Feng Lixing rushed over after receiving a call from Zhao Man.

When she rushed in from the periphery with dozens of security guards, several fans pressed on Forsythia and stripped her of her clothes.

"Stop! Stop! "Security rushed over and yelled a few times, dragging those fans off Forsythia's body...

I didn't dare to make a sound all of a sudden, and stood in place and watched Feng Li walk over.

The man on the grass was almost unconscious, could not struggle, could not scream, was as soft as a puddle of water.

The shirt button on the upper body has been completely unbuttoned, and it has been pulled to the waist, leaving only a black lace underwear with thin shoulder straps, and the skin as white as a porcelain wall is stained with grass clippings, drinks and dirt...

"Forsythia..."Zhao Man covered his mouth, and he couldn't cry anymore.

The surrounding fans were still squeezing in front, scolding and scolding, forming a circle to separate them.

Forsythia was lying on the grass in the middle, her eyes slightly open, her whole body was trembling, but she was like a dead fish, except for the undulating breathing on her chest to remind her that she was still alive, the rest did not cry or make a fuss.

"Lu Lianqiao..."Feng Lixing slowly squatted down, and called her name in a hoarse voice.

She spread her eyes a little apart, and then a little more, and dimly saw his face.

Under the moonlight, Mori Leng has a handsome face.

He smiled slightly at the corners of his mouth, and tears finally flowed down the bridge of his nose......

Feng Lixing almost trembled his fingers to unbutton his coat, took it off, and covered Forsythia's body...

"Let's go, I'll take you out."

He bent down and took Forsythia into his arms, and she curled up into a wounded cat.

The flashing lights of the surrounding cameras were still on, and there was talk in the crowd, but they didn't dare to move forward anymore and obediently get out of the way.

Everyone present can feel that this man exudes a terrible aura, and if he gets close to you, he will be crushed, but the eyes he looks at the person in his arms are so distressed and gentle, like a coat wrapped in something vital in his life.

But this thing is broken, and he needs to take her back and stick it together piece by piece...

Zhao Man followed a few steps, but gradually he couldn't keep up, and he didn't want to follow anymore.

In the dark, she felt that Feng Lixing's back holding Forsythia was particularly firm, and every step seemed like she wanted to step on a mark on the ground.

A "fan trouble" ended with Feng Lixing's appearance, and everyone didn't expect this to be the result.

Everyone in the fan group has a loss on their faces, but they should feel a crisis after the loss.

They angered Feng Lixing, and the result was bound to turn the world upside down.

Feng Lixing drove Forsythia back to his apartment.

She was quiet all the way, didn't say a word in the car, and sat on the seat of the car like a still puppet wearing Feng Lixing's coat.

Now when she was carried into the house by Feng Lixing, she didn't react at all, but she was clearly awake, her eyes were open, her eyes were out of focus, and her body was shaking all the time, but she knew that she was lying on Feng Lixing's chest obediently.

"I'll take you to the shower first, okay?" Feng Lixing's voice was so hoarse that he couldn't speak.

Forsythia didn't nod or answer.

He could only be her acquiescence.

It couldn't be helped, she was all dirty, dirt and grass clippings were everywhere, and there was a greasy drink sticking to her skin.

Feng Lixing gently placed her on the rattan chair in the bathroom, then filled the bathtub with hot water, tested the water temperature himself, and then took off the only clothes left on Forsythia's body.

She was still shivering, her lips were white from the cold, and there was no temperature on her body at all.

Feng Lixing gently put her into the water and wiped every inch of her dirty skin with a towel.

The fair-skinned body was soaked in hot water, and the bruises and swelling were all revealed, and those fans were all neurotic, and there was almost no intact skin on the forsythia's body.

Feng Lixing almost used all his strength to hold back the fire in his chest, but the wiping movements of his hands were very gentle, because he was afraid that a little force would hurt her.

"Forsythia..."

He knelt beside the bathtub and held his hand over her face, which had distinct fingerprints on the left and right sides.

He gently stroked his hot fingers, and the touch of her made her tremble violently.

Feng Lixing couldn't stand it anymore, so he could only put his forehead against her chin and asked, "Why do you still want to go?" Do you want to go even though you know that there will be danger? ”

She didn't answer, and he knew she wouldn't.

But her eyes were his capital punishment at this time, and those eyes with water vapor, like black gems in the night, soaked in moisture, stared at him, as if to see a hole in his heart.

Feng Lixing was almost crazy by her.

Why doesn't she cry?

At this time, he would have liked her to cry, but she bit her lower lip and bit her brows until she wrinkled them all together...

Feng Lixing rubbed her lips with his fingers, trying to rub her away, but she bit harder instead.

Was he really going to kill him?

"Lu Forsythia, I feel sad, I can cry."

She didn't speak, her pretty eyes were as silent as ice, but with a bewitching charm that could devour everything, her heavy breath sank into her chest, and the curve of her chest continued to rise and fall on the surface of the water.

Feng Lixing felt that he couldn't watch it anymore, and he couldn't control himself if he looked at it any longer.

"Okay, wash it, I'll pick you up..."He took the bath towel and wanted to lean over to help her wipe it, but Forsythia, who had been standing still, suddenly stretched out two arms from the water, circled Feng Lixing's arms, and dragged him into the water...

"Kiss me, ask me—" She finally said the first sentence, but her lips couldn't wait to come together.

His hand didn't stop, he urgently ripped off Feng Lixing's shirt, his fingers went down his shoulder blades, then his belt, his pants...

Feng Lixing was so caught up in the wind by a woman for the first time, and tried to suppress her several times, but Forsythia must have been crazy that night, his hands were strong, and his body was wet like a slippery snake, winding him tightly little by little, biting his Adam's apple and biting his lower abdomen......

The water in the bathtub was all overflowing, and her back was against the cold porcelain wall, and her back was injured, and the pain was terrible, so she turned over and stepped on his lower abdomen, and simply turned on the shower above her head, and the water poured down like a rain column.

She was in the rain, and she couldn't wait to insert Feng Lixing into her body...

At that moment, when she was filled, she roared like a whimper, like a bird that was very injured and painful, with the injuries and humiliation of her whole body, like a demon and a charm, soft on Feng Lixing's shoulder......

All desires and iniquities gradually spread out in the waters, boiling hot water, water filling the heavens and the earth.

At the last second, sprinting, Feng Lixing hugged her violently trembling body, and finally admitted that he was probably going to be planted in the hands of this woman.

She blended with him with this wounded body, biting his deadly Adam's apple with the sharpest teeth, but giving herself to him with the most seductive gesture, in his most eroded bones. The soul cried out at that moment, and asked with a tongue stained with water against the base of his ear.

"Feng Lixing, I'm like this, can't I wash it again?"

With such a question, Feng Lixing felt that something suddenly grew out of his empty left chest.

……

How to get her clean and carried her to the bed in the end, Feng Lixing couldn't remember clearly.

But this little girl seemed to be enchanted that night, and she refused to stop when she got to bed, and she stuck to it again...

Again and again, she wanted it anyway, and Feng Lixing gave it to her...

In the end, her physical strength was overdrawn first, and she was finally so tired that she fell asleep on the pillow.

Feng Li covered her uncovered body, got up by herself, put on her pajamas and sat in front of the window to smoke, the side face of Forsythia in the smoke was like a shadow, and he couldn't seem to see clearly.

“Perry…”

His voice rang out in the darkness, and the screen of his mobile phone flickered and disappeared.

"Help me check that picture, I'm going to make those people pay anyway!"

……

When she returned to bed again, Forsythia had already slept soundly, Feng Lixing lay down beside her, and wrapped his arms around her soft waist...

She moved, rolled over half-asleep, pressed the side of her face to his chest, and changed into the most comfortable position in his arms to continue sleeping.

Feng Lixing was woken up by the sound of footsteps, he had always slept lightly, and the slightest sound could wake him up.

When he opened his eyes, he saw Forsythia sitting on the windowsill, wearing his shirt, leaning his back against the wall on one side of the windowsill, and his slender bare legs against the edge of the wall on the other side.

There was an ashtray next to him, with half a cigarette in his hand.

The moonlight outside the window was still cool, reflecting her entire sideways silhouette in a charming silhouette.

She seemed to be thinking about something, pressing one hand on her lower abdomen, bringing the cigarette to her mouth with the other, inhaling and spitting out the smoke rings, not in a hurry or slow...

This is the most elegant woman Feng Lixing has ever seen in a smoking posture.

"Why did you wake up so early?" He got out of bed and walked over.

Forsythia hurriedly pinched the cigarette in the ashtray, and turned around with a light smile: "I'm sorry, did it wake you up?" ”

"It's okay with me, why don't you sleep?"

"I can't sleep...", she smiled, she turned around first, moved her butt to the edge of the windowsill, hung down her legs, reached out and pulled Feng Lixing in front of her, hooked her arm, and rubbed her forehead against his.

Since the incident has happened to the present, Feng Lixing feels that forsythia has become particularly clingy.

"What's wrong?" He gently pinched her chin with his fingers.

She seemed to laugh, looked up, and wrapped her legs around his waist again, and her lips pressed to him......

Forsythia is so greedy for the smell of his body for some reason, as if his heart and body are empty, so he desperately wants to get fill and warmth from him.

He hugged her, he kissed her, and she felt a little more at ease when he wanted her.

It was a sign of extreme fear, but she refused to say it, and just kept asking him for it, like a poppy stained with poisonous juice.

But although the poppy is beautiful, it can also be addictive.

Forsythia woke up from bed at dawn.

The whole body was bruised, and I couldn't tell which ones were pinched out by those fans and which ones were kissed by Feng Lixing at night.

It's just that the pain in the lower back is obvious, which should be caused by an old injury and a new injury.

When he turned around, the place next to him was empty, and there was a piece of paper and a key at the head of the bed.

"I'm going to the company in the morning to deal with some things, you stay here and try not to go out, I'll come back at noon to eat with you."

Forsythia was still a little moved, and went to bed barefoot, planning to go to the kitchen to find something to eat.

As soon as I walked to the living room, the doorbell rang.

Who will it be?