Xiao Feng's shout made Han Shuang stop. She turned her head, her eyes still cold: "What's the matter?"
Xiao Feng ignored Han Shuang's cold gaze and walked up to her: "Han Shuang, that night..."
"Don't mention that night again," Han Shuang's originally cold gaze suddenly revealed murderous intent, "If you dare to mention it again, I will kill you."
Xiao Feng felt the murderous aura emanating from Han Shuang and had no doubt that she would really do this. "Let's have a good talk, okay?"
"What are you talking about?" Han Shuang put back his murderous intent, took a deep look at Xiao Feng, and nodded: "Okay, I'll give you a chance to talk."
"Thank you," Xiao Feng returned to the computer desk, picked up the cigarette, lit it and smoked hard: "Han Shuang, don't leave, okay?"
Han Shuang smiled coldly: "What's the reason? Give me a reason to stay."
Xiao Feng raised his eyebrows slightly. If he remembered correctly, Lin Lin once said this, and the answer he gave her at that time was, 'Because, I love you.' But now, how should I answer Han Shuang's words? I love you. If I really said that, I would probably despise myself.
Yes, it doesn't matter if he has some ambiguity with a beautiful woman or goes to bed with her. He is happy to do it. Dare I ask which man in the world doesn't have this idea?
He, Xiao Feng, is a man, a man who emerged from the bloody storm. In the past four years, every time after killing someone, he would choose to use women to release his pressure. In bars and other entertainment venues, he would pick up fallen women, little girls, lonely white-collar beauties... ...In addition to these, there are also popular Hollywood stars, the granddaughter of the world's shipbuilding king... He has played with all kinds of women.
When you go to bed, you have to talk about love. Even if he is more philanthropic, he will not be able to fall in love. In the past four years, he has killed not only 5,000 people, but also 3,000. Similarly, he has played with women, I dare not say 1,000, but definitely 8. Hundred.
Han Shuang is very beautiful, he admits, but love will not be devalued because of beauty. It is a heart-to-heart feeling; it is an impulse to walk hand in hand for a lifetime.
Xiao Feng was indifferent to Han Shuang, didn't he feel anything at all? No, he admired this female police officer who hated evil. It was precisely because of this admiration that he tolerated her many times and even let her live in a villa, letting her do whatever she wanted and got drunk. Later, he mistook Han Shuang for Lin Lin, and he felt very guilty all the time.
"Because I don't have the money to pay you back for rent. If you don't live in it, the money will be wasted." Xiao Feng thought for a long time and finally came up with such a very poor reason.
Han Shuang's heart trembled, and he held back his anger and asked, "This is the reason you gave me,"
Xiao Feng always paid attention to Han Shuang's right hand, for fear that she would reach out and slap him again. Thinking of the slap she slapped him last time, there was still some burning pain on his face. No, this burning pain was caused by Liu Liang and had nothing to do with Ms. Han. .
"Uh, hehe, I'm just kidding, to calm down the atmosphere, don't get too excited," Xiao Feng smiled and quickly adjusted his expression: "The villa can't live without you,"
Han Shuang stared at Xiao Feng, his teeth itching with hatred: "Why can't you live without me?"
"If you leave, you won't be afraid of me harming the girls in the villa. With a hot policewoman like you watching me and always wanting to send me to jail, I won't dare to harm them." Xiao Feng really couldn't think of any reason. , can only mess around.
"Should I stay and let you harm me?" Han Shuang blurted out in anger.
Xiao Feng rubbed his head vigorously: "Okay, it's late at night, please don't scream, okay? Let others hear it, it's easy to misunderstand. Han Shuang, I really hope you can stay, okay?"
"..." Han Shuang said nothing, still staring at Xiao Feng.
Xiao Feng looked at Han Shuang's expression and cursed in his heart. It seemed that he had figured out a trick. He gritted his teeth and stamped his foot: "Han Shuang, if you are really upset, I will get drunk at worst, so I will let you take advantage." , not daring to stay, Sayazi ran out of the room.
Han Shuang was just about to get angry, but when he saw Xiao Feng running away in panic, he couldn't help but laugh angrily: "This pervert can't be let go easily. If he dares to take advantage of me, I won't make it easy for you."
His eyes swept across the room and suddenly fell on the computer screen. Thinking of Xiao Feng's little action of peeking at the computer just now, Han Shuang was a little curious as to what he was doing.
Han Shuang walked to the computer and looked at the reading page on the screen: "Wanmei Landlady, it turns out that he is also reading this novel. I heard that this book is quite popular recently, and most of my male colleagues are reading it."
Han Shuang casually flipped through a few pages, and when he was about to leave, he discovered something strange. There was a folder hidden under the reading page. With a click of the mouse, a scene lit up on the screen, showing a man and a woman rolling on the grass.
"Men really don't have good things," Han Shuang looked at the scene inside, his fair face couldn't help but blush, and he cursed secretly.
Xiao Feng left the room and rushed downstairs. When he turned around and saw that Han Shuang did not chase him down, he was relieved. He probably wouldn't leave because of Han Shuang's temper.
Sitting on the sofa, he looked at the time and saw that it was already past ten o'clock. Xiao Feng lit up his cigarette and took a deep breath. Why hasn't Huo Wu come back yet?
Just as Xiao Feng was muttering, Huo Wu opened the living room door and walked in unsteadily.
"Well, I'm drunk," Xiao Feng asked in surprise when he saw Huo Wu walking a little unsteadily. He was not easily convinced, but he really had nothing to say about Huo Wu's drinking capacity. He didn't just eat last night. Is it too much of a loss?
Huo Wu was carrying her bag, and when she heard Xiao Feng's voice, she was startled for a moment, and then grinned: "Feng, Brother Feng, why haven't you gone to bed yet?" After saying that, before Xiao Feng could stand up and help her, someone stood at his feet. Unsteady, he fell into Xiao Feng's arms.
Xiao Feng smiled bitterly and held Huo Wu's body to prevent her from falling off the sofa. He looked at Huo Wu's messy clothes, sniffed the smell of wine, and couldn't help but ask: "Wu'er, how much wine did you drink?"
"Haha, Brother Feng, let me tell you, I'm so happy. I finally found a way to get me drunk," Huo Wu said with a drunken smile on her face, her hands wrapped around Xiao Feng's neck, her tall and round breasts , pressing against his lower abdomen, constantly rubbing against Xiao Feng's body as his body twisted.
Xiao Feng suffered from Huo Wu's friction. He had just admired Teacher Cang from above, and there was a ball of fire pressing on his lower abdomen. Especially when Huo Wu wore a very thin shirt, which was so thin that it could be ignored. With almost zero-distance friction, Xiao Feng could clearly feel the patterns on the hood.
Xiao Feng silently counted the white sheep in his heart, suppressing his lower body that was about to move. At the same time, he leaned back as much as possible to avoid a larger area of zero-distance friction. "Um, are you so happy when you are drunk?"
"Of course, this is the first time this lady has been drunk. Haha, it turns out that this is what it feels like to be drunk," Huo Wu smiled drunkenly, twisting her body even more.
Aries counted hundreds of them, and the little brother didn't look weak at all. He was still holding his head high on Huo Wu's chest. No, if this goes on, sooner or later he will be burned to death by lust. Xiao Feng held Huo Wu's hand. , wanting to pry her hand away.
Maybe it was because Huo Wu was drunk and had much more strength than usual. He grabbed Xiao Feng's neck tightly and had no intention of letting go. Xiao Feng didn't dare to use too much force, lest Huo Wu break his hand. He can only let her hang on him.
"Hiccup," Huo Wu burped, lifted his body up, and pressed it down again: "Brother Feng, don't touch my breast while I'm drunk, take your hand away."
The little brother was pressed by Huo Wu, and a surge of pain arose. Xiao Feng suppressed his blush and looked at his hands innocently. I didn't touch your breasts. Little goblin, please come down quickly. Otherwise, I can't bear it. To keep eating you is another big sin.
"Don't touch it," Huo Wu felt the hard object on his chest, let go of one hand and grabbed it, "Humph, I caught you, let's see how you deny it."
"Hmm~" Xiao Feng was pinched by Huo Wu, and a numb feeling spread throughout his body, and his body couldn't help but tremble.
Huo Wu grabbed her little brother and grinned a little silly: "Feng, Brother Feng, why are your hands so small?"
"..." Xiao Feng was a little speechless. Damn it, I've never seen anyone with a guy whose hands are bigger than his hands. This guy is definitely a fighting chicken in jj.
"Well, I haven't eaten much recently and I've lost weight." There is no reason to argue with a drunk person, so Xiao Feng didn't argue with Huo Wu and could only follow her words.
Huo Wu nodded, took his little brother's hand and squeezed it: "Well, eat more food and see, he's so skinny and skinny, so hard that it makes his hands tremble."
"Pfft..." Xiao Feng really wanted to vomit blood. Sister, this thing can't be soft. If it becomes soft, it will be useless. "Uh, Wu'er, stop squeezing. It hurts when you pinch Brother Feng."
"Ah," Huo Wu was startled: "I didn't use any strength. Sorry, sorry, I'll rub it for you, or I'll kiss it for you." After saying that, he let go of Xiao with his other hand. Feng's neck, his body slid off the sofa, and his upper body lay on Xiao Feng's lap.
Xiao Feng patted his head crazily. What a considerate girl. If it were a different girl and a different location, I would be eager to agree. But if Huo Wu really wanted to rub and kiss here, then he would definitely be doomed. .
"No, no need to kiss," Xiao Feng said hurriedly, "I'll help you go back to your room to rest."
Huo Wu raised her red face and glared at Xiao Feng: "Xiao Feng, please speak politely to me, I will kiss you today." After saying that, she pressed her delicate red lips.
Xiao Feng was really about to cry. What the hell was going on? He refused to kiss her, and even said with a blushing face, "Wu'er, that, that can't be kissed,"
"Tch, if there's anything you can't and can't kiss, I'll give you a kiss and rub it, and it won't hurt anymore. Hiccup, I'll secretly tell you later on how to get me drunk," Huo Wu said, leaning down. Get off the body.
Xiao Feng hurriedly held Huo Wu's head: "No, it doesn't hurt anymore. Please tell me why you can get drunk."
"No, kiss first and then talk. I have caused you pain and I have to take responsibility for it," Huo Wu giggled stubbornly, broke free from Xiao Feng's hand, and lay down towards his crotch.
"Xiao Feng, you are indeed a beast," Han Shuang stood at the stairs on the second floor, glaring angrily at Xiao Feng on the sofa,
