel
It will be completely different.
This is human nature, and I am not a god beyond human nature.
But I really never thought about asking her to be my lover or anything like that.
But as for Pan Mila, she should feel that this is the most comfortable period of time for her since giving birth to Bisi.
Not only the living conditions, but mainly, her life value is being reflected.
Moreover, Bisi is particularly close to herself.
As for herself, at least she won't find it annoying.
Therefore, she may have been thinking about it for a long time. If she wants to continue such a life, she cannot pretend to be confused. She has a traditional Western aristocratic character. She feels that she has received such a great favor from her, so she should be her lover, especially
, this kind of life feels good to live on forever.
But no matter what, committing to yourself and being your own lover is a subversive thing from her values. Therefore, she is very confused, but she probably made up her mind today.
.
Especially when I went dancing with her just now, I was a little embarrassed. Holding this gorgeous Western beauty in my arms, I accidentally had a physiological reaction, and she noticed it.
My body is very weak, and the recent Chinese medicine doesn't seem to have healed it. However, after all, I am of a normal age.
This undoubtedly made Pan Mila misunderstand her own intentions.
Therefore, Pan Mila made up her mind to break through this layer of ambiguous window paper.
Of course, in the final analysis, it was because Pan Mila had a good impression of him, otherwise, with her upbringing and arrogance in her bones, she would definitely not be like this.
Lu Ming was thinking wildly and walked up from the balcony stairs. He looked at Pan Mila who was still a little messy in the wind in the car. He rubbed his nose and thought I was a hypocrite. Moreover, this was not a question of whether I thought about it or not.
, but a question of whether I can...
…
Lu Ming entered the house with random thoughts. It was pitch dark. Lu Ming pressed the switch of the wall light next to the porch, but the light did not turn on.
"Don't try it. The electricity on the second floor has been cut off. Let's find an electrician tomorrow!" Zhen's voice seemed a little different from her usual sweet and sweet voice, with a bit of a cold tone.
"Oh..." Lu Ming looked towards the place where the voice came from. The moonlight was hazy. After staying in the room for a while, he could gradually see the outline of the person clearly.
But he saw Mrs. Zhen standing in the middle of the room, wearing a graceful red dress and fluttering silk ribbon.
Lu Ming was stunned for a moment, his heart suddenly tightened, and he vaguely thought of Zhen's sleepwalking that day.
At this time, Mrs. Zhen's beautiful eyes seemed to be less fragile and more cold. Her pretty face seemed to have a bit more heroism, and her curved eyebrows seemed to be slightly different at the back.
It has become the meaning of straight eyebrows.
"Unexpectedly, you are a lecherous person who does indecent things in public!" Zhen said with a hint of sarcasm.
"Hanzhu... you..." Lu Ming rubbed his nose, it was really a long time since he had seen her, and he could still be scolded by her.
"I'm not Hanzhu, I'm Bizhu!" Zhen said calmly.
Lu Ming was stunned, "What are you talking about?..." Ah, no way? Could it be that he has a dual personality?
Hanzhu, she was that soft and weak girl, but when she regained her martial arts skills, she turned out to be such an unruly and rebellious person?
I’ve seen too many fantasy stories in past life movies and TV shows, but I don’t think it’s that weird, it’s just unbelievable.
"Let me see where the circuit breaker tripped..." Lu Ming's thoughts were a little confused, so he turned around and wanted to go outside to get some air and calm down.
"The power was cut off by someone. He must be your enemy, Master!"
Lu Ming was startled, stopped, turned around, and recited Amitabha in his heart. He also knew how to call himself "Master", so that was okay.
If the "young master" she was talking about in her dream that day was not herself, then she would probably have a lot of fun today.
"Who cut off the power? Are you okay?" Lu Ming asked as he was thinking wildly.
"This guy did it!" Zhen pointed down 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 he was? Who instigated it?" Lu Ming asked, and his mind quickly turned away. He really didn't have any enemies here.
The one who can barely be said to be worthy of mentioning is the Liu family, right? The good son Liu Hanliang wanted to get involved with Bisi, but he was made disgraced by himself.
His cousin Liu Hanxuan's litigation firm had lost to him, and in the past two days, he had taken on a murder case that Liu Hanxuan was prosecuting.
"I didn't ask, so I couldn't help but beat him. When I woke up, he was sneaking into the house. I just touched him lightly and he was dead!" Mrs. Zhen looked at her snow-white hands and shook her head helplessly.
Lu Ming was stunned, what? A slap to kill him? How much strength does this have? Nine Yin White Bone Claws? Looking at this beauty, he suddenly felt a little scared.
"However, he brought a murder weapon and kerosene. It seems that he wanted to commit murder and arson, not ordinary petty theft. Therefore, he should be your enemy."
Lu Ming frowned. If the Liu family was really doing things, wouldn't they be too overbearing? They would kill people and burn down the house?
But thinking about it, it was probably Liu Hanliang's idea. Liu Hanxuan and the like would not be so unreasonable. After all, I didn't have any life-and-death feud with him, especially now that I was the defense counsel in his prosecution case, and I was with him.
It was somewhat of a minor conflict, and then he was retaliated against or even killed, which was not good for his reputation.
"I'll take care of the body!" Zhen said.
Lu Ming was stunned and just wanted to ask you if you knew how to deal with it?
As soon as his eyes were dazzled, the figure in the room fled out of the window, and the sack next to the sofa disappeared.
What was left were two glass windows that were shaking gently.
…
While waiting for Mrs. Zhen, Lu Ming fell asleep on the sofa without knowing it. After running all day today, his body was too weak and too tired.
When I opened my eyes, I saw bright lights.
On the milky white sofa, Ms. Zhen sat with her knees curled up. She was wearing a goose yellow skirt and gown, with a pretty face and red lips. Her lazy style became more and more charming. A small red blanket covered her lower body. She was at home, so gorgeous.
The jade feet lightly wrapped in colorful brocade stockings are not easily exposed.
Seeing Lu Ming open her eyes, she hurriedly went to the ground and put on her embroidered shoes in a panic, "Sir, you're awake! I see that you are too tired, and you won't move even if I ask you, so I thought you might as well take a nap first."
After taking two steps, her delicate white hands pulled away the blanket covering Lu Ming's body.
Looking at her delicate jade hands painted with khaodan, Lu Ming felt a sudden change in his heart.
Is this a weapon that can kill someone with just one slap? This!
Looking at her, Lu Ming hesitated and said: "Hanzhu?"
"Sir, what's wrong?" As she spoke, Zhen's snow-white hand that took away the blanket accidentally touched Lu Ming, and Lu Ming shivered.
No matter what, I feel that these snow-white hands are cold and chilly, just like the nine-yin white bone claws...
Then she burst into laughter, she shouldn't do this to herself, right? At least, as Hanzhu, she wouldn't.
"You, have been at home?"
"Yes, I also had dinner and made you some midnight snacks..." Mrs. Zhen skillfully put the thin blanket into the cabinet and said, "Master, I will prepare hot water for you to wash up..."
Seeing her charmingly twisting her slender waist into the bathroom, Lu Ming rubbed his nose, this...
…
"Master, let me wash your hands for you!"
On the basin stand, there is half a basin of steaming hot water, a white iron basin, and a red picture of a mandarin duck playing in the water on the bottom.
As soon as Lu Ming put his hand in, Zhen's snow-white slender hand on the side also reached in and gently held Lu Ming's palm.
Lu Ming's body immediately trembled.
But those smooth and soft little hands, lightly kneaded, made the palms feel numb.
Lu Ming's body suddenly trembled again, but it was not a conditioned fear, but Zhen's long manicure gently scratched Lu Ming's palm, which made people excited. The itchy feeling was like a cat's claw scratching.
Normal heart.
Then, Zhen's ten slender and smooth jade fingers penetrated into the gaps between Lu Ming's ten fingers, pinched them gently, and moved slowly.
It's like getting a hand massage in the previous life, but the beauty of this stunner's delicate hands is simply indescribable.
Gradually, Lu Ming closed his eyes, feeling comfortable and even wanting to moan.
The terrifying Nine Yin White Bone Claws have now transformed into bright red hands.
Even at night, Lu Ming couldn't help but have a ridiculous erotic dream.
I woke up in the middle of the night sweating profusely and felt like my body was exhausted.
It was difficult to move a little finger, and my mouth was so dry that I felt like I had a high fever.
Lu Ming was helpless, what could he do with his body and bones? It was just a dream loss that made him seriously ill, just like looking into the skull mirror in Dream of Red Mansions.
If he really did what Wushan Yunyu did, wouldn't he die suddenly on the spot?
"Master, what's wrong with you?"
The door was gently pushed open, and Mrs. Zhen's slim figure was reflected in the light of the outside living room.
At this time, Mrs. Zhen's ears seemed to be very bright, and she heard Lu Ming's moans.
Lu Ming looked at her and was speechless for a moment...
