Shenhaozhi counterattacked from picking up the treasure box

Chen Zihao was still slapping himself, his face had been slapped into a pig's head, his cheeks were bulging, his eyes were narrowed into slits, and he was kneeling on the ground and wailing.

"Mr. Ye, please let me go. I won't dare to do it again next time!"

Chen Zihao knew that only by satisfying Ye Feng could his second cousin stop pursuing the matter.

"Let you go?" Ye Feng sneered: "Don't you still want to break my hands and feet and send the woman to your bed?"

Chen Zihao immediately kowtowed to Song Ningzhi: "Sister-in-law, I'm sorry, you are a living Bodhisattva, please let me live!"

"Who is your sister-in-law!" Song Ningzhi snorted and turned her head.

After all, Hua Yu is a little girl who is new to the world. Seeing Chen Zihao's pitiful appearance, she can't help but feel sympathy.

Pulled Ye Feng's sleeve: "Brother Ye Feng, how about forget it..."

Ye Feng said nothing and stared at Chen Zihao.

He reacted immediately, gritted his teeth, got up from the ground, and with a ferocious face, threw his arm and hit the corner of the dining table.

"Crack!"

"ah!"

There was a crisp sound, and Chen Zihao covered his broken arm and howled in pain.

The sharp sound stimulated all the diners present, and they shuddered involuntarily.

He actually broke his arm!

Chen Zihao's face turned white, he gritted his teeth and put his legs on the table, shouting: "Sixth, break my legs!"

The young man who was called Lao Liu was startled and said tremblingly: "Mr. Chen, please don't..."

Chen Zihao twisted his face and shouted: "What are you talking about? Hurry up!"

If your legs are broken, your life will be lost!

Lao Liu was cruel, picked up the stool next to him, and slammed it on Chen Zihao's knee.

With a painful cry, Chen Zihao fell to the ground clutching his bent leg, his face covered with sweat.

Another exclamation.

When the diners saw that Chen Zihao had cut off his limbs, they all held their breath. Then they looked at Ye Feng, their eyes full of awe. There was a solemn atmosphere in the restaurant, like a mountain pressing down on them, making their breathing become extremely heavy.

Ye Feng nodded with satisfaction. It was not that he was cruel, but that he had to teach Chen Zihao a profound lesson.

Fortunately, it was me today. What if I were an ordinary person without any ability? Would Chen Zihao let him go easily? Can his female companion not be humiliated? This would be another tragedy!

Ye Feng said calmly: "Let's end this matter."

Hearing Ye Feng relax, Chen Zihao let out a breath, fell down on the cold floor, and passed out.

Ye Feng once again declined Long Tianyao's kind invitation, saying that it was getting late, so he wouldn't bother Mr. Long. He would definitely pay a visit some other day, and he would definitely keep the bottle of Romanee-Conti 2005 for me.

Ye Feng was not greedy for that bottle of red wine. He found an opportunity to collect the bronze treasure box from Song Ningzhi. Isn't it delicious?

Ye Feng left, and Chen Zihao, who was on the ground, was taken away for medical treatment. Manager Duan comforted the guests and said that tonight would affect everyone's dining, so everyone would be exempted from the bill.

Mr. Park looked at the tail lights of the Mercedes-Benz SL disappearing and asked: "Mr. Long, what is the background of this young man?"

Long Tianyao withdrew his gaze, shook his head and said, "I don't know, but this young man is by no means an ordinary person!"

Ye Feng didn't expect that Song Ningzhi and Hua Yu actually lived in the same community, but one was on the west side and the other on the south side.

"Would you like to come up and have a glass of water?" Song Ningzhi extended an invitation to Ye Feng.

"No! You can't go!"

Hua Yu grabbed Ye Feng's arm and started making trouble again. Although she was only a senior in high school, she knew in her heart that something unspeakable would definitely happen if a man and a woman went home alone.

Thinking of this, Huayu felt uncomfortable in her heart. He is my boyfriend, and he must not be unclear with other women!

Ye Fenghu said with a face: "Don't make trouble! Go back quickly, your mother told you to go home for dinner!"

"No, I'm thirsty too. I want to follow you to drink water!" Hua Yu changed her strategy. If you don't leave, I will follow you and keep an eye on you!

"Go back to your home and drink!"

"No, my water doesn't taste good!"

"Believe it or not, I'll blow your brains out?"

"you dare!"

"Snapped!"

"Ah! Ye Feng! I hate you so much!"

Huayu pushed the door open and got out of the car, kicked the tires of the Mercedes-Benz violently, covered her head and ran away in anger.

Ye Feng followed Song Ningzhi into the villa, opened the door and opened the door. The light was brilliant, and Ye Feng suddenly took a breath of cold air.

The current price of this community is tens of millions, and the interior decoration may cost several millions more. Ye Feng is a little confused. How can Song Ningzhi drive a BMW Z4 worth four to five hundred thousand yuan with such financial resources?

Song Ningzhi threw her handbag on the sofa: "You take a rest and I'll take a bath. There are drinks in the refrigerator. You can get whatever you want."

Ye Feng responded, opened the large double-door refrigerator, took out a bottle of drink, unscrewed the lid and took a sip.

Turning around, the ground was littered with clothes. Song Ningzhi had just opened the bathroom door, only a set of black lace underwear was left on her body.

The white and smooth back, the round buttocks, and the black lace underwear that was endowed with mysterious meanings stimulated every nerve of Ye Feng.

"Pfft... cough cough..."

Ye Feng took a sip of his drink and coughed violently. Song Ningzhi turned her head, her charming eyes were as silk as silk, and she ducked into the bathroom with a teasing smile.

"Crack!"

The bathroom door was closed, but Ye Feng was sure that she had not locked it.

What is this hinting to himself? Ye Feng's heart is a little confused.

Soon there was the sound of rushing water, and against the orange light inside, a graceful and enchanting shadow was reflected on the frosted glass door.

Ye Feng's mouth suddenly became dry and he took a few sips of the iced drink.

"Calm down! Calm down! I'm here to collect the treasure box!"

Although he warned himself in his heart, the sound of water coming from the bathroom and the reflection on the frosted glass made Ye Feng extremely hot. Qi and blood surged like waves, and the blood flowed back and gathered in his lower abdomen.

"Ye Feng, come here..."

A soft voice came from the bathroom, and Ye Feng couldn't help but feel his heart tremble.

"What do you mean? Call yourself a Yuanyang Bath?"

Ye Feng swallowed and moved to the bathroom door.

"Miss Song, what's wrong?"

"Help me get some clothes. It's in the closet in the left-hand room on the second floor. The purple floral one."

Ye Feng breathed a sigh of relief, but felt a little disappointed in his heart. It turned out that he was not allowed to go into the mandarin duck bath.

After going up to the second floor and pushing open the door on the left, Ye Feng could not help but sniff.

"smell good!"

The decoration of this bedroom is much more simple and elegant, not as splendid as the living room, with moon-white curtains, pink sheets, and a furry doll on the bedside. If he hadn't known in advance that it was Song Ningzhi's bedroom, Ye Feng would have thought he was in a little girl's boudoir.

Opening the closet, Ye Feng rummaged through the purple floral dress that Song Ningzhi mentioned.

As the saying goes, a woman's wardrobe is always short of one piece of clothing. Ye Feng really saw it today. The large four-door wardrobe had two floors, full of hanging clothes, and they were all summer clothes.

Among them are many luxury brands that Ye Feng is familiar with. The value of this cabinet of clothes alone can probably buy a large flat in a second-tier city.

"it's here!"

Ye Feng finally found the purple floral dress Song Ningzhi mentioned among hundreds of clothes.

This is a silk skirt, as silky as baby skin, as light as nothing, and a little translucent!

Ye Feng sniffed his nose, which exuded a faint fragrance.

He reached out and took it out, and brought out something with a snap.

It was a small plastic bag. After it landed on the ground, the contents inside were scattered. Ye Feng hurriedly bent down to pick it up.

"this……"

Looking at the small balls and sticks with strings on the ground, Ye Feng's old face turned red, isn't that what it is!

I never expected that Song Ningzhi, who was obsessed with many animals, would actually play with such a thing.

An evil picture came into his mind. Song Ningzhi, wearing a sexy purple floral skirt, walked out of the bathroom, lying on the bed lonely, thinking about her lover, and then took out a toy...

"I'll wipe it! What are you thinking about?"

Ye Feng patted his head to dispel the unbearable images in his mind, randomly put the things on the floor into plastic bags, threw them into the closet, and hurried downstairs holding the purple floral skirt.

"Miss Song! Your clothes."

The bathroom door opened a crack, and a white and smooth lotus arm was exposed. It may have been steamed by hot water, and it was white and rosy, with crystal water drops on it.

Ye Feng couldn't help but swallow again.

"What are you doing standing still? Give me your clothes!"

Ye Feng hooked his fingers with his outstretched arm, and hurriedly handed the floral skirt to Song Ningzhi. When their hands touched, Ye Feng shivered as if he was electrocuted.

The bathroom door closed, and Ye Feng, who was blushing and thick-necked, sat back on the sofa.

He was panting like an ox, his body was hot, and his forehead was covered with sweat.

How can I collect the treasure chest in this situation?

Ye Feng was so distraught that if she stayed here, I would either eat her or explode to death.

Then he accidentally glanced at the enchanting reflection on the bathroom door. Ye Feng's Adam's apple squirmed, and he stood up unexpectedly and walked towards the bathroom.

The bedroom on the second floor obviously has a bathroom, so why is Song Ningzhi on the first floor?

Why didn't she lock the door when she entered the bathroom?

Let yourself go get the purple floral skirt. Doesn’t she know it’s hanging with the toys?

Ye Feng was certain that Song Ningzhi did all this on purpose. She was trying to seduce him!

After being hungry for twenty-three years, a bowl of fragrant braised pork is placed in front of you. How can you not eat it?

Ye Feng is not a saint, nor is he Liu Xiahui. People's hints are so obvious. Isn't it unjustifiable if I don't cooperate?

At this moment, Ye Feng has arrived at the bathroom door. The sound of water inside has stopped, and the sound of wiping the body and Song Ningzhi's beautiful singing voice can be heard.

I put my hand on the door handle and twisted it slightly. Sure enough, it was unlocked!