After Zhao Huai went downstairs, he finally knew where that face looked familiar.

When he went abroad in his early years, he already had the ability to remember, and he went to the Song family to play a few times in the baby kiss with the young daughter of the Song family, and met several young ladies of the Song family.

In particular, Miss Song, who was known as the pearl in Fangcheng at that time, was Song Qian.

Feng Xiaoyu's face is somewhat similar to Miss Song, who died tragically early, especially when she looks at you with a sideways face and a pair of wet and watery eyes, but there are many people in this world, and he is not sure whether it is or not.

The leather shoes knocked on the ground, Zhao Huai looked up, and what caught his eyes was Wei Heyu, who he had just seen on the second floor.

Between his fingers was a cigarette, rolled in a thin piece of paper, and the orange-red fire rolled again, pressing into his eyes.

Zhao Huai knows him, and he is still an old acquaintance.

One is the skirt of Miss Song Qian, and the other is the fiancé of Song Huiyin, the youngest lady of the Song family.

But at this moment, we gathered together in Fengyue Field, how ironic.

When Wei Heyu saw him, he also hooked his lips: "How are you chatting upstairs?" ”

Zhao Huai's eyes were cold, and his emotions were not discerning, but he was concise: "It's just a chat about foreign customs." ”

Wei Heyu smiled, and his tone was light: "You are still like this, you will be innocent in the face of women, and you will be wolf-hearted in the dark." No wonder Song Huiyin would rather have an accident than call you back, I'm afraid it's because the Zhao family can't help much. ”

“…… Regardless of the rest, I heard that Admiral Wei's cinnabar mole and Bai Yueguang are Miss Song. Zhao Huai raised his eyes, and said with a smile: "But when the Song family had an accident and the Song family's daughter was killed, Admiral Wei was still busy dividing up the Song family, so he didn't mean to interfere at all." ”

It is true that Zhao Huai studied abroad, but the Zhao family's family background-

To put it bluntly, he is also a literati, and he knows how to poke at people's weaknesses with pen and ink.

So, Zhao Huai paused and said, "Admiral Wei, do you still have the pocket watch that Miss Song gave you?" ”

Admiral Wei's expression was gloomy, and half of his face was hidden in the light and shadow.

Suddenly, there was a 'click', and the bullet was loaded, and the cold narrow mouth was thin and long.

He raised his hand against Zhao Huai's head, obviously stepping on his weakness.

Zhao Huai's expression did not move, and he looked at Yu Heyu quietly.

Wei Heyu laughed, and mocked in a mocking tone: "You don't know about me, you are close to Feng Xiaoyu, just because her face looks a little like the Song family's little girl, and she wants to make up for it." ”

The past of the Song family is their heart disease.

It is also all the weakness, but in these years, people can only live by eating people, not to mention, it is the Song family who controls the sea route, and it is inevitable to divide and eat it.

Zhao Huai clenched his fingers and said nothing.

Because Wei Heyu had completely guessed his thoughts, he was able to meet Xiao Yu before and say that, also because he regarded her as Song Huiyin's stand-in and wanted to tell her what he had seen and heard abroad over the years.

After a short-for-tat confrontation, Wei Heyu put away his gun and laughed again.

Walking steadily, and in the shadow of the lamp, walking towards the hall.

Wei Heyu remembered something, turned his head to look at him, his eyes swept over, and the line was hideous and dark.

"Zhao Huai, it's not that you can get rid of it if you say compensation."

After finishing speaking, he didn't care about Zhao Huai anymore and went straight to Feng Xiaoyu's room.

Just as the people inside whispered.

Wei Heyu raised his eyebrows, raised his foot and pushed the door to break in.

The wisps of goose yellow light are rendered, and the cold plum of the large screen fan is steep, and there is a little more spring.

Fragrant shoulders and bare back, soft skin and flesh, like a piece of warm jade with good color, just let people play with it carefully, raise their hands to touch.

Wei Heyu's eyes sank for a moment.

The footsteps outside the door approached, and the people under the screen also staggered over, and the next moment, the man had already arrived at her, raising his hand to cover her lips.

In the clear eyes of panic, there were tears that could not be suppressed, and vigilance that disappeared in a flash.

The charm of pure kindness, the young and slender figure, she is afraid of the man in front of her, and she is unwilling to admit defeat.

In the middle of this, Feng Xiaoyu gritted his teeth: "How did you get in?" ”

Wei Heyu's big palm lightly touched inch by inch along the thin waist joint, and along his gaze, Feng Xiaoyu saw the door with an open line.

He covered his lips on the back of his cold ear, and his tone was slow: "What do you think?" ”