Chapter Eleven, no eyes

The wooden door of the bathroom slowly opened, the body stiff Yang Feng slowly moved out, the body of that tied prisoners like the tight feeling, let him can not help but worry about the action a little bit larger will be the body of the broken flower skirt pulled to pieces.

But the summer language ice is just holding both arms, a pair of autumn pupil and Yang Feng flustered eyes on, the corner of the mouth could not help bending up an elegant Radian, let what she did not expect is Yang Feng this looking at the rogue character, there will be embarrassed time.

This smile, like icebergs Saussurea involucrata bloom, beautiful to the extreme, breathtaking, Rao is walking around the world to see the beauty of Yang Feng, was this smile also shake the mind.

But in the realization of this smile, because now he looked like a fool, the reverie suddenly vanished, old face a red, just want to find a seam into it.

"cough, that Xia Zong, which room do I sleep in... "

Xia Language ice smell speech is still cold a pretty face, the vision falls on Yang Feng body to constantly survey, have no open mouth meaning.

This means unknown expression, let Yang Feng in the mind can not help a little uneasy, always feel that this woman is to seek revenge, to frustrate his spirit.

"The summer does not need to be polite, casually points to one to go, I this person sleep does not pick. "

Yang Feng said that he made a show of sneezing two times, "and it was so cold that if I caught a cold, it would be very difficult to carry out the security work. "

Hear Yang Feng words in beg the meaning of Rao, the summer language ice beautiful eye in a flash but a little elated, the hand raises to point to the most right of a, the attitude is still ice-cold, did not speak.

Yang Feng such as the general pardon, a strong step rushed into the room, and then closed the door, the body that tightly bound pajamas took off and threw on the SOFA.

Then in bed had a good stretch under the bones, this "free" feeling so he could not help but hum a long time.

Yang Feng these years by the old man that iron cock over, never slept so big so soft bed, rich corrupt days, he is a very shallow enjoyment today.

When he had calmed down, Yang Feng put his arms behind his head and looked at the ceiling with dark, deep eyes, recalling the events of the past two days.

From what Yang Feng knew of the old man, the task the old man had assigned him was by no means five million degree of difficulty, but his skill was not to be feared.

The thought of being able to follow such a beautiful woman every day with money, Yang Feng could not help but secretly rejoice, with his king of military skill, to protect a summer language ice for him is simply a piece of cake.

However, the thought of Xia Yubing that ice-like pretty face is to let him have some helpless.

"Knock, knock, knock! "

Yang Feng, who was sleeping, was about to open the card, but was disturbed by a sudden and annoying knock on the door.

Yang Feng covered the quilt on his head and wanted to get lost and quickly renew the dream, but the man outside was like a woodpecker.

"Knock, KNOCK! "

"Bing Bing, open up. It's me. "

Then the voice like a duck's voice made Yang Feng even more sleepy. Yang Feng pulled back the quilt, wrapped his little pajamas in his body, and got up in a murderous rage to see which one was not open, to sabotage his worldwide bid for Las Vegas.

Mengdi opened the door and saw a tall, lanky man of estimated fighting strength, a twenty something in a pink suit with gold wire glasses and a bouquet of roses in his hands.

"This where come of Sao Bao? See appearance can't be the proposal of? " Yang Feng in the mind mutters, the look ceaselessly checks a man.

"Who are you? Who are you calling? "

Zhao Zichen looked at wearing pink pajamas Yang Feng, Leng is half a day did not slow over, some frightened back a few steps, trembling fingers to support the gold glasses, voice slightly angry, "who are you? How can appear in Bing Bing's home? "

Yang is a tough guy, whether he is an enemy or a teammate, so he has a hard time with guys who are feminine and dressed up as sissies.

Zhao Zichen see Yang Feng don't talk to, the clothes that the body wears apparently is summer language ice, the facial expression Meng ground a NU.

"Why are you wearing ice-cold clothes? Why are you in his house? You'd better start talking! Or I'll make you pay! "

Bing Bing's clothes?

Yang Feng in the heart Meng ran awakes, lower the head a see, originally in bewilderment and in the middle, flustered again the summer language ICE's small Pajama set on the body, also just by this Sao Bao bump, in the mind tiny Chagrin, this is really ashamed to throw outside the home.

Then Yang Feng did not have time to take care of Zhao Zichen, lift a leg to rush toward the balcony, grabbed his clothes to rush back to the bedroom.

After Zhao Zichen is again gorgeous ignore, facial expression is matchless gloomy, directly break into, a throw rose on the ground, open mouth to shout a way: "Summer language ice! If be in, come out immediately! "

The summer language ice that did not sleep all night, long ago heard the noise outside the door, originally did not intend to come out, thought to let Yang Feng send him away, did not realize Zhao Zichen so not take oneself as an outsider, unexpectedly rushed in.

"What thing. " Summer language ice opens a door, lean gently on doorcase, left hand is stroking forehead, black eye socket also did not come and make-up.

Normally the Zhao Zichen that claims to be warm gentleman, but did not realize Xia Yubing to show flimsy as well as impatient, ask aloud: "Just that boy, who is? "

"I don't know what you say, nothing, please leave, I'm tired to rest. " Xia yubing said make gesture to close the door, but Zhao Zichen stretched his hand Mengdi stop.

"leave? You're giving me the order to leave because of that boy? "

Zhao Zichen in the mind held back a gas, he is young, handsome, the family has money and power, now unexpectedly because of an origin unknown, dress strange boy by sweetheart ridicule?

"I'm not leaving until you give me a satisfactory explanation. Who is he? Why is he wearing your clothes? Why is he in your house? "

Zhao Zichen no longer restraint, hysterical roar, would like to now put the summer language ice press on the bed to question.

Xia Language ice shook his head, she had seen, usually Zhao Zichen to her warm, show the demeanor, are deliberately disguised, but did not expect even if early, but the performance is more disappointing.

"Don't walk again, I call security. " Xia Language ice impatient looking at Zhao Zichen, frown.

Face Xia language ice cold eyebrow, Zhao Zichen facial expression a cold, the mood is excited under, the Meng's outstretched hand tightly grasped Xia language ice white tender arm.

Out of control to make this move, Zhao Zichen himself also scared, especially the identity of Xia Yubing, but he can not offend.

However, feel the greasy touch from the hands, and then looked at the eyes of the beautiful woman slightly frowning drooling, he fell heart, and Mengchong rose up.

Since College, I've been chasing you for so long, and you won't even give me a good look, why don't I just cook with a strong, direct cooked rice?

I own the body, but I don't own the heart?

Think of here, Zhao Zichen courage a few minutes, both hands suddenly strength, to the summer language ice embrace in the bosom, make a gesture to press her against the wall.

"Zhao Zichen, I advise you not to do silly thing. " Summer language ice pushes Zhao Zichen, but Zhao Zichen that fiery vision still lets him in the mind a surprised.

"silly? Well, that's a good thing. "

Zhao Zichen face floating out a hideous smile, by evil idea of him, have already forgotten at this time in the house there is another person.

"Didn't you hear my boss? Get your salty paws off me. "

Yang Feng that changes oneself clothes, do not know when appear in Zhao Zichen after death, subsequently cold snort, Mengdi outstretched hand to strangle Zhao Zichen of back neck, let originally also prepare up and down his hand Zhao Zichen is stiff in place.

"Son, if you want to stay in this city, you'd better let me go. "

Zhao Zichen feels the huge strength on the neck, although in the mind has some timidity, but on the mouth still pretends the appearance of hard spirit.

"If I don't put? " Yang Feng looks at his this pair of comical appearance, the corner of the mouth is small to hang up.

"Do not let go? Do not let you give me go to die! " Zhao Zimeng ground turns round, a pile of cotton fist attacks to Yang Feng's chest.

"Fuck You! "

Yang Feng two words don't say, mercilessly a kick kicked in Zhao Zichen's chest, Zhao Zichen screams a, just like the kite that broke the line flew out of the door.

Looking at the buttocks urine stream of Zhao Zichen, Yang Feng cold spit out a word: "Roll. "