Kuaiwen: Trust me! The boss is very gentle

"my pleasure."

The smile on Zhou Jiangyan's face deepened. How could he not know what Qi Fengze was thinking? However, since Qi Fengze wanted to see it, let him see it.

Seeing Zhou Jiangyan's smile, Qi Feng had a bad feeling for no reason. However, the words have been released. No matter how notorious the leader of the Demon Cult is, he still has to talk about his credibility.

The fan quickly closed, and the swaying wind blew Qi Fengze's bangs. He put his hands behind his back, his meaning could not be more obvious.

"Fellow Taoist, are you asking me to take the initiative?"

Zhou Jiangyan looked into the eyes of the leader of the demon sect and without saying anything else, he directly put his right hand around his waist. His left hand reached over Qi Fengze's hand holding the fan, and unknowingly took Qi Fengze's fan away. .

"Oh, you are bold to steal my leader's things... hmm."

Before Qi Fengze finished speaking, Zhou Jiangyan kissed his lips, leaving only a hum that reached Zhou Jiangyan's ears.

At the same time, Zhou Jiangyan raised his hand, and the fan in his hand opened with a swish, covering the left side of their faces. A crow on a dead branch flapped its wings twice and flew away.

Feeling that the crow was gone, Zhou Jiangyan also began to focus on the kiss.

He first kissed Qi Fengze's lips gently, and then gradually added some sucking and licking. Until Qi Fengze's lips became moist and greasy, and Zhou Jiangyan's breath was all over them.

Zhou Jiang stretched out his tongue, inserted it between Qi Fengze's lips and teeth, and pried open Qi Fengze's teeth. Warm breath flickered on the tip of his tongue, and Zhou Jiangyan hooked Qi Fengze's tongue...

After a long time, when Qi Fengze realized that things were a little out of control, he immediately pushed Zhou Jiangyan away. He turned away, with a rare hint of embarrassment in his eyes.

Zhou Jiangyan took a few symbolic steps back, stood there, and put away his fan.

After all, he was someone who had seen strong winds and waves, and Qi Fengze quickly recovered. When he turned around again, his expression was as before.

He didn't know what he thought of, and he even stared at Zhou Jiangyan's lips and licked the saliva hanging from the corner of his mouth.

"Gah, gah, gah—"

Two more crows flew away from the dead branches.

With a smile, Qi Feng took steps towards Zhou Jiangyan with a sense of oppression. Seeing Qi Fengze walking towards him with no intention of stopping, Zhou Jiangyan also stepped back according to his pace.

Until he was forced to the tree trunk, unable to retreat.

Looking at Zhou Jiangyan who was forced to the tree trunk with a calm expression, Qi Feng stood on tiptoes and got closer to his face.

The two faced each other, gradually getting closer until their noses touched. The breath was spraying, and Qi Fengze's eyes were ambiguous, secretly making eyes look at him. The gentle and distant movements, the small movements, all stirred up the emotions of the two of them.

The hanging hair made the skin itch slightly. The two of them were closer, and they could clearly see the little fuzz on their faces. Just when they were about to kiss him, Qi Feng sneered and took the fan away from Zhou Jiangyan's hand.

Feeling that his hands were empty, Zhou Jiangyan looked at Qi Fengze who was no longer close to his body.

After taking back the fan, Qi Feng used the opportunity to turn around smoothly and distanced himself from Zhou Jiangyan. Zhou Jiang didn't allow him to say any more, and strode away without mercy.

"You're a good kisser, Fellow Daoist Zhou~"

"..."

"Damn, terrifying, terrifying!!"

In the secret room, a woman smashed a mirror.

"Madam, the leader is back."

A maid looked at Huang Fei'er, whose face was full of anger, and said tremblingly.

After hearing this, Huang Feier, who was smashing things, froze. She took a deep breath, and the scowl on her face disappeared. She turned her face like a book.

After adjusting her black clothes, she said with a gentle face: "Let's go and see the leader."

……

"Master, what's wrong with you?"

Huang Feier sat next to Qi Fengze and gently pressed Qi Fengze's shoulders.

Qi Feng rested his chin on his hand and replied absently, "It's okay."

Huang Fei'er's face stiffened for a moment, and then she smiled like a girl. She took back her hand, gave Zhou Jiangyan a cup of tea, and said considerately: "Is the leader tired? Do you need a rest?"

Qi Feng waved her away, feeling depressed as his mind was filled with the scene of Zhou Jiangyan kissing him.

"Grass."

Qi Feng cursed a curse word that he didn't know where he learned from.

This Zhou Jiangyan actually kissed this leader, and this leader actually...! Damn it! Moreover, he took the initiative to seduce this, so how can he reason with it! ?

Just when Qi Fengze was so annoyed that he wanted to operate on a disciple of the Sword Emperor Sect, a maid ran up and interrupted Qi Fengze's thoughts.

"Master Cult Leader!"

The maid Aqin stopped the car at the door of Qi Fengze's room and shouted loudly.

"……Say."

"Master Cult Master, just now in the room, Ashu suddenly died suddenly."

"Where is Wu Zuo?" Zhou Jiangyan in the room finally raised his eyebrows, frowned, suppressed the annoyance in his heart, and asked coldly. The four maids, piano, chess, calligraphy and painting, have grown up with him since childhood. Even he, it is impossible not to have feelings in his heart.

"Wu Zuo said that 90% of it was man-made. However, the murder method of this traitor was very strange! There were no man-made wounds on his body, just like a normal death. Ashu's body was intact."

Hearing this, Qi Feng frowned even deeper, but another premonition arose in his heart.

"Let's have a light burial... After that, Aqin, go to the handyman disciples and bring someone up."

Music, chess, calligraphy and painting are all his secret guards, and the meaning of their existence is Qi Fengze. It is sad that after dedicating one's life to death, one can only die in obscurity.

Aqin had already thought of how to dispose of Ashu's body. Although it was a bit sad, this might be the best place for Ashu to end up.

However, any handyman disciple should be promoted as a secret guard.

"Master Cult Leader, this..."