When Wang Fuxing opened his eyes again, the sky outside the window was already bright.

In fact, the health of the human body can be seen from many small details, the amount of food, the quality of sleep, are the most intuitive indicators that reflect the quality of a person's health, with Wang Fuxing's physical condition, only four to six hours of sleep a day is enough to live, but the physical condition after the injury has plummeted, even if you sleep for more than ten hours, you are still tired.

There was a very young Miaoman body sitting next to him, covered with a quilt with him, sitting against the back of the bed, holding his knees with both hands, his body bent, his chin resting on his knees, the whole person curled up slightly, his back, shoulders, and a large area of snow-white and delicate skin were exposed, and the beauty made people feel a little dizzy.

Wang Fuxing's eyes were in a trance, a little dazed, because the woman was on his left, he instinctively thought that this was the Huangfu Lingxi, and his hand touched it to the right, empty, and Wang Fuxing, who was buzzing in his mind, finally remembered what happened last night.

Sleeping next to him was the horrible woman codenamed Dead Corpse!

Wang Fuxing instantly felt absurd, he knew very well what happened last night, and then his old face turned red.

He told her that he was not willing or involuntary, and that last night's situation, if there was to be any clarity, was that a man was taking possession of a woman, and that woman did not object.

But in Wang Fuxing's heart, this so-called possession is undoubtedly very unsuccessful.

Because...

Wang Fuxing clenched his fists, and his face seemed to be feverish, because in his impression, in that primitive battle, he didn't even hold out for five minutes and was defeated!

It's a shame.

The corpse is beautiful, her body is sensitive, and her gentle moaning when she is crushed under her is also beautiful... Oh, by the way, she's not a virgin.

Everything in Wang Fuxing's mind became clearer and clearer, a little embarrassed and annoyed, his eyes were open, looking at the woman sitting next to him, his face was a little cloudy.

The corpse still maintained her weak-looking posture, her long black and shiny hair covered the side of her face, Wang Fuxing couldn't see her expression, but vaguely felt that her gaze was faint, it seemed that she was out of focus, and she was in a daze.

Wang Fuxing squinted slightly, was silent for a while, and suddenly said, "What are you thinking?" ”

"Nothing."

The corpse replied quickly, her tone was flat, flat without any superfluous emotion, not even the slightest hint of hostility, hatred and disgust.

Wang Fuxing noticed that her tender white body stiffened slightly at the moment she spoke, and then returned to normal, which showed that she was indeed distracted, but she controlled her body, expression, and even tone to the point of perfection.

"You don't hate me?"

Wang Fuxing's tone was very cold, but a trace of warmth quietly flashed in his eyes, he stretched out his hand, but did not hold the body of the dead corpse, but grabbed her slender calves, flattened her body, and let her lie down beside him again, and then stretched out his hands in his arms, looked at her coldly and said, "Isn't it cold?" ”

She shook her head silently, letting Wang Fuxing hug her, her beautiful face had no expression, but her eyes were very clear and calm.

The big red quilt is gently undulating in a small amplitude.

Wang Fuxing's palm hesitated up and down the curve of the woman's body in the quilt, caressing her body slowly, as if he was treating the most precious work of art.

He was rude last night.

But her skin is very delicate, so that when Wang Fuxing pulled her over, he could clearly see the obvious kiss marks on her neck, collarbone, and as for her unusually full and perfect breasts, there were even some bruised fingerprints.

Wang Fuxing was a little distressed for no reason, and suddenly found that he was indeed quite a bastard.

"Does it hurt?"

Wang Fuxing said softly, carefully covering her palms over her chest, and his movements were extremely gentle.

With a very sensitive body, she seemed to smile, and she even straightened up her upper body, making Wang Fuxing more comfortable to touch, her body trembled gently under Wang Fuxing's palm, with a rhythm that was unusually tacit with Wang Fuxing's movements.

Wang Fuxing seemed to remember something, his expression and eyes instantly became extremely indifferent, such a contradictory change, but it was fast and abrupt on him, he let go of the body of the dead body, sat up from the bed, and said coldly: "Get dressed, I will arrange rooms for your people to live, there are many rooms under His Royal Highness, it is not a grievance to let them live, as for you, from today onwards, live opposite me, if I want to see you, I will go to you myself." ”

"My people?"

The dead corpse spoke lightly, maybe not long after getting up, her voice was flat with a hint of laziness, the brilliance in her eyes seemed to be gradually fading, becoming silent again, and said lightly: "Don't forget, you are also my person." ”

Wang Fuxing sneered, pinched her chin, lifted her pretty face, made her look up at herself, and said lightly: "Don't make a mistake about the relationship between us, you invite the frenzy of autumn water to hell, I agree, the two swords belong to you, but you belong to me, understand?" ”

He lowered his head and took the other's delicate little mouth in his mouth.

The dead corpse did not move, looked up on the little face, took the initiative to stretch out the lilac tongue and intertwined with Wang Fuxing, after an unusually fierce deep kiss, Wang Fuxing finally let go of her, resisted the urge to gasp violently, and said with an evil smile: "The little mouth is so sweet, I don't know which bastard has tasted it in person before, if you don't say it, it doesn't matter, I will know one day, and then kill him!" As for you, your body can be enjoyed only by myself from now on. ”

"Wang Fuxing, you really make me sick now!"

Because of a fierce kiss, the eyes of the dead corpse were a little confused, and after hearing Wang Fuxing's words, she instantly sobered up, gritted her teeth, and said with a sneer.

"So what?"

Wang Fuxing sneered and put on his pants and got out of bed, only to feel a little weak all over, but his actions were fine, he stretched his waist, looked at the dead body on the bed with an angry face, and said lightly in an indifferent tone.

The dead corpse snorted coldly, but didn't say much silence, silently picked up the little white underwear next to the bed, his face hesitated, he wanted to change to a new one but found that he didn't bring it, gritted his teeth and was just about to put it on, but Wang Fuxing sneered and directly lifted the quilt on her body.

The corpse subconsciously screamed, and curled up again, almost instinctively covering the sensitive parts of its body.

"Does it work? I did my research last night, and now, put on your clothes! ”

Wang Fuxing said coldly.

The face of the dead corpse remained unchanged, but a trace of shame and anger flashed in his eyes, he gritted his teeth, quickly put on his underwear and bra, and in less than a minute, a familiar white figure that made Wang Fuxing a little trance stood in front of him again.

The two of them went downstairs neatly dressed, the imperial hall has a total of three floors, and the restaurant is on the second floor, now Xia Qinwei has returned, plus Huangfu Lingxi, Yu Xiaoyu, and the shooter, the four women sat around the table, they seemed to have had lunch, only Huangfu Lingxi's small mouth was busy, dealing with a plate of fruit in front of him.

Xia Qinwei sat on the side expressionlessly.

When Yu Xiaoyu saw Wang Fuxing coming in, she blinked secretly and did not speak.

The shooter's face was a little complicated, and he didn't know what he was thinking.

Obviously, several women obviously knew that Wang Fuxing's harem suddenly had a young woman whose strength was comparable to that of Nangong Slaying Dragon, and even more powerful than Nangong Slaying Dragon in a one-on-one situation.

But they obviously didn't know what attitude to put on her.

The dead corpse's eyes seemed to be a little nervous, but they concealed it well, and quietly followed Wang Fuxing's side, silently.

Wang Fuxing smiled a little weakly, walked over and sat on the main seat, and said softly: "Have you had lunch?" ”

Huangfu Lingxi ate the fruit and didn't look up at all.

Yu Xiaoyu looked away, but didn't seem to hear it.

The shooter stopped talking, wanted to say something, but held back.

The Emperor of the Cold Field.

Wang Fuxing coughed dryly, waved his hand, motioned for the dead body to sit down, and said softly: "That..."

Before he finished speaking, Xia Qinwei sneered, interrupted his words, and said expressionlessly: "Husband, you are the head of the family, you didn't serve the table, which of us dares to move the chopsticks first?" ”

Wang Fuxing's scalp was numb for a while, this was not a yin and yang weirdness, but there was something in the words, as if they had become angry little daughters-in-law, he smiled bitterly, shook his head and said: "This is serious, I don't pay attention to that set at home, what do you want to eat at noon?" Tell the kitchen to do it, or do we just go out to eat? I know a good dumpling restaurant, the store is a little smaller, but it tastes absolutely good, I..."

"Are you hungry?"

Huangfu Lingxi ate a petal of orange, finally raised his head, stretched out his little tongue and licked the corners of his mouth, looked at Wang Fuxing and said seriously.

Even she herself didn't know how sexy and seductive her little tongue was to lick the corners of her mouth.

Wang Fuxing swallowed his saliva, nodded, his face was a little tight, and prayed that a few women would not do it here, pretending to be calm: "A little." ”

"Then let's go hungry first."

Huangfu Lingxi said seriously, and then continued to lower his head and eat the fruit.

“……”

Wang Fuxing was stunned, and just as he wanted to speak again, the internal phone in the restaurant suddenly rang.

Wang Fuxing frowned, and before he could move, the shooter had already stood up and picked up the phone.

Then she glanced at Wang Fuxing.

An instinctive instinct.

Wang Fuxing suddenly felt that something was wrong.

Really.

The shooter listened to a few words, and was not surprised at all, but glanced at Wang Fuxing with a little weakness, and stammered: "Less... Young Master, Miss Chu is here. ”

"Leading?"

Wang Fuxing was stunned for a moment, and said softly: "Isn't she in the southwest?" How did you come to the capital? ”

"That's... Minister Chen also came. ”

“……”

Wang Fuxing felt more and more that something was wrong, just looked at the shooter and didn't say more.

The shooter became more and more nervous, as if he was about to cry out aggrieved, and continued: "Mayor Ye is also here. ”

“……”

Wang Fuxing's scalp was a little numb, and he faintly noticed something, and said worriedly: "What else? ”

"And... Aunt Ye also came. ”

Ye Tianting and his wife have already moved to the Imperial Palace nearby, and if they want to come over, it will only take twenty minutes to drive.

Wang Fuxing was already in a cold sweat, and secretly glanced at Xia Qinwei, and his intuition told him that this matter must have something to do with this most tossed chick.

This time Xia Qinwei didn't say anything, glanced at Wang Fuxing, her beautiful little face was extremely serious, and said coldly: "Don't look at it, I called it, we have a meeting today!" ”

Wang Fuxing's feet slipped and almost got under the table.