Nice To Meet You, Mr. Xiao

The point is, he was plotted by Feng Tianjing and got rid of him for the third time!

"Qianshui, are you feeling well?" Feng Tianjing pinched his chin and looked provocatively at his handsome face, which was red and extremely embarrassed.

Wenshui pursed her lips and turned away, saying coldly: "I don't feel anything."

"Hiss." The next second, he couldn't help it anymore, gritted his teeth and said to her: "Feng Tianjing, give me the antidote quickly."

"I will send you to heaven in three seconds." Wenshui said in a deep voice, as if he was making a deal with her.

But how could Feng Tianjing listen to him? She laughed softly, with a playful smile on Qingcheng's face, and said softly: "I just like the way you can't move."

"You are taking revenge on me."

"Yes! It's just revenge. Look at you, you are so thin and tender, you can't even be scorched by an explosion. How about I help you?" Feng Tianjing said.

Wenshui had an ominous premonition when he saw her reaching out and taking out the lighter from his pocket.

"What are you going to do? Feng Tianjing!" asked Shui Qi.

He watched her take a cigarette, lit it, and watched the smoke fill the air. She held the cigarette close to his hair and said, "How about lighting your hair on fire and burning your scalp? Wouldn't it be fun?"

"No! What fun is it for a handsome man like Mr. Wen to have a scorched scalp?"

"Why don't we change places?" Feng Tianjing said softly, holding the cigarette between her fingertips, circling it twice in front of him, pursed her lips, not daring to breathe.

At this time, there was a man in black in the dark, walking quietly towards this side.

Seeing this, Wenshui wanted to speak, but saw Feng Tianjing smiling all over her face. When she lowered her eyes, she reached out to grab an arrow and stabbed it back with all her strength.

"What are you doing?" The killer rushed forward, intending to kill Feng Tianjing.

But when he saw Wenshui lying on the grass, he instantly realized something was wrong. This was a life-threatening situation. How could these two people be in the mood to play here? Moreover, it looks like you are having a great time?

"Whoops!" Blood splashed into the air, and Feng Tianjing looked forward with stern cold eyes.

"My man, you dare to peek and seek death." Feng Tianjing said coldly, full of jealousy.

The only thing she could see now was that this man secretly wanted to kill her. He dared to peek at Wenshui lying on the ground, which was clearly stealing her limelight.

"Hey!" She pulled out the long arrow and swung it upwards, hitting his eyes just in time.

Blood splashed into the air. Feng Tianjing picked up her coat and threw it into the air. No blood splashed on them. She turned around handsomely and kicked it away.

The killer was kicked away by her, rolled down with the stone, and disappeared from her sight.

"Hiss." Wenshui looked at her handsome figure, but before he could recover, Feng Tianjing pounced on him, and he groaned in a deep voice.

"What? Is it fun? Mr. Wen." Feng Tianjing smiled evilly, looking at Wenshui who was in pain and unable to move, but was not enjoying himself to the fullest.

She wanted to laugh more. Although she knew the danger, she wanted to tease him even more.

"You can't move. Someone did it to you." Wenshui gritted his teeth and was so angry that he almost wanted to knock her out.

Feng Tian listened quietly, looked at him dissatisfied, and said softly: "What should I do? This young lady is obviously... strong."

"Hang" Wenshui was so angry at her that he almost spit out blood.

On the top of the mountain in the dark night, Wenshui was teased by Feng Tianjing. Half an hour later, she looked at him with satisfaction, took out a dime, and stuffed it into his mouth.

"Not bad, there is a reward." Feng Tianjing said, arranging her clothes.

Wenshui was poked by her with a silver needle. He was almost numb and bounced up. He watched her arrange her shoes. He looked at the dime in her mouth and asked, "Where did you get the money?"