Chapter Forty-Eight: The Air Is Burning

I thought that the business genius in front of me would send him something philosophical, but Qian Duo had a deaf attitude. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

Unexpectedly, Feng Hua was disgusted with his unpleasant name of cyclamen.

Although the two of them are now partners, there is no need to hide about industrial issues, but is it necessary to show the dislike so obviously and directly?

Besides, the name cyclamen was not given by him, but by someone else.

Qian Duo didn't know the meaning of Feng Hua's words, but someone sitting against the wall at the innermost end of the Kaaba realized it.

His pupils shrank, his fists clenched suddenly, and the teacup in his hand was crushed into pieces by the strong pressure in an instant.

"Who?" Feng Hua, who was sitting at the table, waved his arm, and a jade exquisite white jade wine glass with gold flew to the innermost wall of the basement in the form of a perfect parabola.

Don't look at it with just a light wave, after using the Tai Chi Gong method to overcome rigidity with softness, the fist-sized teacup smashed a hole the size of a football into the wall under the control of the exercise.

The hole is not big, but it is enough to see the situation on the other side. There was no one in the empty room, only a bookshelf with a few books, and a pair of tables and chairs carved from unicorn wood.

The style of the whole room is different from the style of the ground house where Feng Hua is located at this time, but it presents a kind of low-key luxury with connotation.

Qian Duo was shocked by the sudden actions of the woman in front of him: What a strong internal strength.

She was even more shocked that she could detect the existence of that person, for the first time in history.

The waves in his heart were turbulent, but he still pretended to be casual and stepped forward: "Miss Feng, what's wrong?" Could it be that someone is eavesdropping? ”

Ignoring the sao fox's pretending to be crazy and stupid, Feng Hua stood upright and faced the golden wood wall: "Don't come out yet?" ”

When the words fell, only to hear a "boom", the gold and wood wall, which was only the size of a football, collapsed instantly. A man in black stepped out from the other side of the wall, it was Wei Yi.

Immediately afterwards, a beautiful man in a bullet flower dark pattern brocade suit followed. The scabbard, sword eyebrows, deep pupils, and resolute and handsome face are the characteristics of the night prince Ye Luo of the Western Chu Dynasty.

Ye Luo's appearance also confirmed that Feng Hua's thoughts were right, the two rooms of heaven and earth were indeed connected.

The fourth floor of the cyclamen was about 100 square meters, and when she first reached the fourth floor, she deliberately observed the corridor.

The length is only about seven meters, and even if you remove the staircase passage to go upstairs, it should be eight meters. So where does the remaining meter go?

There is also the feeling of being spied on when she just entered the ground gate, she rarely has delusions, even if she is very tired.

Moreover, the whole room of the basement was decorated with gold, and only the ruined wall was made of gold wood.

Although the color is the same as the gold of gold, if you don't look closely, you won't be able to see what the wall looks like.

But Kaneki has a fatal flaw, and that is that Kaneki can exude a faint fragrance. And unlike other woody incense, it is a unique fragrance.

Feng Hua also met by chance again, and was fortunate to smell it once, such a rare wood is naturally memorable.

Originally, it was just her guess that the two rooms of heaven and earth were connected, until the slight noise just now confirmed that her guess was true.

Just in a blink of an eye, Ye Luo was already standing in front of Feng Hua: "How did you find out?" ”

It stands to reason that she could not have found that the two rooms were connected, after all, they were so exquisitely designed. Even if you do, you shouldn't be even less likely to find someone next door.

Because no one has been able to discover his hiding place for twenty years, he is still very confident in his way of concealment.

Even if there was an accidental noise just now, the movement was so small that Wei Yi, who was standing five meters away from him, couldn't notice it.

What's more, although the sound insulation effect of the wall is not very good, it is not bad. Can a person who is separated by a wall still hear the movement that no one can hear when they are close?

All in all, in Ye Luo's mind, it had been ruled out that Feng Hua was finding his existence through hearing.

As everyone knows, Feng Hua used his own ears to determine that there was someone behind the wall.

"Voice." Her ears have been particularly sensitive since she was a child, and no matter how subtle the movement is, she can't escape: "Why are you here?" ”

I thought it was an eavesdropping maniac, but I didn't expect it to be this night prince who has a habit of breaking into a woman's boudoir alone in the middle of the night.

It's just that how Yeluo appeared on the fourth floor of cyclamen, according to the rules of cyclamen:

The first floor is dedicated to ordinary people, the second floor is for wealthy businessmen and nobles, the third floor is for officials from the DPRK and China, the fourth floor is for the owners of the building, and the fifth floor is for ...... It is said that only a mysterious person can go up.

Even the nobles of the royal palace could only dine on the third floor at most, but he was able to appear on the fourth floor.

This is so counterintuitive.

"Isn't Madame looking for me?" A salty pig hand landed on Feng Hua's thin waist.

Gently, before Feng Hua could react, he and Ye Luo sat on the soft collapse made of gold.

It happens that the women are on top and the men are on the bottom, forming a harmonious natural landscape.

"Ma'am?" grabbed Yeluo's neckline, and moved his body to find a slightly more comfortable position.

In other words, when did she become the wife of this stinky man who not only peeped and eavesdropped, but also broke into people's houses at night?

"You see me, so you naturally have to be responsible for me." Ye Luo pressed the woman who moved around on his body, and his body stiffened for a moment: "Don't move." ”

This stupid woman, he is a man who is so normal that he can't be normal anymore, and he dares to move on him in such a posture.

I really want to break this little woman's head to see what she is thinking, and I don't know if her current actions are tantamount to igniting a fire.

If it weren't for the fact that the two of them hadn't developed further, he wouldn't have been able to immediately correct her on the spot.

Feng Hua looked arrogant: "If you say you don't move, you won't move, then I'm not ...... Face...... Sub ......"

However, the tsundere's expression didn't last until the end and froze on her face.

What did she feel......

Just below the hips, something strange seemed to be slowly getting bigger and harder.

Although Feng Hua was still a sixteen-year-old girl at this time, the soul in her body was a twenty-one-year-old strong woman from the twenty-first century.

What kind of things have not been seen, what kind of things do not understand.

Naturally, she knows what kind of embarrassing position she and Yeluo are in now.

She is having a close encounter with a masculine area.

At this moment, Feng Hua just wanted to look up to the sky and roar: Riding a horse, God, are you playing with me?