An Mu and Feng Xiao are two, one is a fierce god, the other is evil, a perfect match!

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City C, early evening.

Yuliuyuan Fengjia villa.

An Mu hurriedly came, stood outside the door, picked up the mirror, and tidied up his makeup again.

Heavy eye shadow, completely covering the shape of the eyes, a smoky makeup, nondescript painting, the heavy color on the red lips makes people know that the lipstick is too much at a glance, plus the explosive hair, the whole person is simply miserable.

The clothes are even simpler, T-shirts, jeans, and a mediocre figure, like a primary school student.

She doesn't look like a celebrity at all, more like a street thug.

But An Mu was very satisfied with this ugly appearance, so he didn't believe that he Feng Ziqian, and with this face, he could still get married!

An Mu leaned against the corner of the wall and quietly slipped into the sealed house, without causing a trace of restlessness.

As soon as he entered the engagement banquet, a heat wave hit, which made An Mu feel a little stuffy in the room.

In the chest, it hurts a little.

The "chest" strap was wrapped so tightly that she was a little out of breath.

She looked left and right, then glanced skillfully at an inconspicuous corner of the Feng family, and her footsteps moved slightly, little by little, to the balcony.

The probe looked, no one paid attention to it, and she quickly hooked her hands through the back of her clothes.

That's when —

"Strangled too tight, out of breath?"

A low, hoarse voice, with a taunt, suddenly sounded in my ears.

An Mu's whole body stiffened, and his heart instantly rose to his throat.

Snap back!

I saw a man sitting on a bamboo lounge chair on the balcony.

A straight black suit, a tall and straight body, and a handsome face like a knife against the light, clear and unusual.

At this moment, he sat lazily on the chaise longue, his legs folded comfortably, and his momentum was magnificent, like the king of the night.

He held a cigar in one hand and banged on the armrest of the chaise longue with the other, and the smoke was thick and shrouded in evil and arrogant!

Then, he stretched out his slender finger and pointed to the bustling crowd in the hall, with a playful smile on the corner of his mouth: "This is the home of your crew?" ”

The man's peach blossom eyes were shining, and he glanced at An Mu obliquely.

That arrogant and uninhibited look is like looking at an ant.

The sudden dangerous aura made An Mu swallow his saliva.

Time passes slowly.

After a full ten seconds, An Mu spoke, "You are insane, do I know you?" ”

What crew, what home, this man's words are really inexplicable! But how did he know that he had bound his chest?

The man's peach blossom eyes were raised, revealing a free and uninhibited look.

His thin lips opened lightly, and his eyes were full of wisps of evil and charm: "It turns out that Ann-Sister's memory is so bad?" ”

Miss An's three words, when he said it, it seemed to have infinite charm, which made people feel extraordinarily sexy and charming.

Have they really seen it before?

An Mu frowned suspiciously.

But now, the most important thing is: was identified?!

An Mu's eyes shrank, if this man went to the banquet to talk nonsense, wouldn't his disguise all these years be in vain?

Although I was nervous, I continued—

She ignored the girdle around her chest and dropped her T-shirt.

Turning his head and smiling at the man, that face was suddenly ugly and frightening.

At the same moment, An Mu stepped back and made a move to slip away, but unexpectedly, she bent up suddenly.

An Mu grabbed the man's collar with one hand, propped it on the armrest of the recliner with the other, leaned his body, bent his slender right leg, and pressed against the man's crotch, and then threatened viciously, "I don't care who you are, but what you saw just now, if you dare to tell others, I won't let you go!" ”