Super Special Forces King

Chapter 766

766、

Everyone's talent is different. Compared with her thinking, Sharapova's physical talent is more outstanding.

But Dai Er's talent is the enchanting IQ and keen observation.

Simply speaking from Zhang Feng, she can immediately understand that the key to playing cards as a hidden weapon is speed.

So far, through Hu Xinting's reaction, it can be seen that she and Zhang Feng must be related.

Of course, this is not the reason for Dai Er doing this.

The main reason was that she realized that the person this time should be the official person of China.

And Zhang Feng said at the beginning that he was a soldier of the Huaxia Kingdom, which means he is not now.

Why would an outstanding soldier leave the army? There must be many things in it.

The more she showed that she cared about Zhang Feng, it meant that Zhang Feng became more important to herself.

Then if they want to get something from themselves, they will definitely not embarrass Zhang Feng anywhere.

Dai'er couldn't guess the story between Zhang Feng and China's domestic forces, but she could only do so much.

In fact, when Dai'er treated Hu Xinting indifferently, she was also a little unclear whether her selfish intentions were at work.

Zhang Feng in the room rarely fell into a deep sleep. Del and Sharapova came in without waking him.

There was only a pair of shorts under his body, and the whole person was lying on the bed with all directions, with the corners of the slightly opened mouth, even drooling.

The injury on Dai'er's foot is not wet, so although the sweat on her body is sticky, she still can't take a bath.

However, Sharapova saw that Zhang Feng was sleeping like a dead pig, and she didn't have too many taboos. She stripped her body and went into the bathroom.

The sound of rushing water in the bathroom sounded, and Sharapova's rugged and delicate body was revealed on the frosted glass.

Dai'er was sitting in a wheelchair, clinging her chin with her hand, staring at Zhang Feng who was asleep in a daze.

She has learned from Sharapova's mouth that how Zhang Feng handled the injury to her foot?

Thinking of his mouth...? Dai'er couldn't help but blush on her cheeks.

I am more moved in my heart, or I am myself, I am afraid I can never do such a thing.

She didn't know what kind of feeling she was dealing with Zhang Feng in her heart now.

At the beginning, when I first met Zhang Feng, I was extremely resistant, and even felt that my family was exaggerating, how could anyone want to kill himself.

At that time, she felt that Zhang Feng looked thin and weak.

The attitude when speaking is even more uncomfortable. There is no gentlemanlike demeanor of the boys in the noble school, which is disgusting.

But walking along the way, she found that this man was not what he seemed to be.

The body that looks thin, when undressed, is a piece of well-proportioned and beautiful muscles.

His character is a bit cunning, but he is against the enemy.

When he hesitated, he would urge himself with male chauvinism and let himself be courageous.

When he fell from the air, he pushed himself into the window, but he was in danger.

When he didn't shoot himself blaming himself, he hugged himself gently to comfort himself without blaming himself.

What is gentlemanly? Maybe it's the man's responsibility. From this perspective, Zhang Feng should be regarded as a real gentleman.

In comparison, the superficial gentlemen in the aristocratic school are disgusted by the nasty and nasty activities sitting underneath.

If you are an ordinary girl?

If there is such a possibility, Dai Er will definitely pursue him.

But if this is impossible!

"Hey." With a light sigh, Dai'er cast her gaze out of the window.

Stand up on one foot, jump to the side of the bed, slowly lie down, lying next to Zhang Feng, just lying down as simple as that.

Sharapova poked her head out of the room and was surprised to see Zhang Feng still asleep, and Dai'er on the other side also asleep.

But I didn't think much about it, and I felt relieved seeing them both asleep.

His naked body wrapped in a bath towel and walked out of the bathroom.

The long golden hair is draped over the shoulders, and the body is healthy, wheat-colored, without a trace of fat.

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Zhang Feng felt that his sleep was dim.

Open your eyes and look left and right, Sharapova is lying on the left and Dale is lying on the right.

"Huh? Why are they two sleeping here?" muttered dazedly.

Suddenly, his eyes widened: "I..."

The word "grass" was swallowed abruptly!

Jumping out of bed quickly, Zhang Feng's surprised mouth was slightly long, he wouldn't do anything to them, right? Do you enjoy the blessing of Qi people?

He lowered his head and pulled off his underwear, and saw that his little brother was not unusual, so he was a little relieved.

What's special, if the Halberd of War training camp and the British royal family know that they are sleeping with their little princess, or are they sleeping together on the same bed, how can they unite and kill themselves all over the world?

He put a cigarette out of his pocket on the bed of his clothes, lit it on his mouth, and walked out of the room slowly.

"You had a good rest last night? After all, there are two beautiful women who are like flowers and jade."

Zhang Feng followed his reputation and saw Hu Xinting sitting at the dining table eating.

Do you have any meals?

I took out my cell phone and looked at it. Really, it was 6 o'clock in the afternoon, and I actually slept with one foot for a long time.

Walked over indifferently and sat down directly opposite Hu Xinting.

Pretending to sniff a few times, Yin and Yang said strangely: "Hey, have you smelled it, the air is full of sour taste."

"Humph." Hu Xinting snorted coldly, and said: "Do you think I will eat your jealousy?"

Zhang Feng picked up the unused fork on the table, inserted the largest piece of barbecue on the plate, and delivered it to his mouth.

While chewing, he said vaguely: "Of course you won't be jealous, hehe, don't look at your identity, you said it's strange, why are you everywhere?"

Hearing the cynicism in and out of Zhang Feng's words, Hu Xinting put down the knife and fork in her hand, keeping her eyes gentle, "The Zhang Feng I knew back then was not what he is now. At that time, he spoke carefully in front of me."

Swallowing the food in the mouth, the stomach feels a lot more comfortable, and it is no longer empty and chattering.

Hearing Hu Xinting's words, Zhang Feng smiled bitterly, and said to himself: "Yes, I was like that at the beginning. But there is no way. The laws of this world will not change. If you want to adapt to it, you can only change myself. . What else can I do? I'm slaughtered by my neck? Or become the way I hate myself the most, tending to be inflamed?"