Chapter 71

Feng Xun frowned slightly, and an unhappy color flashed in his eyes.

Meng Yuan, who was on one side, saw the reaction of the two people and was in a mood of watching the excitement. He said with great interest: "the name you said sounds a little familiar..."

When he said this, he suddenly thought of something and asked with a smile: "is it Tao Mingxuan, the famous writer at home and abroad at a young age?"

At the beginning of summer, Feng Xun nodded his head at seven o'clock and said to his friend impolitely, "put away your busy expression!"

Meng Yuan smiles, tut tut sighs: "he specially came here to look for pepper. He must have a special friendship. If we insist on not letting him in, it's not good to make a big fuss with his fame..."

When he said this, he looked at the worried seventh day of the summer, and proposed with a smile: "since he wants to see pepper, let him see it. It's just a different way of meeting, so that he can't pay attention to the injury of pepper!"

"How?" Early summer seven surprised asked.

Meng Yuan's eyes flashed a light, stroked his chin and proposed with a smile: "catch - rape - in - bed..."

As soon as he said this, on the seventh day of the summer, he was almost scorched by thunder. Feng Xun's face was a little heavy, and he said coldly, "Meng Yuan, have you lived enough?"

"Don't worry, I just used a metaphor..." Meng Yuan touched the tip of his nose and laughed.

"After a while, Feng Xun will play an intimate play with pepper, and then let him see that his attention will be naturally diverted. The injury of pepper will not be found, and he will not get into trouble because he can't see pepper!"

On the seventh day of the summer, he felt a slight movement in his heart and asked hesitantly, "is this feasible?"

As she asked, she looked at Feng Xun, slightly embarrassed.

Feng Xun looked calm as usual. He didn't even look back at the seventh day of the summer, so he nodded and said in a deep voice: "this method is feasible, so do it!"

"Very good, you get ready first. I'll inform you quietly when he's coming..." Meng Yuan smiles, pulls Feng Xun's arm, pushes him to the bed, winks at the seventh day of the summer, and leaves the hotel room quickly.

In such a big hotel room, the seventh day of the summer is opposite to Feng Xun's four eyes. It's hard to avoid embarrassment at the thought of playing an intimate play later.

"That..." she hesitated how to open her mouth, and saw that Feng Xun had quickly taken off his coat, unbuttoned his shirt, and showed her solid chest. The embarrassment in her heart was suddenly replaced by fright.

"You... What are you doing undressing?" She stammered.

Feng Xun gave a noncommittal smile, with one hand beside the bed, lowered his head and looked into her eyes, and said in a calm tone: "of course, to make a play, you have to do the whole set, so that he can be convinced!"

When he said this, he would stretch out his hand to untie the neckline of the seventh day of the summer. The seventh day of the summer, because of the inconvenient arm, could not avoid his action. He could only smile and say, "I don't have to take it off!"

"Don't worry, I just make your clothes messy..." Feng Xun's lips are slightly crooked. Even if it's just a play, he won't let her body be seen by other men!

Hear Feng Xun say so, the seventh day of the summer this just relief, let him make her dress a bit messy first, and knead a head of her hair disorderly again.

"That's good..." Feng Xun looked down at his "masterpiece" and showed a satisfied smile: "the last step is still short..."

"What steps?" The seventh day of the summer looked at him curiously. Without waiting for her to react, a burning kiss hit him. She was surprised to stare at him, but she gave him a burning look.

"Feng..." she wanted to open her mouth to get rid of his kiss, but she was punished by him and bit the corner of her lip. Suddenly, her eyes were filled with water, and she looked at him wrongly.

Looking at her slightly aggrieved expression, his eyes darkened, and a string of gibberish overflowed from his lips: "pay attention when kissing!"

On the seventh day of the summer, he realized that what he said was still one step away. He no longer resisted his kiss. Under his guidance, he slowly closed his eyes.

With the deepening of the kiss, both of them were short of breath.

Feng Xun envelops her in his arms and holds one hand on the edge of the bed. In order to prevent her right arm, which is only injured by gunshot, from being touched unintentionally, he separates himself from her and kisses her attentively. Half of his body just blocks her injured arm.

Under the leadership of the staff of the villa, they come all the way to Tao Mingxuan of the hotel, push the door of the hotel room, and then they happen to see feng Xun and the seventh day of the summer.

Feng Xun presses the seventh day of the summer under his body and kisses them warmly. Their clothes are messy. Xu is too attentive, and no one notices Tao Mingxuan's arrival.

Tao Mingxuan clenches his fist secretly. He wants to pull Feng Xun down. However, from his point of view, the seventh day of the summer is not forced

Thinking that she would rather be driven out of the house by her father than leave with Feng Xun, thinking about the caution he inquired about from the Xia family, and her resolute attitude of refusing to marry him, Tao Mingxuan took a deep breath. He didn't bother them, but turned around and left the room of the wine shop with an iron face.

When he came to the corridor with a black face to breathe, Meng Yuan walked slowly to him and asked with a smile: "Hello, are you Tao Mingxuan, a friend of the seventh day of summer?"

Tao Mingxuan light should a, lift Mou to see always person: "are you?"

"I'm Meng Yuan, the owner of this villa, and also a friend of Feng Xun and the seventh day of the summer..." Meng Yuan made a self introduction with a smile, took out a business card from his arms and handed it to Tao Mingxuan.

Tao Mingxuan took the business card and looked at it. He was not interested in many titles on his business card. He just heard that he was Xiaoqi's friend and frowned and said, "I've never said that Xiaoqi has a friend like you!"

"I'm Feng Xun's friend. Naturally, I'm also a friend on the seventh day of the summer." Meng Yuan smiles and sends out an invitation to Tao Mingxuan: "it's rare for a great writer to come here. Let's have a drink downstairs?"

Tao Mingxuan wanted to refuse, but when he thought of the information he had checked about Feng Xun, he looked thoughtfully at the man who claimed to be a friend of Feng Xun. Maybe he could get something out of him and nodded to accept his invitation.

In front of the bar downstairs, Meng Yuan asks the bartender to give him and Tao Mingxuan the skill of mixing wine. He sends a message to Feng Xun, telling them that the crisis is over.

Feng Xun and Xia Chuqi are kissing each other so hard that they are interrupted by a loud text message. He frowns and doesn't want to get up. Xia Chuqi takes the lead in saying, "look, is it Meng Yuan's..."