Love Killer

I don't know how Feston maintained his indifferent expression afterwards, even though he looked surprised just now, the "man who lost his girlfriend" played by Feng Zhannuo should feel stunned in the face of all the attention in the room, but He was indeed taken aback.

So that for a moment he forgot what expression to make. Standing at the door, he raised the shawl in his hand, "Has any of you seen the short-haired lady wearing it just now?"

Since his appearance really didn't look like someone who broke in to make trouble, the others looked at him suspiciously. Among them, a pair of gray eyes met his.

Simple but comfortable environment, it is arranged like a study room, there is a lady sitting in a corner near the bookcase, and the others are all men, there are about five or six people, it looks like a tea party, everyone has drinks in front of them, a few Individuals sit or stand, and the light-colored wallpaper matches the ochre-colored carpet.

Feston was sitting there. In front of his eyes, the change of attire was like a different person. He even cut off a pair of glasses, with silver frames, and docile black hair. The light gray suit on his body made his figure more perfect. , anyone who enters this room will see him first.

With a calm and natural expression and relaxed mouth corners, Feston does not look too cold, and his upright sitting posture is like that of an officer on the battlefield. In all the sights that are cast on Feng Zhannuo, there is a particularly burning heat.

Fieston moved the corner of his mouth, and there was a different look in his eyes, while Feng Zhannuo maintained a subtle expression.

This scene of meeting again is really absurd. He doesn't know how long he and Feston have looked at each other, hoping that it won't be long enough to make people suspicious. Miss sympathy.

"No, it's a pity, I haven't seen the short-haired lady you mentioned." The only woman sitting in the middle spoke softly. Of course she is Belivia, with long light golden hair, softly draped over her shoulders superior.

"You broke into a place you shouldn't, sir, please leave." Wearing round glasses, an old man beside her spoke to the bodyguard, "Take him out."

He may be the role of a housekeeper or an elder, Feng Zhannuo made a judgment, and quickly looked at the audience without any trace. The appearance of Feston changed his plan, "Sorry to disturb you." He nodded slightly to indicate , he turned and left.

His arrival was sudden, and his departure was also without warning. There was no need for bodyguards to drive him away. His tall figure had already walked out of the room.

The other male guests present all showed different degrees of sympathy, maybe it was just to win the favor of this lady, anyway, this unexpected interruption did not change anything, only Belivia glanced curiously the door.

"This man left in such a hurry, but he didn't panic at all. A man's character can be seen from his words and deeds. It's rare to see a man who is so anxious to find his female companion."

You can read the appreciation of this lady from Belivia's slightly raised eyebrows. Several men present said that they also have such a character. For this reason, a new topic was introduced. When everyone was chatting , someone suddenly said, "I'm sorry, everyone, I have to leave for a while."

Without even explaining the reason, Feston opened the door and left. Although the rest of the competitors felt strange, they were still happy to have such a strong opponent leave the field, and the atmosphere in the room was still warm.

After searching in the crowd several times, Feston didn't see the person he was looking for, so he picked up a waiter and roughly described Feng Zhannuo's appearance. Before he could finish speaking, the waiter answered with a smile , "You are looking for Baron Wintress, sir, he just found his female companion, but I didn't pay attention to where he went..." Seeing that the man in front of him looked unhappy, he quickly added, "I'm sorry I can't help you." The waiter ran away as if taking refuge, as if he would be chased if he was one step too late.

Baron Wentress... Felston stood there smoking a cigarette, but his eyes continued to flicker among the crowd. Seeing a figure flashing by in the corner, he stepped forward to catch up.

As if playing hide-and-seek with him, when he turned a corner, the figure disappeared, and when he saw the familiar figure again, it was at the other end of the hall, separated by dozens or hundreds of faces, Feng Zhannuo was there to greet him He raised his finger, as if to pay tribute.

Like the steps of a ghost, he didn't seem to have changed, his complexion was much better than in the hospital, his bow tie was loose, his blue eyes were flying, and Feston suddenly had the urge to hug him here.

One after the other, he walked through the crowd behind him, Feng Zhannuo walked in front, he must find a secluded place to talk here, he walked forward calmly, the footsteps behind him were unhurried, but he I can feel the gaze following behind me.

The two walked towards a place where there were few people. There seemed to be an invisible thread between them, and they kept a distance. When they passed an empty private card room, the footsteps behind them suddenly accelerated, and Feng Zhannuo walked away. Enter the card room.

When Feston came in, the barrel of the gun was on his waist, "Meet me in another place, what do you want to say to me, are you interested in women?" Feng Zhannuo kicked the door.

"I haven't asked you why you are here, what were you doing just now? Trying to seduce her?" Feston turned around and saw the smile on the killer's face, "What if I said yes? "

"I don't allow it." Pressing the gun in his hand, Feston pressed his face down, the pain on his lips was at the same time passionate, he squeezed his jaw open, the bitter fragrance of nicotine and the smell of alcohol completely eroded .

With shortness of breath, Feng Zhannuo's back hit the wall, his hand without a gun hugged Fieston's head back, his glasses hindered the movement between his lips, he took off his glasses, "No? I asked you, why didn't you answer the phone when I called you?"

Between kisses, blaming each other seems to be a good thing, grabbing Feston's neckline, bang, he pressed him against the wall, the gnawing kiss was surprisingly hard, Feston pressed his buttocks, "this It's a rule, you can't bring your phone when you enter the room, did you call me? Miss me?

"It's not surprising, the trouble is that I'm afraid those killers haven't given up, but it seems that you are very good, how is the hospitality in Monaco? It's near France, have you met Will?" Fieston is probably the hobby he will never give up in his life, so he leaned against Felston's neck and asked in a low voice, Feng Zhannuo's laughter was exchanged for a more thorough in-depth search.

The entangled tongue swept across the palate, Feston repeatedly teased his sensitive area, Feng Zhannuo also responded, squeezed his tight body and reacted quickly, eagerly unbuttoned the belt buckle, he couldn't wait to start again The feelings in Wen's memory.

It was just a conversation, at least it was what they planned at the beginning, but the situation got a little out of control. This kind of situation often happened between them, and they could only let it happen. Feng Zhannuo pressed Feston's back and put He pressed on the card table in the room, "I can't wait." He bit his ear.

"How's your wound, okay?" Fieston's concern was counterproductive, he pulled out his belt and threw it on the ground, "If you can't walk, I can still carry you out, what do you think?"

The gunshot wound has healed very well, and it will definitely not collapse at this time. Even if it does, he can't control it so much. His fierce reaction caused Feston's eyes to suddenly look deep, "Looking at your reaction, I haven't found it in the past few days. over others."

"Is there any reward? I want my reward—" Pressing tightly on the body below, he kissed Fieston's neck, "I can't help it, Fieston———" Never I have felt longing, and I am still not sure whether this is longing, but this kind of turbulent emotion is so surging, causing a double impulse emotionally and physically, he must do something, do what he wants to do, and Feston cooperated Lying on the table, suppressing a low growl, the tense face twisted, it is not known whether it was because of pain or desire, they did it without even taking off their pants completely.

Feng Zhannuo thinks that he is not a person who will let his desires out of control, and Feston is not in his eyes either. Before him, Feston was only Will, and Will did not often stay at his house, but I don’t know. Why, when they meet, this matter always becomes one of the inevitable topics.

At the peak of his emotions, sometimes he would call him like this, he called Feston "Fei—" and sometimes he would jokingly call him "Caesar—" The moment of the heart, even more than that.

Feston sometimes seems to be very willing to cooperate with him. No one has ever seen the lazy expression after the affair. Feng Zhannuo is proud of this, "Can you stand up?" Stone's shoulder, asked lazily.

Then the body was pushed away, "What do you think?" Cleaning up the traces with a tissue, Feston pulled him down on the table. The poker cards he had prepared had already fallen all over the floor under their intense exercise, and he rubbed against them. His hair, "Since your body is fine, let me do it again."

He was about to come to kiss him as he said that, Feng Zhannuo pushed his face away, "I don't want to suffer at all, I can't save this time for later? I haven't asked you what's going on, why, you're not a policeman anymore? What are you doing in Mohaodi Carlo? As far as I know, that room is prepared for the benefit of marriage."

There was an aftertaste on his face after the passion, but those eyes belonged to a killer, and no deception was allowed. Firston let him go, "You are right, everything is for profit." He put on the glasses again, and the cold lenses refracted Metallic luster.

"Aedar Group?" Feng Zhannuo hit the nail on the head, "I haven't asked about your family, do they know you love men?"

"My mother knew, but she passed away, and now because of you, I think they all know." Just like Feston once promised, as long as he wanted to know, he would tell him.

Feng Zhannuo was surprised for a moment. Everyone in the family knew about them. Feston cut off the back road, but he said it so lightly now. Seeing Feston smoked a cigarette, he leaned forward, "Here I'll have one."

Langlang took a breath, he wasn't sure what his face was like now, he might be a little depressed and helpless, he touched his chin, "No wonder Fukoff dared to touch you, it turned out that the Al Qaeda Group's acquiescence was behind it, the arms dealer Does the scandal seem like he doesn't care anymore?"

"He cares, but he knows that I will not make it public. The interests of the group and the government are involved. It will not benefit anyone if I disclose that matter. It is not difficult for the police to find trouble with the company. This is not an excuse." Feston's hair was no longer so neat, and his scratched black hair was scattered around his ears. He exhaled a puff of smoke, and seemed not so worried about the current situation.

"Tell me why you are here?" The subject changed, and the long and narrow eagle eyes slightly raised, "Is this what Judy entrusted you with?"

"Marriage proposal, yes, congratulations, one more competitor." It seems that they still have a lot to communicate.