Zhao Feng drove Aston to the place where Meng Yuhan was located, which was a private manor 100 kilometers away from City A. It is surrounded by mountains and rivers, and the environment is elegant and somewhat unreal.

"There are still places like this around City A." Zhao Feng's eyes were full of surprise.

On the outskirts of City A, 100 kilometres away, there should have been piles of industrial waste and machinery wreckage. For example, there is a large amount of industrial waste in Meteor Street, and many people who rely on industrial waste to survive have also been born.

In the 24th century, it is extremely rare to find such elegant mountain forests.

"This is my private estate, and only my best friend will be allowed to come here." Meng Yuhan said to Zhao Feng.

Zhao Feng touched his nose and thought: Sure enough, she is the eldest lady of high society.

This is the only way to maintain such an elegant environment on a private estate, and the amount of money spent on maintaining the environment is not a small amount of money every year.

When the two of them walked to the gate of the manor, there was already a butler in a black dress and an elegant demeanor waiting for them.

"Miss, Mr. Zhao, the dinner party is ready!" The butler bowed and said.

Meng Yuhan nodded, and the housekeeper took the two to the lake behind the manor. There is a fine wooden house with an observation deck behind it.

At this time, a table of exquisite food has been set up on the wooden floor of the observation deck. The housekeeper and waiter took off the lid of the plate and left, and only Zhao Feng and Meng Yuhan were there by the huge lake.

Zhao Feng looked at a table of exquisite delicacies, blowing the night breeze with water vapor by the lake, and there was a stunning beauty sitting opposite, and he was in a very good mood.

"It's nice to have such a manor of your own." He said from the bottom of his heart. But he also knew that such estates were very expensive.

Meng Yuhan poured himself a glass of red wine and shook it gently in his hand, "I generally don't like to go out to eat, and a crowded place will make people feel irritable." That's why I usually bring guests here. ”

Zhao Feng leaned back in his chair and let the night breeze blow into his collar, which was very comfortable. There's no smell of steel scrap on Meteor Street, and there's no restlessness and hustle and bustle in the city that can't be dissipated.

"Senior sister, can you ask a question?"

Meng Yuhan took a sip of red wine and closed his eyes comfortably to enjoy, "What's the problem?" ”

"What are the conditions for owning such a manor in City A?" Zhao Feng asked.

Meng Yuhan looked at Zhao Feng and asked strangely, "Why do you ask such a question?" ”

Zhao Feng smiled and said, "It's just curiosity." I was just wondering what level of wealth I would have to have in order to have a secret estate of my own. ”

Meng Yuhan laughed "poof", "I'm afraid this is a little difficult!" Because this land has always been our family. Well, someone has estimated the value of this land, at least a billion yuan! ”

Zhao Feng nodded, "That's really a lot of money." "I probably need to save for a long time, and if the numbers on my bank account are too long to remember in the future, I can choose to buy one.

Meng Yuhan raised the wine glass in his hand towards Zhao Feng, "The red wine of the Bordeaux winery in France, the limited reserve wine of the 22nd century, don't you want to taste it?" ”

Zhao Feng smiled and shook his head, "I'm sorry, I don't like to drink red wine." ”

Meng Yuhan said: "This is not good, drinking red wine is a necessary skill for the upper class!" ”

Zhao Feng smiled politely: "But I still don't like it." ”

Meng Yuhan tilted his head to look at Zhao Feng, "You are really a strange man." ”

Zhao Feng said: "What is strange, but I choose to let myself live more freely." Also, if you are a girl, it is better to drink less alcohol. ”

Meng Yuhan was a little surprised, it was the first time that a man had spoken to him in such an almost commanding tone. But instead of getting angry, she found it funny.

It was dark, and there was a starlight overhead, casting a white light that shimmered in the lake.

Zhao Feng enjoyed this rare beautiful scenery in the city, and after a while, he entered today's topic and said to Meng Yuhan: "Regarding the matter of the guild, the black rose can enter Vermilion Bird City, but it must obey the command of the God of War Society. That's my principle. ”

Meng Yuhan held the wine glass in his hand, "You can't meddle in the internal affairs of Black Rose, we can be bound by the God of War Society, but we will not be vassals of the God of War Society, but an alliance!" ”

Zhao Feng knocked on the table, "The resource points of Vermilion Bird City are allocated by me, you can give your opinions, but you must obey my orders unconditionally." The God of War will provide protection for the Black Rose, and you will need to help when the God of War is attacked. ”

Meng Yuhan frowned, "The allocation of resource points is completely designated by you, don't you think it's too much?" "If you don't have enough resources, then the black rose can't grow at all.

Zhao Feng smiled, "Our conversation this time is not based on the same level. Allowing the Black Rose to enter Suzaku City and provide shelter is a great treat, I think. You must know that the current Vermilion Bird City, as one of the ten main cities, has all the resources in my hands. Once you are here, you will not face any competitive pressure. ”

As if sensing that what he said was too utilitarian, Zhao Feng exhaled, and his tone became softer. "Moreover, whether it is you or Yuqian, we are all classmates from the same school. Am I going to bully you? ”

Meng Yuhan looked at Zhao Feng and snorted softly, she stroked her hair, "Who knows, if you really want to bully us women at that time, won't we let you slaughter!" ”

Zhao Feng spread his hands, "Purely in terms of the game, you really can't believe my words. But now, my words are based on personal integrity. If you can't trust me, you can not come to Suzaku Castle. ”

He spread out his words.

Meng Yuhan drank the wine in the cup, and his face began to be a little ruddy, "However, I don't like the feeling that fate is in the hands of others. She looked at Zhao Feng with burning eyes.

"Do your words represent the God of War? Or can you represent the blade? ”

Zhao Feng looked at the bottle of valuable red wine on the table, a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, and he poured himself a glass.

"My words are the words of the blade, and I mean exactly what he means. It's that simple! ”

A glass of wine was poured into the stomach, and the bitter taste of red wine permeated the tip of the tongue, Zhao Feng really didn't like this kind of wine that was not suitable for the taste of Chinese people. Soon, though, a fruity aroma began to spread through the throat, leaving a lingering aroma on the lips and teeth.

"The taste is ok, it's a little better than the red wine in the Meteor Street Bar." Zhao Feng said.

Meng Yuhan smiled angrily, "You actually compare my Bordeaux with the bar on Meteor Street?" This bottle of wine could buy a bar there! ”

"That's how rich people's money is spent!" Zhao Feng poured himself another glass, and it didn't feel so unpleasant.

"That's what Blade means, think about it. The guild is still under construction, and I'm sure many people will want to work with the God of War. It's going to be very busy, and if you can't grasp it this time, it may not be so good. Zhao Feng said.

Meng Yuhan gently bit her white teeth, she stood up violently and strode to Zhao Feng's side.

Zhao Feng smiled indifferently, "What, do you still want to beat me?" ”

Meng Yuhan's eyes showed a look that seemed to be a little angry and a little embarrassed, she suddenly leaned down and bit Zhao Feng's lip fiercely!

The sweet lips touched his mouth, with the sweet smell of red wine, and a hint of pain and the fishy sweetness of blood.

Zhao Feng: "Ah! With a sigh, he was shocked and just wanted to ask Meng Yuhan what he was doing. At this time, Meng Yuhan didn't give him a chance to speak at all, and sat directly on Zhao Feng and bit his lip fiercely!

This time, instead of using her teeth, she used her tongue.

Zhao Feng's brain was blank, and his body instinctively hugged the hot and soft body in front of him.

Meng Yuhan sucked Zhao Feng's lips passionately, and Zhao Feng also responded passionately to everything about her. The two men were entwined with tongues, as if they were engaged in a fierce battle, and neither of them would admit defeat.

A long time passed, and they only separated when both of them felt a little difficult to breathe.

Meng Yuhan and Zhao Feng's faces turned red due to lack of oxygen and excitement, and they didn't know if there was a factor of red wine in it.

Meng Yuhan stood up from Zhao Feng and straightened his undulating chest and loose hair.

Zhao Feng looked at her back and asked, "What do you mean?" ”

Meng Yuhan said: "Huh? ”

Zhao Feng: "Please, why do you have a puzzled expression?" ”

Meng Yuhan said very calmly: "I just want to do it very much, is there any problem?" ”

Zhao Feng was silent, and after a while, he asked hesitantly, "Do you often do this?" ”

Meng Yuhan said: "No. I just want to bite you hard! ”

Zhao Feng only remembered the wound at the corner of his mouth at this time, he wiped his lips, and his fingers were bright red.

"Senior sister, you won't have a crush on me, will you?"