Feng Jiu listened, slowly opened his eyes, stared at him and said, "He has done all the bad things, I killed him, but I am just doing the right thing for heaven." ”

"Acting for the heavens?" Long Yutian sneered, "It's almost the same way to do things for money, right?" Tell me honestly, who hired you to kill someone? ”

Feng Jiu blinked, looking innocent, "Sir, why can't I understand a word of what you said?" I really just don't like him, and it doesn't matter to anyone. ”

"Do you think I'll believe it?" Long Yutian's eyes showed a hint of disdain, "You were a killer in your previous life, and you are still a killer in this life, besides being a killing machine, won't you do anything else?" It's really unproductive. ”

Hearing this, Feng Jiu couldn't help but be stunned for a moment, and a strange feeling suddenly surged in his heart.

What he said in this ......

How so?

Really......

Indescribable......

It's like an adult scolding a child who has done something wrong, and his tone unconsciously carries some anger that hates iron but not steel, but it makes people's hearts warm for no reason......

Thinking of this, Feng Jiu couldn't help but smile in his heart.

Warm?

It must have been her delusion.

How could this man give people a warm feeling?

Long Yutian didn't seem to want to deal with her anymore, raised his head and looked ahead, with a handsome face, and he didn't know what the hell he was thinking.

Feng Jiu also stopped talking, drooping his eyelids, looking drowsy.

However, her brain was racing rapidly, thinking about how to get rid of this dangerous man.

He was very insidious and cunning, and from the thought of biting the tip of her tongue and dying with her in his previous life, he was a narrow-minded and vindictive man.

Therefore, you don't have to think about it to know that if she falls into his hands, even if she will not be killed by him, it will definitely not be good......

However, now that she is completely controlled by him, it is really difficult for her to escape.

What to do?

In the dimly lit carriage, there was silence.

Feng Jiu's skirt was originally knee-length, but at this moment, he was holding and sitting on him, and the skirt was inevitably a little wrinkled, revealing a small slender thigh.

And his slightly rough palm was on her thigh.

The skin under the palm of the hand is extraordinarily smooth and delicate, like silky milk, and like the finest silk, without the slightest blemish.

Long Yutian's big palm couldn't help but move slightly.

But unexpectedly, the little woman in his arms suddenly shivered, and a dense layer of small bumps suddenly grew on the originally bright and delicate skin.

In the dark, Long Yutian's eyebrows were slightly raised, and the corners of his mouth quietly hooked a hint of narrowness.

The big dry and warm palm began to move slowly upward......

At the same time, Long Yutian lowered his deep phoenix eyes, and in the dark, he faced the eyes of Shangfeng Wine that were as bright as stars and moons, but as cunning as a spirit fox.

"Don't worry, sir, I think we can talk again." Feng Jiu's voice was a little neutral and low, and at this moment she deliberately said it low and tactful, so it had a little more different taste, like a cup of sweetness in the middle of the night, which was intoxicating.

It's a pity that Long Yutian didn't seem to be drunk, and his tone was unabashedly mocking, "Oh? Now that you're a prisoner, what else is there to talk about? ”

Feng Jiu actually didn't have anything to talk about with him, but he had just suddenly started to move, and she was in a hurry, so what she said was just a delaying tactic.