Fast Through the Villain, Sweet and Wild

The joint hit the ground and hit the broken wood.

Fei Ru's expression was distorted for a moment, and the hatred of the little thief who was hiding in the dark reached its peak.

Fei Ru stumbled to the door, opened the door, angered Dantian, and let out a furious roar, "Come here!"

The male servants in Feiru's villa knew Feiru was elegant outside, but he was irritable and hurried upstairs when he heard the movement.

Seeing Fei Ru's face smeared with blood, the male servants exclaimed and ignored the others, and quickly called the doctor to treat Fei Ru's wound.

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Rong Huang retired and swayed back to the villa.

Before she stepped up the stairs, a man's quiet and cold voice came from the living room behind her.

"In the middle of the night, where did you go to play?"

Rong Huanghu's body shook, maintaining the movement of lifting a jiojio, turning his head back mechanically.

The man wore a black private suit and almost melted into the darkness.

If you don't look carefully, you won't find it.

Rong Huang was too awkward just now, and for a while, he was overwhelmed, forgetting that besides her, there was Feng Bing and his men in the villa.

Rong Huang licked his lips, and suddenly he felt guilty and flustered when he went to Yuelao Mansion to mess up the red line and was carried back all the way by Feng Disease.

She remembers being ordered by Feng Bingbing to learn the six gong law classics after she returned.

Rong Huang recalled the tragic and terrifying experience so far, and couldn't help shivering.

Rong Huangchao greeted Cui Wan in a low voice, trying to pass the test by pretending to be foolish, "Domain, master, good evening."

Moonlight came in through the window from the outside, falling on the man's cold white and delicate side face, giving him a sense of aloft and ethereal.

Half of the man's face fell in a darker place, his eyes were dark and unclear, he really responded to the saying of "half angel, half devil".

Cui Wan's slender fingers tapped twice on the armrest, his tone was as steady as ever, "Let me guess—"

"Did you go to command headquarters?"

Rong Huang trembled cleverly, and took two steps back without a trace, "I, I, I, I didn't!"

Cui Wan chuckled lightly, the laughter was low and sweet, but it made Rong Huang feel terrified.

He came, he came, he came sick.

Cui Wan looked at the turbulent pink in the dark, twisted his fingers, walked slowly to Rong Huang, and looked down at her.

"Fei Ru said you have a younger brother." Cui Wan stretched out his arms and turned on the light at the entrance of the stairs.

Rong Huang's eyes lit up, and he subconsciously raised his head to meet Cui Wan's dark and oppressive phoenix eyes, "I am not talking nonsense without you."

Cui Wan: "..."

Cui Wan raised his hand and pressed his eyebrows, his gaze inadvertently swept across Huang's white neck and forearms, "You should know that I have lived before the Jinhua era until now."

Rong Huang gave a hum, and the ending sounded lightly, his eyes blank.

What does Feng Bingbing mean by suddenly saying this?

Cui Wan ignored Rong Huang's blankness, with one hand in his pocket, standing lazily, not as serious and correct in the day, every movement seemed to be measured by a ruler.

Cold and rigid.

"So, I have seen natural women."

Rong Huang asked a question mark on his head, and after a while he barely reacted, his eyes widened and his neck looked up at him.

Seeing the shock in the little girl's eyes as he wished, Cui Wan's originally depressed mood improved a lot.

The corners of Cui Wan's mouth turned up with an imperceptible arc. Before he retracted, he saw the little girl running upstairs a few steps, yelling as she ran.

"You, you, what nonsense are you talking about, don't listen or listen to the prince's chanting, goodbye to you in the evening!"