Night Lord received news that the perverted killer Blue Oath, who is internationally famous for his super high IQ, recently appeared in country M, and released the news that he wanted to kill the ambassador of Huaxia to country M, and Night Lord's task was to kill Blue Oath.

I arrived at more than eight o'clock the night before, because of the time difference, I slept until six o'clock in the morning, the Night Lord was half-leaning on the bed, his knife-like face was cold and arrogant, his phoenix eyes were slightly closed, and the pure white quilt was covered to his waist, revealing a chest with beautiful lines and tight muscles, unlike the bronze skin of ordinary soldiers, Night Lord was born with white skin, but it did not reduce the wild domineering in his bones at all.

This man has the capital to drive anyone crazy, be it a woman, or a man.

He was thinking about the assignment of this task in his brain when a message sounded on his phone.

The Night Lord frowned, there were not many people who knew his contact information, and then he thought of someone.

That character jumps out and is always flirting with his child.

"Sir, what are you doing, do you miss me?" the young man's voice was low and hoarse, his tone was frivolous, and his sentences were full of charm.

When the Night Lord heard the voice from the young man, his eyes deepened, and his heart crept up with a tingle.

"It should be night at this time, right?"

Shen Nanfeng looked at the message sent by the Night Emperor, Erlang's legs were cocked, and he grinned, the chief was really like an old father, so he almost pointed to her head and said, "Why don't you go to bed so late."

However, Shen Nanfeng didn't want her to be his old father, and he dreamed of him becoming a ...... Well...... Madame Marshal!

Shen Nanfeng immediately sent a voice message with a photo.

Night Lord received the message and first clicked on the photo.

The boy should have just taken a bath, his hair was still dripping with droplets, his porcelain white and delicate face was a little pink after bathing, a pair of peach-blossom eyes seemed to be covered with a layer of mist, his red lips hooked the arc of evil, and he was wearing a white shirt, revealing his delicate collarbones.

Night Lord only looked at the photos on his phone, his Adam's apple rolled involuntarily, the ink in his phoenix eyes rolled, and the hand holding the phone was a little stronger.

After a while, the Night Lord slowly clicked on the voice, and the young man's voice sounded, "Sir, I just took a bath~"

A stream of heat rushed from the tail vertebrae to the top of the head, concentrating on some unspeakable place.

Night Lord's breathing was a little chaotic, his eyes were shockingly heavy, and his face was extremely ugly.

The pain somewhere told me all the time, because of a photo and a few words of the teenager, I had always reacted to my ascetic self.

Night Lord's eyes set off a storm, so he simply threw his phone aside, closed his eyes, and didn't think about the scene he had just seen.

But the young man's charming face has always appeared in front of him, and he still recalls the sentence "I just took a bath~", word by word, which makes people's blood boil.

The Night Lord opened his eyes with a "brush", and the whole person exuded a terrifying chill, as if he had been fished out of a cold pool.

"Damn!" the Night Lord was now eager to strangle Shen Nanfeng.

Lift the quilt, rush into the bathroom, turn on the shower, and let the cold water rush over you.

Nightlord leaned on the wall with one hand, gasping for breath.

It wasn't until half an hour later that the Night Lord walked out of the bathroom, his angular face carrying frost.

The mobile phone message prompt on the bed sounded again, and the Night Lord pursed his lips, picked up the phone, and was about to block out the casually sultry dead child, but stopped a second before clicking it.

Maybe it's because the weather has been dry lately, and the fire has become bigger, and the reaction in the morning is normal, and it has nothing to do with the dead child.

As if he had received an answer, Night Lord looked a little better, changed into a black suit, and walked out of the room.