Villain: Auntie, you don’t want your sisters to know about this, right?

Fengjia Villa.

Ling Qingxiao returned home.

Force yourself to cheer up.

She first went back to her room to take a shower and prepare for hosting a banquet for Han Yue at home tonight.

"Auntie, are you there?"

Feng Liu walked in with his pockets in his pockets. He had something more important to get!

As a result, as soon as I entered the room, I saw the sultry scene of the beauty taking a bath.

The translucent silk bathrobe is not fastened, and along the fair and slender neck, one can see Ling Qingxiao's looming firmness and deep ravine...

"what!"

Ling Qingxiao looked a little panicked and covered her body with her hands defensively.

"Why didn't you knock on the door when you came in?"

Feng Liu chuckled, approached Ling Qingxiao, and stopped one step away from her.

He looked her up and down without concealing it, and praised her with a hot voice.

"Auntie, you are really a beauty. No wonder your husband died suddenly because of you after two years of marriage. Now I can understand."

"What nonsense are you talking about? I am your elder!"

Ling Qingxiao glared at him angrily.

"We are not related by blood. Auntie, you have been lonely for so many years, right?"

Feng Liu suddenly approached and pressed Ling Qingxiao tightly against the dressing table behind him.

The aroma after bathing entered his nose, Feng Liu pressed against Ling Qingxiao, buried his head in her neck, sniffed deeply for a few times, and then breathed hot breath into Ling Qingxiao's ear with an ambiguous voice. Thin and light.

"Auntie, you smell so good!"

As he spoke, he stretched out his big hand and touched Ling Qingxiao's body.

"Auntie, after living in my house for so many years, you have to pay some rent, right?"

Feng Liu's hot skin penetrated through the silk bathrobe, making Ling Qingxiao tremble all over.

She was frightened and angry, but because of the fear of Feng Liu in her heart, she did not dare to resist, so she could only twist her body left and right, trying to dodge.

"No...don't...stop..."

During the struggle, Ling Qingxiao's chest felt cold and her bathrobe was taken off.

She closed her eyes in despair, knowing that she might not be able to escape today and would be lost to this prodigal son.

But at this moment, she felt the weight on her body and stood up instantly.

Immediately, there was a "bang" sound of the door closing.

Ling Qingxiao was stunned for a moment and slowly opened his eyes.

There was no one in front of her, and Feng Liu's figure was no longer there, as if everything just now was just her illusion.

Ling Qingxiao turned pale with fright.

She bit her lower lip tightly and tremblingly picked up the bathrobe scattered on the floor, still in shock.

"Keep your distance from him in the future! He is a lunatic!"

Outside.

Feng Liu lowered his head and looked at the open palm of his right hand.

On the palm of his hand, lying quietly, was an ivory white jade pendant with a clear, warm jade color and a flying dragon circling on it.

"It's finally here!"

His eyes sparkled with excitement.

In the original work, there is a very important prop.

It is not an ordinary thing, but an ancient piece of destiny left by the ancestors of the Feng family.

Originally, no one knew its efficacy. Later, Zhang Lingyi accidentally dripped blood into this jade pendant and discovered that it contained the ancestral magic power - Pure Yang Supreme Skill.

Pure Yang Supreme Kung Fu can not only enhance men's masculinity, but also make them invulnerable to weapons and bullets when practiced to a small degree, and immortality when practiced to a great degree.

Zhang Lingyi later relied on this prop to pick up girls and show off.

However, as the jade pendant was passed down, no one gradually knew the mystery inside, and it was only regarded as ordinary jewelry.

The damn mother saw that Ling Qingxiao liked it, so she actually gave it to her. Later, Ling Qingxiao kept the jade pendant in the jewelry box on the dressing table.

So Feng Liu just pressed Ling Qingxiao on the dressing table and fumbled around, but in fact he was trying to get the ancient pendant of destiny in the jewelry box.

"Although I know the plot well, I still have to become stronger. Combat power is the last word!"

As he whispered, Feng Liu's eyes became firm, he held the jade pendant tightly and strode back to his room.

Lock the door.

He sat cross-legged on the bed, bit the tip of his index finger, and dripped blood on the jade pendant dragon eye.

Whoever sheds blood first will recognize the Lord first!

"Tick-tock-"

The drop of blood was quickly absorbed by the jade pendant, and a dazzling light flashed across the jade pendant. The entire jade pendant was covered with dark red veins like blood vessels.

After hundreds of years of being dusty, it has finally been reborn.

"As expected of the ancient pendant of destiny, it's so beautiful!"

Feng Liu looked at the veins on it and couldn't help but sigh: "This should be the qi diagram of Chunyang Supreme Kung Fu!"

It is not too late.

Feng Liu immediately placed Gu Pei on his chest, closed his eyes lightly, clasped his hands together, and held his breath and concentrated. According to the original records, Tian Ming Gu Pei did not need him to have any martial arts foundation to help people practice on their own.

Soon, Fengliu entered a mysterious state of cultivation...

Outside Fengjia Villa.

A Porsche Panamera was driving towards the villa.

After a while, the car arrived at the door. Han Yue opened the door and got out of the car.

She had specially dressed up for tonight's dinner, and her long hair was tied up high with hairpins.

The flaming red lips are sexy and flamboyant. She wears a backless and slim-fitting black dress, which outlines the perfect curves of her figure.

The key point is that she is wearing a set of dazzling jewelry, which is a private high-end custom made by a famous foreign designer and is worth more than tens of millions.

She came here today just to make Ling Qingxiao look good and suppress Feng Liu. First of all, she must have enough momentum!

"Xiao Yue."

A young female voice came from inside the car.

Hearing this, Han Yue turned to look at the woman in the driver's seat.

The woman wears a black one-piece skirt and a white trench coat. She has fair skin, beautiful facial features, and a clean temperament.

When she didn't speak, her whole body exuded a cold temperament that kept strangers away from the inside out, and she was full of the powerful aura of a strong woman in the workplace.

Her name is Gu Nanyuan, Zhang Lingyi's second sister and the head of the Imperial City Chamber of Commerce. She is a true female business elite, and her companies are involved in real estate and medicine.

At this time, she lost her indifference and looked steadily at Fengjia Villa with a look of nostalgia in her eyes.

"I also want to meet my godmother."

After saying that, she lowered her eyes and her expression became lonely again: "But my godmother only called you and didn't invite me in."

Han Yue sighed. She could understand Gu Nanyuan's thoughts.

They were all secretly adopted by Ling Qingxiao. In addition, all of them are now successful and have sensitive identities. They cannot reveal their backgrounds, otherwise they will cause public disputes at any time.

"Second sister, it's okay. Now that my little brother is back, we will definitely have many opportunities to meet our godmother in the future!"

"Let's do this, I promise you, after I finish the work, I will accompany you to the gym to relax, and call my little brother too."

"it is good."

Mentioning Zhang Lingyi, Gu Nanyuan finally showed a faint smile.

"Then I'll pick up my little brother, and then we'll wait for you together!"

……

inside the room.

Feng Liu, who was soaked all over, suddenly opened his eyes.

After just being stunned for a moment, he shouted in ecstasy.

"Cool!"

He could clearly feel that his body was now extremely light, his six senses had become extremely sharp, and his whole body was filled with endless strength.

Not bothering to put on his shoes, Feng Liu jumped off the bed and took a high-hardness petrified figure from the table.

Pinch lightly.

"Bang -" sound!

The figure instantly fell apart and shattered into powder!