Chapter 3

Seeing that Fengsheng did not intervene in this matter, Jiang Haifeng was stunned for a few seconds and immediately came back to life.

"Get up!" Jiang Haifeng pulled up Luo Yang, who was cold and stunned, and dragged her to the elevator.

Isn't it the stepsister? The canonization is absolutely right.

If it were him, he wouldn't bother to pay attention to his sister who came out of thin air.

"No!" Although Luo Yangyang was dizzy, he didn't completely lose his mind. He immediately struggled, "don't touch me, let me go!"

No matter how fierce the resistance and struggle behind him, the canonization seemed to be inaudible, and the steady head didn't look back.

When entering the private room, the corner of the holy eye glanced into the corridor. Luo Yangyang was dragged into the elevator by Jiang Haifeng, but his figure entering the private room did not stop.

After all, there is a great disparity between men and women. Not to mention that Luo Yangyang was drugged. She was almost exhausted all the way. She was dragged into the room by Jiang Haifeng and threw her hand on the bed.

The other side.

After canonization, holding a glass of red wine, he shook carelessly, as if he were absent-minded.

After sipping his lipstick, he sat down for less than a minute, suddenly put his glass down, and suddenly got up and walked out.

"Saint, where are you going?" Chunyu Cheng looked at the canonization incomprehensibly. When he first came, how did he go again.

"Bathroom." The canonization will not return.

"..." Chun Yucheng subconsciously looked at the bathroom in the luxury private room, and then looked at the canonization who went out of the door. He was even more puzzled, but he didn't ask much.

As soon as he got out of the private room, Feng Sheng called and asked someone to check the room number opened by Jiang Haifeng. The reply came before the elevator came.

Feng Sheng went up to the top floor and stood in front of one of the doors. He didn't rush in. He seemed to hesitate with his cold black pupils all year round.

He doesn't have to take care of the little girl.

But inside the soundproof door, he could imagine what was happening inside.

At the thought of that quiet, clever and clean girl, across a door, is being pressed by Jiang Haifeng

At the thought of this, while the saint's eyebrows were slightly frowned, his black eyes were deeply cold.

The next second, his long legs suddenly lifted up and kicked fiercely.

"Bang!" With a loud noise, the door that looked very firm was kicked open by him.

The huge unfriendly noise scared Jiang Haifeng to climb up from Luoyang and turn around to scold his mother. However, when he saw Feng Sheng walking in with a cold face, he trembled and almost knelt down with soft feet.

Fengsheng gas field is strong, and Sen is cold and frightening. He enters the room like wind and waves. With a sweep of his cold eyes, he looks around the whole room and ignores Jiang Haifeng standing by the bed.

Luo Yangyang was lying on the bed without a small foreign skirt. His long seaweed hair was scattered on the dark blue bed. The strong contrast between black hair and white skin bumped his strong heart.

The medicine was too powerful. At this time, Luo Yang was ruddy and weak. Her vision was dim and not very real, but her slender arms were still tightly protected in front of her chest.

Petite and fragile people are powerless and paralyzed on the wide bed.

Fengsheng unconsciously remembered that when they met for the first time during the day, she skillfully called his eldest brother and brought him that amazing touch.

At this time, look at Luo Yangyang, who is unconscious and lying at the mercy of others in bed with only his underwear, and his sanctified cold eyes inexplicably raise a pinch of anger.

"Seal... Ah!" As soon as Fengsheng broke in, Jiang Haifeng knew the bad thing. Seeing that Fengsheng's cold eyes finally looked at himself, he hurriedly tried to explain, but he opened his mouth and was hit by Fengsheng's sudden fist on his face.