I'm bound to the witch of death

Chapter 616 616. Props

While thinking, Ye Lidongjun turned his head and looked at the three people not far away.

Freya's mermaid burgundy evening dress is elegant and eye-catching.

Ye Lidongjun smiled lightly and said, "Xiaoya, as expected, this dress suits you very well."

Freya's face was calm and her beautiful red eyes were cold: "After the birthday party, we quickly dealt with Xia Feng's evildoer. Tomorrow I am going to go to the first district to report on my work, but I don't want to encounter any more accidents on the way."

"Of course, it's not difficult to deal with the evildoer."

Ye Lidongjun nodded with a smile, and then looked at Xia Feng, who was standing respectfully behind Freya, and said softly:

"Before the birthday party is over, I hope to see the four-season system of Gardenia Garden operating again, maybe it can be done."

Xia Feng bowed his head respectfully, put his right hand on his abdomen and bowed slightly to salute: "Don't worry, Mr. Dongjun."

His current identity is an officer of the Yama Army, the son-in-law of the Ye Li royal family, and he has met Ye Li Dongjun several times.

The spiritual weapon he possesses is [Level N·Huanong Magic Hand]

As long as the amount of spiritual energy is sufficient, seasonal changes can occur in an area. At the same time, the flowers in this area will mutate and evolve into various beautiful postures and change into various pleasant fragrances.

However, it can only be used on ordinary flowers and cannot be used on spiritual materials.

But its practicality in daily life is actually not low.

Ye Lidongjun’s gardenia garden is the work of a flower farmer.

According to the plan, Kenshin secretly deliberately destroyed the four seasons system of Gardenia Garden, so there was a reason for Xia Feng to disguise his identity and enter the place.

"There are a lot of distinguished guests here tonight, Leya, let's go." The young man in the wheelchair said with a smile.

"The party hasn't started yet."

Freya walked slowly to the floor-to-ceiling glass window, looking at the stars in the sky at night, and said softly, "You go first, I will come when the time comes."

Seeing this, Ye Lidongjun didn't say anything more. He knew that Xiaoya didn't like this kind of aristocratic social situation, and he was already used to Xiaoya's cold attitude of rejecting people thousands of miles away.

But he is not angry either. After all, when the rice is cooked tonight, Freya will truly feel his love.

"Then you should have a good rest first." Ye Lidongjun said with a calm expression and a warm and concerned voice, and then pushed the wheelchair out of the door with Jianxin.

Xia Feng bowed his head respectfully and stepped aside.

He didn't look up until the wheelchair slid out of the high door. Kenshin turned around just in time, staring at him quietly with red phoenix eyes, while slowly closing the silver double doors.

Xia Feng opened his eyes of deconstruction and continued to watch Kenshin push the young man in the wheelchair and disappear into the dark depths of the corridor.

"Da-da-"

The slender high heels made a crisp sound on the ground, and Xia Feng turned around.

Freya stepped onto the gravel path and walked slowly towards the depths of the garden. At the same time, she said lightly:

"Follow up."

Xia Feng was confused, but still followed silently.

The burgundy fishtail long skirt really highlights the figure. It tightens Teacher Fu's water-snake-like waist, and reveals her round buttocks, which are full of elasticity.

"Da——" The high heels stopped suddenly.

Xia Feng silently looked away.

The slender high heels continued to move forward.

She walks elegantly, and her narrow fishtail skirt with side slits drags on the gravel road. Her long, slender white legs are looming against the burgundy fabric.

I have to say that this gardenia garden is quite big.

After walking for a long time, I pushed aside the forest leaves, and the front suddenly became clear.

It looks like a luxurious living room nested among forest flowers.

There are classical European sofas, coffee tables, floor-to-ceiling mirrors, and an inlaid fireplace with a dark fire burning quietly.

On the outside of the floor-to-ceiling glass window, there is a semi-circular arc platform, on which stands a high-backed chair with a dignified look.

It looks like a throne.

Xia Feng walked to the floor-to-ceiling glass window, passed by the throne, and looked down. He could see the bustling banquet hall, and Jianxin was pushing Ye Lidongjun into the hall.

Everyone around him bowed respectfully.

Xia Feng withdrew his gaze and looked at Freya again.

Teacher Fu had already sat down elegantly on the sofa. Under her slit red skirt, her long legs were crossed, and she was staring at Xia Feng with her arms crossed and frowning.

Xia Feng blinked: "Teacher, why do you look at me like this? Is there something wrong with my face?"

"Change back to your original appearance, you look awkward in disguise." Freya pursed her lips.

"Oh, okay." Xia Feng took off his disguise and changed back to his original appearance.

The atmosphere fell into a brief silence.

Xia Feng stood not far from the sofa, silently looking at Freya's cold red eyes.

"Teacher, next"

Just as Xia Feng was speaking, Freya took out a photo and pushed it on the coffee table: "According to the plan formulated by Ye Lidongjun's personality, when Ye Lidongjun comes back, we need to see a scene like this."

Xia Feng glanced.

It's like a scene taken from the anime Unspeakable. The heroine is sitting on the hero's lap with her slit open. The sofa and the ground are all crystal clear and white.

But the heroine is still covered with a quilt, and only her calves can be seen sitting like a duck.

Freya took out two more test tubes containing crystal and white turbidity and placed them on the coffee table: "These are acting props."

Xia Feng glanced at it and rubbed his chin: "Will he believe it?"

"If you don't delve into the details, at least you will believe it at first glance." Freya said softly.

"Um"

Xia Feng responded softly, and the atmosphere became quiet again.

The two looked at each other strangely again.

Xia Feng blinked and said thoughtfully: "I don't know when he will come back. Freya, how about we make preparations first?"

"?" The woman in the wine-red fishtail skirt raised her eyebrows in displeasure, "You are disrespectful, call me teacher!"

"Okay, teacher." Xia Feng walked straight forward.

Freya's heart tightened immediately, but her cold and beautiful face remained unchanged, and she pursed her lips without saying a word.

Xia Feng sat down beside Freya, then patted her thigh and said seriously: "Teacher, please sit up."

"." Freya looked at Xia Feng's serious expression, like a simple big boy with black eyes who was a gentleman.

She was also a role model for teachers. She stood up without changing her expression, bent down, and tore the skirt cloth that was split to the side of the knee bend, directly to the thigh.

When she bent down, the red cloth on her round buttocks was directly tightened, completely fitting, attracting attention, right in front of Xia Feng.

Xia Feng did not avoid his sight, just stared silently.

After tearing the slit, Freya turned around, her beautiful eyes looked down at the student in front of her, her wine-red hair was tied up high with a black crystal jade hairpin, and her cold temperament was still noble and elegant.

Xia Feng looked up and admired the woman's clothes and makeup from a close distance: "Teacher Fu, you are really different from the cold feeling when you wear a martial arts uniform."

"Why, do you think you look more beautiful today?"

"How could that be." Xia Feng shook his head and said seriously, "Teacher Fu, you were very beautiful before, but today's outfit shows your intellectual and elegant temperament more."

Freya knelt on the sofa with her long legs split apart with the thigh of the student in front of her as the dividing line, and her slender hands pressed Xia Feng's shoulders, frowning and looking down.

".At such a young age, you are so slick!"