Chapter 439

With a slap, the building lit a cigarette.

It's already more than four in the morning.

If it had been left in the past, she would have slept sweetly with that pillow in her arms. She wouldn't wake up before seven o'clock in the morning.

Even if the sky falls, no one is allowed to wake her up before seven o'clock.

If a woman wants to maintain amazing beauty, she must keep enough sleep for eight hours a day.

You can't have a man, but you have to sleep.

After seeing Zhang Lianghua off, after 10:30 last night, Xiang, who took a milk bath, lay on the Kang, picked up a collection of poems and waited for the arrival of the sleepy God.

In the past, she watched for up to 20 minutes, her upper and lower eyelids would fight, and then she would rest -- when she opened her eyes, it was already seven o'clock the next morning.

After more than ten years of habit, her biological clock is quite accurate. She can wake up at seven in the morning (the error will never exceed five minutes) and start a new day without customizing the alarm clock.

But today, it's really strange.

It was five past four in the morning, and it was dawn in more than an hour. She still didn't feel sleepy at all.

Abnormal, very abnormal.

Can it be said that it was because she suddenly destroyed her interest in resting after 1 a.m. last night in order to wait for the surrounding area?

Fang Yuan didn't come.

Lin Lin said that he drank too much and couldn't stand steadily. He was full of nonsense and wanted to do something with her -- Lin Lin Lin felt that it wasn't very interesting for him to find Lou Zong in that state.

After all, a drunken man, after seeing a top beauty like Lou Zong, will always fantasize and say something to die. That's not beautiful.

Therefore, Lin Lin told President Lou on the phone to come back after dawn.

He also promised.

But Lin Lin's guarantee can't influence the decision of building Xiang.

Lou Yuxiang said that if Fang Yuan didn't come tonight, he would send out No. 9.

She won't change her mind, especially if she can't see clearly.

People who can't see clearly are dangerous people.

The best way to deal with unknown dangers is to uproot them.

Lou Yuxiang can also hear from Lin Lin's report that she is excusing Fang Yuan: Alas, this seemingly indifferent little secretary always thinks too much of the world.

Can you believe the words of those smelly men?

Looking at the smoke curling up, Lou Xiang was about to pick up the poetry collection again, but his hand stopped.

She heard a gentle knock on the door, looking very careful.

This must be the completion of the task. I'll be back on the 9th.

However, he didn't know that when the building was always resting, even if the sky fell, no one was allowed to disturb it?

Building Xiang Daimei frowned slightly, ignored and picked up the collection of poems.

She felt that for the sake of her good mood tonight, she could forgive the 9th.

Lou Yuxiang is reading Xu Zhimo's poetry collection.

Lou Xiang doesn't really like this short-lived poet.

Xu Zhimo is too playful. He already has a wife and likes Lin Huiyin again.

Lin Huiyin is definitely a talented woman of that era. She is not only beautiful, but also has a good eye. Otherwise, she would not refuse Xu Zhimo, who can only write a few broken poems, and chose Liang Sicheng, who is more "practical".

Xu Zhimo crashed in Shandong by plane. He wanted to see Lin Huiyin for the last time.

Maybe God was unhappy with his practices, so he fell from the sky with a bang, waved his sleeves and left without taking away a cloud.

For the ending of this playful man -- Lou Xiang likes it very much, but he really doesn't like the knock on the door.

Or the door of the suite.

This proved that someone entered the living room and came to the door of the suite without her permission.

Even Lin Lin dare not be so rude.

No. 9 doesn't even have a name. It's just No. 9 Where an executioner exists. Of course, it doesn't dare.

So who is it?

And why?

Could it be -- Fangyuan?

Is that man finally coming out of the fog?

Lou Xiang sighed gently, put the poetry collection on his body, bent his knees and looked at the door. He said faintly, "come in, the door is unlocked."

The door opened slowly, and a tough man in black appeared in the sight of building Xiang.

Number nine.

The man who dares to break into the general room of the building without authorization is No. 9 as a running dog!

Looking at No. 9 standing in front of the door, building Xiang smiled, raised his hand, grabbed the sheet and lifted it.

After the embroidered white sheets were lifted, the small but charming body of building Xiang was exposed.

Can it be said that all women who are charming to the bone don't like to wear close fitting clothes when they sleep at night?

Ye Mingmei is like this, water shadow is like this, building Xiang is like this.

Looking at the building Xiang leaning on the Kang and bending his legs at will, the eyes of No. 9 suddenly floated a beast like light, the Adam's apple couldn't move, and his lips turned up slowly, revealing an uneven yellow tooth.

No way, there are few men in the world who can remain indifferent when they see the exquisite body of building Xiang with their own eyes -- the title of ginseng fruit is not called casually.

Building Xiang is building Xiang.

She knew that the trespass of the ninth could only be explained by death, but she would never let him get out like too many women, or scream angrily or scold with fear.

Because she is very clear about her current situation: being able to enter her room on the 9th is enough to prove that she has laid down Chen Zonghua and other bodyguards guarding outside before she can do crazy things.

What's the crazy thing to do on the 9th?

Naturally, I want to taste ginseng fruit.

There is no shortage of money on the 9th, because Lou Xiang has given him enough money.

In the eyes of men, women are the eternal theme that urges them to die.

Peony flowers die, ghosts are also romantic.

Lou Xiang believes that any man will not let go when he gets the chance to have her, let alone care about life and death afterwards.

Since men don't care about life and death, Lou Xiang can't annoy him: don't you want me? Well, come on, as long as you don't hurt me and let me live -- tonight, it can only be regarded as a small episode that I occasionally recall when I'm old and free.

Slowly raised his slender left leg and put it on his right knee with great grace. Lou Xiang chuckled: "come on, what are you hesitating about? You can't do anything if you always watch. "

No. 9 was very good and obedient, and went to building Xiang.

However, as soon as he took a step, he suddenly opened his mouth and tried to breathe the air like a fish jumping into the sand -- but a large amount of blood flowed out of his mouth.

The light in his eyes faded slowly.

But the body is still standing straight.

Anyone, especially women, will be frightened to see this rather terrible scene behind the scenes.

Building Xiang, but still smiling sweetly, looking at No. 9.

She's not afraid?

No, she was so frightened that she forgot what expression to make when she was afraid.

This little woman is even more cruel than ye Mingmei (at least, ye Mingmei didn't kill her three husbands in succession). It's true that she has killed people and never takes other people's life and death seriously, but she hasn't seen it with her own eyes after all. Someone will die in front of her.

A person is fine, but suddenly blood comes out of his mouth. It can only be said that there is something wrong with his internal organs,

As Lou Xiang can see now, a hand slowly stretches out from the position of No. 9's chest.

Just like those poor people who are hosted by aliens in horror science fiction films.

This is a very delicate hand, if there is no blood.

No. 9, who kept bleeding in his mouth, also looked down at his hand, and then he took a long breath of relief, and his pupils spread out.

The hand slowly retracted, just like the convergence after the Epiphyllum bloomed in the middle of the night.

No. 9 knelt down slowly and rushed forward slowly.

Lou Yuxiang saw a woman.

The woman who looks very ordinary but has a good figure looks at her expressionless.

In front of men, even under the gaze of 800 men, the naked building Xiang can maintain her most elegant posture -- because she knows very well that her charming body is the best weapon against men.

But it will not have the slightest effect on women of the same sex.

So after seeing the woman, Lou Xiang immediately put down his legs and pulled the blanket over his body.

This was an instinctive reaction, which also made her suddenly wake up from her stupidity. When she opened her mouth to make a sad scream, the woman raised her hand in time, put her bloody index finger on her lips and made a silent action.

Lou Xiang closed his mouth and grabbed the collection of poems, just as Xu Zhimo, who especially likes beautiful women, would fall from the sky and take her away from this nightmare.

The woman slowly put her hands down and went to the next window. She carefully wiped the blood on her hands with high-quality curtains.

Lou Xiang bit his lips hard and looked at the woman. He didn't dare to breathe.

After the last blood stain in the finger seam was wiped clean, the woman asked faintly, "are you afraid?"

"Yes, yes."

If it is in peacetime, according to the pride of building Xiang, even if she is killed, she will not admit that she will be afraid.

What would a little woman fear if she killed her three husbands?

Now she can't help admitting that she is afraid, which proves that she is really scared to death.

"Don't worry, I don't want to kill you yet. You're still useful."

The woman said and turned around.

"Well, that's good."

After I heard that my life was not in danger, just like the fear of the summer sun shining on the popsicle, it evaporated quickly, so that Lou Xiang recovered his calm in the shortest time, began to look at the woman and asked, "who are you?"

"You really have a lot of courage."

A woman should smile, but the smile is very dull, just like the skin on her face is dead.

"You're wearing a mask."

Building Xiang said.

"Yes."

The woman didn't deny it.

Lou Yuxiang asked, "can I have a look at you?"

As soon as the words were out, Lou Xiang felt that his problem was very funny: since people came to you wearing a mask, how could they show you her true face?

To her surprise, the woman raised her hand and wiped it on her face -- when she put it down, she had become another person, but she was still expressionless.

"Change your face?"

Lou Xiang was stunned and said, "this is not who you are."

The woman didn't speak and raised her hand again.

Looking at the waving hand and the changing face in an instant, building Xiang is about to collapse - a woman, enough to show her 73 faces in just two minutes!

Every face is different, but the same: the same face is expressionless.

"Don't change any more!"

Building Xiang Huoran raised his hand, covered his eyes and hissed.

The woman was very cooperative and put down her right hand.

"It's you, you cut off Li Chaoran's hands."

Lou Xiang breathed hard and looked at the woman and asked.