chase game

The big bed in the bedroom was in a mess, Ye Fengwu used his tie to bypass the iron bars, and locked his hands on the head of the bed.

"And then?" Augustine asked with great interest.

"Close your eyes." Ye Fengwu bit his earlobe.

Augustine was very cooperative.

The soft and slippery tip of the tongue ignited all over the body, as if stabbed by electric current.Augustine's eyes were bloodshot, his reason was gradually swallowed by lust, but Ye Fengwu bent down to pick up the bathrobe and wrapped it around himself.

Augustine was slightly displeased.

Ye Fengwu sat straddling his lap, one side of the bathrobe slid down her shoulder, the temperature of her breath was enough to melt the winter night: "Do you want it?"

Augustine struggled instinctively, but found to his annoyance that he could only passively accept all his teasing and teasing in this helpless state.

Ye Fengwu slid one hand into the hem of her nightgown, bit her lower lip with her teeth, her eyes were innocent, childish but sexy.

Augustine gritted his teeth: "Let me go!"

Ye Fengwu raised her head slightly, and did not respond to him at all, as if she was completely immersed in the pleasure of the senses.

The beautiful body under the nightgown was faintly visible, and the blood in Augustine's whole body was almost burnt out. With a wrong move of both hands, he tore the tie that was in the way and threw it aside.

"You fouled." After being pressed on the bed, Ye Fengwu slid her fingertips across the straight bridge of her nose, looking at him with a half-smile.

"It seems that you are the one who committed the foul." Augustine pulled out the belt of his nightgown and tied his hands behind his back. "Compared to this, I prefer this kind of New Year's gift."

……

The New Year's Eve bell and firecrackers sounded at the same time, Cheng Xia set off the last firework stick, yawned and went back to sleep.

"Shh." Philip was lying on the door of the bedroom on the second floor, eavesdropping intently, and took the initiative to make a place for him.

Cheng Xia: "..."

The new year has just arrived, why not do something meaningful!

There is simply no help.

In the middle of the night, heavy snow fell outside the window, and Ye Fengwu was panting on the bed, her hair on her forehead was soaked with sweat.

Augustine untied his belt, held his wrist with some red marks, and hugged him back into his arms: "It's past midnight."

"Happy New Year." Ye Fengwu was sleepy, looking lazy and perfunctory.

Augustine laughed out loud: "You are so cute."

Night Breeze Dance opened her eyes a little.

"Happy New Year." Augustine kissed his forehead, "What gift do you want?"

"I don't want anything." Ye Fengwu wrapped her arms around his waist, her voice hoarse, "It's good as it is now."

Augustine straightened his hair with his hands, but he felt a small bump: "Have you been injured here?"

"Yes." Ye Fengwu agreed in a low voice, hugging him even tighter.

Augustine patted him on the back gently and patiently.

Early the next morning, Cheng Xia and Philip were making dumplings in the kitchen, or one was in charge of making dumplings while the other was in charge of making trouble.

"get out!"

"No!"

"You stop!"

"No!"

"Ahhh!"

"Ohyes!"

Just when the two of them were about to fight, Ye Fengwu walked down the stairs lazily wrapped in her nightgown.

Cheng Xia immediately dropped the shovel she held high in her hand to show that she was very friendly to foreign friends.

"Morning." Ye Fengwu greeted, opened the refrigerator and took out the milk.

Looking at the crimson hickey on his neck, Philip and Cheng Xia collectively gasped, and quickly recalled what happened last night, as pure as ever.

"Where's Augustine?" Philip graciously opened the chair for his sister-in-law and heated up the bread.

"Still resting." Ye Fengwu replied casually, her voice hoarse.

Thinking that last night must have been very intense, Cheng Xia planned to make oxtail soup to nourish the male god.

"What are you doing?" Ye Fengwu glanced at the chopping board, "making dumplings?"

"He made trouble again!" Cheng Xia complained again.

"Obviously you told me that you can put money in." Philip argued.

"But we are clean coins, not banknotes in your jeans pocket!" Cheng Xia raised a knife and chopped a piece of meat fiercely.

Philip turned pale, and quickly covered the middle of his legs.

What a violent groundhog.

After another hour, Augustine rubbed his temples and sat up from the big bed in the bedroom.

"Good morning." An extremely familiar voice came from beside my ear.

Augustine was obviously displeased: "Why is it you?"

"Because my sister-in-law is in the kitchen." Philip squeezed his shoulders attentively, "I think I want to make you the first big meal of the new year with my own hands."

Augustine's mood really improved.

"Although it's the New Year, there's something I should tell you right away." Philip said again, "It's about sister-in-law."

"Say." Augustine got out of bed in his nightgown.

"Just got a call saying that someone had seen Vincent three months ago, in Las Vegas." Philip replied.

"Vincent?" Augustine stopped.

"There is only one blurry photo, but some people say that it is indeed him." Philip said, "Maybe someone rescued him after he fell into the sea from the cruise ship."

"Find the person in the photo as quickly as possible." Augustine took the clothes on the hanger. "Until his identity is confirmed, the cooperation with Calero remains secret."

"No problem," Philip agreed.

"Don't mention this in front of the rest." Augustine fastened his tie.

"Of course, especially my sister-in-law and that cute groundhog." Philip said, "I asked him last night why my sister-in-law went to make that shoddy movie, but I didn't get an answer—it is said that everyone Do not know at all."

Augustine nodded: "What about the rest of the crew?"

"The investor is indeed a nouveau riche with no background. Because it was a temporarily established amateur team, and there were even two scammers in it, the Hawaii Island Film and Television City closed down suddenly. All employees had to find another way out by themselves. The director named Tang Xun has completely disappeared from the entertainment industry, and no one knows where he is now."

Augustine's heart skipped a beat.

"I will definitely find him." Philip was very understanding, and quickly raised his hand to assure.

In the kitchen, Ye Fengwu put a fat white dumpling on the chopping board, the corners of her lips curled up.

"It's not a good habit to sneak away in the early morning." Augustine hugged him from behind, "Good morning, Cookie."

Cheng Xia threw away the garlic in her hand in a hurry, turned around and ran out of the kitchen, and came again, but I didn't see anything.

"Because you were very tired last night." Ye Fengwu showed him the dumpling in her hand, "Do you like it?"

"Yeah." Augustine turned his head and licked the hickey on his neck again.

"I have to film in three days." Ye Fengwu put the last dumpling away.

"I can extend your vacation to 30 days." Augustine rested his chin lazily on his shoulder.

"Capitalist." Ye Fengwu took out the pot to boil water.

Augustine laughed out loud, tightening his arms even more, watching quietly as he cooked rice and soup for himself.

After a night of wind and snow, a thick layer of snow accumulated on the ground.After lunch, Ye Fengwu leaned on the rocking chair to bask in the sun, holding a pot of hot tea in his hand, as comfortable as a cat.

In the yard, Philip was having a snowball fight with Cheng Xia, and the noise was about to turn the sky upside down, but Augustine was rarely bothered by it.

"Want to join?" Night Breeze Dance asked.

Augustine's expression froze: "Me?"

Night Breeze Dance nodded.

"If you want to go." Augustine made a difficult decision, "I can accept it."

Ye Fengwu laughed: "I'm too lazy to move, just kidding you."

Augustine was dissatisfied and leaned closer to bite his lips.

Time flies so fast when you're with the one you love.On the night of the fourth day of the lunar new year, Ye Fengwu was leaning in his arms, her face still flushed with indulgence.

"Have a good rest." Augustine caressed the bare back with his palm, but it didn't mean much flirting, more like carefully coaxing him to sleep.

"Good night." Ye Fengwu closed her eyes, and before she could fall asleep, her phone suddenly started vibrating.

"Want to see it?" Augustine whispered in his ear.

Ye Fengwu let out a lazy "hmm".

Augustine picked up his phone from the floor: "It seems to be from the UK, a strange number."

Ye Fengwu buried her face in his arms.

"Hang up for you?" Augustine asked.

Ye Fengwu shook her head, but she didn't intend to answer the phone.

Augustine pressed the answer button directly.

"How about it, have you considered my proposal clearly?" It was still Bernal's voice.

Augustine was silent,

"If you persist in this pointless way, I guarantee you will do even crazier actions!" The dissatisfaction was ignored, and Bernal Jr.'s tone was a bit sharp.

"For example?" Augustine's voice was so indifferent that there was no trace of warmth.

Little Bernal was stunned for a moment, and hesitantly glanced at the receiver of the mobile phone.

"I don't have the patience to hesitate with you. When you figure out what to say next, it's not too late for us to talk." Augustine hung up and threw the phone aside.

Ye Fengwu didn't speak, nor did he look up.

The midnight chime sounded in the distance, echoing silently in the air.

"Need a bath?" Augustine asked.

"It's Little Bernal." Ye Fengwu said.

"If you don't want to say it now, you can wait until tomorrow morning." Augustine held his hand, "have a good rest first."

"He has always believed that I took a fortune from old Bernal." Ye Fengwu said slowly, "Or it's not me, but Xiaochen."

"A fortune?" Augustine sat up holding him.

"It is said that there is a box full of rare jewels, but who knows." Ye Fengwu was a little helpless, "I have been chasing me for a long time, but recently it seems to be getting more and more crazy."

"Just leave this matter to me." Augustine patted him, "You don't need to worry about this anymore."