Chapter 2: Ninth Master, I'm cold

Hearing his desire, Bai He was not in a hurry, it was not the first time, and she was fully prepared before she came. Merely......

"Not going to bed?"

"Right here."

Bai He choked, and said in his heart what a new way to play, and wanted to refuse. But the hand still obediently unbuckled the coil, one by one, slowly, until the pink belly pocket inside could be seen. After unraveling, she didn't take it off, just left it open, straightened up and took off the gold-rimmed glasses that Zhu Dongfeng was wearing and wanted to put them on the coffee table. The coffee table was a little far away, and it was difficult for her to reach, but Zhu Dongfeng didn't plan to help, so he held her waist and watched her try to stretch her arms, the soft lines in every move, and the looming roundness.

"Ninth Master, is it good-looking?" She noticed Zhu Dongfeng's gaze and smiled like a goblin.

With the warm fragrance nephrite in his arms, Zhu Dongfeng had the most direct reaction, but he was still calm and self-controlled: "I wore too much, I didn't see it clearly." ”

Bai He raised half of his willow eyebrows, faded the cheongsam from his shoulders to his waist little by little, and then went to unbutton his tie and shirt. Zhu Dongfeng is in good shape, the meat is very strong, and it feels hard like a stone when he exerts his strength.

Bai He glanced at him a few times, and put his hands into his shirt and hugged him tightly.

"Ninth Master, I'm cold."

Zhu Dongfeng has not touched a woman for a long time, and the last time he was with her in Guiheyuan half a year ago. Now that his skin is close to each other, the long-lost delicacy and softness almost make him collapse. Fortunately, he had excellent stamina, and after enduring it for a moment, he leaned over and put the man down.

This toss is more than two hours, and when Bai He shouts, he has no strength to shout, and he wishes Dongfeng to give up.

Bai He lay on top of him, soft as if he had no bones.

Zhu Dongfeng lit a cigarette afterwards, and touched the large scar on her back from the burn on her back again and again.

"Where have you progressed with the third young master of the Chen family?" Abruptly.

Bai Heti was drowsy, and when she heard his words she woke up again, she looked up at him, but just in time to see a cloud of gray smoke spilling out of his lips, curling and covering his face, and he couldn't see his expression clearly.

"Chen Kaixuan?"

"Could it be that there is a second third young master of the Chen family?"

Bai Lotus is really curious. He had never been in her business.

"I've known each other for a while," she said. "Except for not going to bed, everything that should have been done was done.

Zhu Dongfeng's tone was very light: "Don't touch too deeply, so as not to burn yourself." He glanced at her.

Bai He was stunned for a moment, and before she could ask, there was a regular knock on the door.

Zhu Dongfeng pinched his cigarette, neatly put on his trousers, took a woolen blanket around her and stood up holding her buttocks.

Walking out of the study, Zhu Dongfeng's personal assistant Anan stood aside, his head lowered.

"Sir, someone has been recruited."

"Hmm." Zhu Dongfeng didn't say much, and carried Bai He into the bathroom to rinse. In terms of treating women, he is undoubtedly very considerate, but men and women take a bath, and some things are inevitably out of control.

When he carried Bai He to the bed again, she was so exhausted that she immediately fell asleep when her head touched the pillow.

When I woke up, it was noon the next day.

Zhu Dongfeng was not there, her clothes were washed and put on the cabinet at the head of the bed, Bai He didn't wake up, and sat for a while before getting up and dressing in a trance.

The stove in the day burned no better than at night, Bai He felt a little cold, she hugged her arms and went downstairs slowly, and saw Zhu Dongfeng sitting in the living room leisurely drinking coffee, she stepped forward to tell him that she should go back, but suddenly found that there was a person lying on the ground.

The man was unkempt, with wounds all over his body, and some of the flesh was still oozing blood, which was miserable. And the clothes are not covered, the trousers are tattered and can't see what they are, and they are barefoot.

It's a woman.

Bai He froze in place, his chaotic brain completely cleared. What kind of person Zhu Dongfeng is She is like a mirror in her heart, and she has heard a lot of rumors about him in Jinzhou City, but she can see it with her own eyes, and it is indeed the first time.

She was a little overwhelmed, but more than that, it was the impact of the picture.

She thought she should quickly turn away, go to the garden, go upstairs, but not stay here. But she couldn't move, and her feet felt like they were nailed. Her breathing became difficult.

Zhu Dongfeng didn't seem to be aware of her existence, he supported his cheeks with one hand, looked down, and looked excited: "What else can you say?" From this point of view, his expression was incredibly flat.

"Ninth Master...... "The woman's voice was hoarse and ugly, as if she hadn't drunk water for a long time, she knelt down with difficulty, and begged: "Ninth Master, I told me everything I told me, there is no half a lie, please let me live......

"The information you gave me is not worth enough to buy your life."

The woman trembled: "Ninth Master......"

"Sir." Anan suddenly screamed.

Zhu Dongfeng glanced at him and turned his head to look at Bai He, who was standing not far away. Obviously, his eyes did not change, but Bai He felt a chill down his spine. Her face was pale, her peach blossom eyes did not blink, and her lips were pursed, obviously frightened.

He asked, "Why don't you talk when you come down?" The tone was ordinary.

“…… I'm scared. Bai He said in a trembling voice.

Hearing her voice, the woman jerked up at her, her blood-stained face full of shock and abruptness.