Chapter Eighty-Five: Qinglong Has News
Wu Xuan gently continued to caress Guo Meijing's jade feet with his hands, silky and delicate, these feet seem to be the most beautiful works of art in the world!
Guo Meijing's feet hit a feeling of comfort, and the pain in the soles of her feet disappeared immediately, and was replaced by a kind of coolness, which ordinary people can't press.
It is undeniable that Guo Meijing's feet are very good-looking, the instep is delicate and delicate, so jade feet are held in her hands, warm and silky, Wu Xuan's evil fire has been stirred up.
"Are you alright?" Guo Meijing opened her mouth and asked, after all, her feet are a woman's private parts, and she felt embarrassed and even a little embarrassed to be touched by a man like this.
At this time, Wu Xuan was almost massaged, and reluctantly put down Guo Meijing's jade feet, as if it was his favorite thing, and suddenly flew away.
Guo Mei went to bed lazily, her two long white legs crossed together, which made people's hearts open and couldn't help but move.
"Guo Da Beauty, why don't you talk about a boyfriend?"
Guo Meijing glanced at Wu Xuan suspiciously, with a hint of strange heartbeat in her eyes: "I don't want to talk about it so early, not to mention that there is no one I like, these two people live a lifelong life, take your time!" ”
"You're really beautiful!"
Wu Xuan's praise made Guo Meijing's face flush climb up her cheeks.
"Wu Xuan, do you really sometimes make people unable to understand what you are thinking?"
"What do you think? I'm thinking about how to develop your devil's body and cultivate the good land, should I do it tonight, or should I? ”
"Get out! When you talk about it, you're not serious! ”
After getting along with Wu Xuan for such a long time, Guo Meijing knows that Wu Xuan's personality is straightforward, at most he is addicted, and he doesn't know how many times better he is with those moral hypocrites.
"Seriously, I'm such a handsome guy, you're really not moved, do you want to be passionate with me all night!"
"Get out, I'm going to sleep!"
Wu Xuan walked out of the room with interest and said at the door: "If you can't hold back your loneliness, you can come and knock on my room door, I will definitely serve you comfortably, so that you can feel what is the most cheerful fun in the world." ”
"Hooligans!"
Wu Xuan left, but Guo Meijing stared at the door blankly, and at this moment she was moved.
Wu Xuan is really gone, if it is placed on an ordinary man, it is absolutely difficult to have such concentration, although Wu Xuan's mouth is a little excessive, but it can be seen that he is a righteous gentleman.
Unconsciously, her beautiful face turned red, her thoughts flew wildly, she didn't know what she was thinking, but she couldn't leave Wu Xuan after all.
Wu Xuan returned to the study, holding a copy of "The Emperor's Inner Canon" and studying it carefully, completely immersed in his own world, especially the method of traditional Chinese medicine, which is too mysterious and unfathomable, as profound as an unenlightened chaotic world.
At twelve o'clock in the evening, Guo Meijing tiptoed to the study and quietly pushed open the door.
I saw Wu Xuan's right hand stroking the book, his index finger raised slightly, his brows furrowed slightly, and the pale yellow ancient lamp shone on his face, which was simply handsome!
The focused, innocent eyes exuded a hint of charm even more.
Yes, when a man thinks, he simply thinks, that is when a man is the most handsome, and this scene is quietly implanted in Guo Meijing's heart.
Guo Meijing didn't want to disturb Wu Xuan's reading, and was about to quietly close the door and leave.
Unexpectedly, as soon as the door was closed, Wu Xuan's voice came from inside the house: "Since you are lonely, then come in!" ”
"Shameless, I just want to ask you where you have water to drink, I'm not lonely, I see you're lonely!"
Walking in, Guo Meijing glanced at it, Wu Xuan turned out to be "The Yellow Emperor's Inner Canon", and there were books such as "Yin Fu Sutra" and "Zhou Yi" on the desk.
To tell the truth, there are too few people who can understand these books, and for thousands of years in China, strange people and strange people have studied them, but ......
Guo Meijing, who had been stunned for a long time, didn't expect Wu Xuan to read such a profound book.
"The water is in the fridge, take it yourself!"
Guo Meijing walked out without speaking, she couldn't bear to disturb Wu Xuan.
Suddenly, Wu Xuan's phone rang, and a chubby voice came: "Brother Ang, Qinglong has news!" ”
"Are you still alive?"
"Alive!"
With two simple words, Wu Xuan suddenly laughed out loud, the thing he was most worried about did not happen after all.
He smiled very happily, but there was a hint of sadness and unwillingness in that smile.
As long as Qinglong is alive, no matter where he is, Wu Xuan is confident that he will save his brother from fire and water.
"Tell me, where is he?"
"I don't know yet, I only got this news, if there is a place to detain, I will tell you as soon as possible!"
"Good!"
Wu Xuan's fists were clenched, and he smashed his fist on the desk, and when he looked closely, a few cracks quietly appeared on the mahogany desk.
He remembered what Qinglong once said to him: Brother, as long as I Qinglong stands for the rest of my life, you Wu Xuan will never lie down!
Guo Meijing heard the noise just now, and had already walked into the house, and she saw the scene just now.
"Wu Xuan, what's wrong with you?" Guo Meijing asked with concern.
"I have a brother who has been arrested, and now I get the news that he is still alive."
"Then call the police!"
Wu Xuan smiled, walked up to Guo Meijing, and touched her head: "Silly girl, the police are not omnipotent, there are many things that even the international special police can't do, and for some people, even the Navy SEALs in the United States can't do anything." ”
Guo Meijing thought that the Navy SEALs were one of the most mysterious and deterrent special operations forces in the world, and who was the person in Wu Xuan's mouth, it must be an extremely terrifying existence.
Wu Xuan saw Guo Meijing's doubts, and said with a smile: "The poster commando team is a fart, I think I will ...... their twelve team members alone."
Wu Xuan didn't say the latter words, because the less Guo Meijing knew, the more she was protected.
The iron-blooded dragon king, who once resounded in the dark world of the West, killed countless enemies, and countless organizations in the West were terrified when they heard these four words.
The title of the Iron-Blooded Dragon King was obtained by Wu Xuan from a pool of blood, and he originally wanted to never interfere in these things again, but he couldn't forget the oath of the blood alliance.
Even if he died, as long as there was a glimmer of hope, he had to save his brother.
Because his name is Wu Xuan!
At that moment, Guo Meijing seemed to be a different person than Wu Xuan in front of her, and there was an extremely terrifying look in her eyes, and that look exuded unwillingness, an indescribable look.
The sense of vicissitudes emanating from the eyes of a young man in his twenties made Guo Meijing speechless, and she quietly admired Wu Xuan.
After a few minutes, Wu Xuan suddenly said: "The company's affairs, I may have to push forward, Meijing, you can rest assured that I will not leave you the slightest trouble!" ”