Strange Rules: Ngan Lang Can Arbitrarily Distort The Rules

Belmode's carefully groomed and elegant countenance was unwavering, and after a slight glance at my dream, he said, "I will not bother you with the person I have personally selected, please sit down." The

man didn't say much, flicked his sleeves and sat down on his knees.

Picked up the tea in front of him and tasted it gently, the aroma was mellow and the taste was moderate, which was really in line with his mind.

"No matter how big or small, it's as tender as water, just like that woman. The man slowly put down the teacup without raising his head, "I'm not here just to taste tea, even if I am far away, I can smell the body fragrance, you say yes, Fujiko

~" "Ahhh~ Hamura, you guy is still as untasted as ever." A charming voice sounded, and a graceful figure as bewitching as the voice walked out from the side, and Mine Fujiko, who was also dressed in a kimono, had a light makeup on her face, which made her beautiful face even more moving.

The man looked up at Feng Fujiko who was walking slowly, the fanaticism and excitement in his eyes were undisguised, and his expression was full of possessiveness, so he stared straight at the peerless woman and walked to the opposite side, sat down slowly, and every move seemed to tug at his heartstrings.

Beautiful, still so beautiful!

" "You're really easy for me to find, Miss

Fujiko!" "Are you just looking for it?" Feng Fujiko's slender fingers gently stroked her sideburns and hair and poured herself a cup of tea, and her every move was soft to the bone.

"Haha~ You really have a clear understanding of your beauty. The man smiled happily when he heard this, and the woman's every move was as fascinating as ever.

"After so many years, you must have left a lot of romances outside, right?" Although the man smiled happily, the danger in his eyes was not false at all, as if in his eyes, Feng Fujiko was an item that belonged only to him.

"You've won the prize.

"I'm not complimenting you.

"yes, then what else can I say

?" "Haha~ You're still so bold, you just

don't know if your heart is still as fine as it used to be?" "Tea is your favorite, hot springs are your favorite, I don't know if it's enough?" Feng Fujiko raised her eyebrows slightly, and she was neither humble nor arrogant in the face of the pressure exerted by the man, intentionally or unintentionally.

"Of course it's not enough. The man's gaze wandered greedily over her, and the corners of his mouth unconsciously grinned, "Won't you feel sorry for waking me up from my peaceful sleep here?"

A trace of undetectable disgust flashed in Feng Fujiko's eyebrows, and he quickly changed his smile to a silent smile and said, "As a man, if you stick to such a trivial matter, you will not be welcomed."

Hamura pouted and smiled, leaning down aggressively, "I just need to be popular with you."

Mine Fujiko's figure stagnated slightly, the toes hidden under her body were slightly bent, and the arches of her feet drew a graceful arc, and I glanced at her inadvertently, as if I knew what she meant, and slowly got up and sat down beside the other party.

Hamura witnessed the whole process of my dream, and his brows couldn't help but frown slightly, "I just wanted to ask, who is this kid from you?"

The implication was to remind Belmode to take care of his own people.

However, Belmode, as if he did not understand the meaning of his words, not only did not stop him, but made a casual appearance and sipped his tea.

Hamura's smile stiffened, and he looked at me with ferocity in his eyes, "The thin skin and tender meat have a few catties of strength, I don't know how long it can last."

Feng Fujiko's red lips opened lightly, and he put one hand on his cheek to make a sad face, "If you embarrass him, I will be sad."

Seeing this, Hamura's face became more and more gloomy, his hands raised and clapped his palms, and soon several people with the same body shape as if they were replicating walked in outside the door, their faces were covered under masks, and they couldn't distinguish their genders or look at each other, but without exception, they all revealed a murderous aura.

"Take him out to breathe. Hamura gave an order, and several figures quickly approached my dream.

Seeing this, Feng Fujiko made a frightened look, and hurriedly wanted to protect my dream, Yumura was even more annoyed when she saw her expression, and with a wave of her big hand, she couldn't resist again, and several figures quickly stopped me and walked out.

"Don't!"

"You two drink with me in peace, and I'll naturally let him go afterwards." Hamura's attitude was casual, and the murderous intent in his eyes decreased slightly, but the meaning in his expression was that the corners of Feng Fujiko's mouth raised an arc without leaving a trace.

"You promise?"

"It seems that you really care about him, then I have to take good care of him~

" "You're still so mean." Mine Fujiko pretended to be angry, and this expression made Hamura even more unscrupulous.

Seeing that my dream was taken away with a calm face, Belmode, who already knew the identity of the other party, did not fluctuate in the slightest, and it was time for the two of them to behave.

Feng Fujiko is also familiar with her, and her acting skills are all feelings, and at this time, she seems to be worried about the safety of her little lover.

The two of them were not surprised to let Hamura relax their vigilance, and they smiled insolently and shouted for wine, especially after seeing the unwilling but helpless expression of Feng Fujiko, he was even more complacent.

"Wait a minute, I'll arrange it.

"It's okay~" In Hamura's smiling expression, Belmode walked out of the door with his head down, turned his head to look, and saw the back of my dream of leaving with a few mysterious people.

The back of the young man is straight, as if every step is carried with confidence.

The other party seemed to feel her gaze, and when he turned around, he showed a reassuring expression, and then turned his head and left with the group.

Looking at the back of the other party's departure, Belmode showed a sweet smile that did not fit his temperament for no reason.

It doesn't seem good to have someone to rely on.

..................

Walking through the corridor to a quiet place, several mysterious people covered under masks did not show any strange expressions, but stood in an orderly manner, centering him in the middle, intentionally or unintentionally.

I dreamed that my hands were tied by two people, and I didn't stop my pace until I sensed that there was no one nearby.

Several people also stopped when they saw him like this, but they didn't speak, as if they were ready to use their actions to remind me not to try to resist.

"Bang!"

suddenly changed, one person fell to the ground with a heavy load, and although several people around reacted quickly, it was not as fast as my dream's fist, and after only a few bangs, several more figures fell down heavily and stiffly.

Seeing this scene, the rest of the people also saw the unusualness of my dream, and a burst of black mist suddenly appeared in their hands, enveloping him around him.

I dreamed of this familiar black fog, and many images came to mind, and finally I was frozen in the scene of the night when I first learned about the Night Raven.

Mysterious, black mist, and night crow people can't seem to get rid of these labels.

A palm fluttered out to disperse the black mist, and before a few people could react, a burst of red light suddenly burst out around my dream's body, crushing the black mist with a strong momentum while crushing several people around him to the ground.